"What are you thinking, Wheeljack?" "Well, if the human only wants the Dinobots to get her down, shouldn't we get one to grab her?" The inventor reasoned. "That's actually...a really good idea." "Why do you guys look so surprised? I can have good ideas!"

"Someone, go get Swoop. Or any Dinobot you run across. Just hurry." Prime ordered, hating himself as he did so. What if the Dinobots hurt the human? Sure, the human may have been screaming for them, but that didn't mean much with huge, clumsy mechs such as the Dinobots.

I clutched to my perch with a death grip. I could fall at any moment, but I didn't really want to get down for the Autobots. I want the Dinobots! Even Slag, curse him.

They were getting too close, curse them! "Get away from me!" "Why?" One of them, a black-and-white one that sounded vaguely familiar, asked me. He sounded sincerely puzzled. "I asked for Dinobots, not Autobots. You don't look like a Dinobot to me. You seem a lot like an Autobot." "Yes, but I mean why. Why the Dinobots?" He took a step closer but I wasn't really paying attention. Instead my mind was pondering the answer to that question. The true answer. Why do you want the Dinobots?

I answered, finding the words for the first time. "Because...because while you were fighting a war, for a cause I never knew, I was going to die. You didn't seem to care. Of course, I would have been put on TV, everyone mourning for another human casualty. That's what I would always be. A human casualty, to be forgotten for the mere mistake of stumbling into a dam at the wrong time. But..." I swallowed, self-aware of the fact that I was rambling. It has to be said.

I took a breath to finish it. "But while you were fighting for the 'greater good', someone else picked me up from where I was frozen on the floor. Someone that looked like a dinosaur, for heaven's sake! A dinosaur that tried to get my sketchbook for me, who said sorry when he accidentally tore it, and was so happy that I said he was ok! He may have not been fighting, but he was protecting me better than any other Autobot. His name is Swoop."

"Very well. That still doesn't explain the other Dinobots, however." The black-and-white guy, I didn't know if he got it or not. Or if he was really listening to what I was saying. Whatever it was, I didn't care. I just needed to talk, to explain my sudden need for the Dinobots. "The others, they were different, stranger than Swoop. Grimlock, he protects people, Sludge wants to learn more than what's just been given, Snarl watches alone. And Slag is as annoying as heck, just like the way my little brother is sometimes! They're all like my brother Alec! Even Swoop. It's like...family."

I panted, out of breath from my tirade. During said tirade, my hands had grown sweaty. I didn't realize it, until I went to swipe my forehead. My other hand slipped and I was falling! This fall is going to hurt a lot. No, scratch that, it's going to kill me!

I landed my butt on a really hard object. I'm not dead. Slowly, I looked up to see Swoop in his mech mode, optics glittering. "You really mean that? About all Dinobots?" I attempted to hug his palm, as if in an answer. Slowly, a smile creeps onto Swoop's face. "Me like you Kendra. A lot." "I like you too, Swoop." Sludge nosed his way towards. "What about me Sludge?" "I like you as well." I reassured him, rubbing him gently.

Before any of the shocked Autobots could say a word, Swoop whisked me out of the meeting room. I let out a breath, relieved to be out of there.

The other Dinobots happened to be waiting outside. "Autobots hurt Kendra?" Grimlock asked. He examined said human carefully, trying to see if she was injured in any way. She giggled and tried to push him away. "I'm all okay, Grimlock! Those Autobots didn't do anything but scare me." She pointed to Slag. "If it wasn't for him over there, I wouldn't be there in the first place." Slag snorted. "Not think human silly enough to go in there." "Whatever. Just give my sketchbook back." Swoop put her back on the ground gently after she looked up at him.

Kendra held her hand out. "Back." With a growl, Slag made his way over and dropped the book on the floor in front of her. "Thank you, Slag." "Human draw pictures for Dinobots now." Snarl unexpectedly spoke up. The girl was taken by surprise, Grimlock could tell by how she stiffened, but her answer was said with a simple smile. "Of course. What do you want me to draw, Snarl?" Snarl shuffled, thinking carefully before making up his mind. "Draw autobots you see."

My hand ached but at least it was from being put at the service of drawing. I drew every Autobot I had seen, which hadn't been many. From memory, which was super hard. I managed, somehow. Only for Snarl to complain when I showed the pictures to him. "That all Autobots you see?" "Yep. There weren't that many." "Then me take you to see more! Autobots know Kendra now." Swoop. Of course.

Before I could protest, he grabbed me and left the Dinobot lair. I clutched my sketchbook, trying to catch my breath after the sudden increase in speed. I didn't think the Autobots would like me very much. Especially me in cahoots with the Dinobots. From what I had gathered, Autobots didn't like Dinobots very much. Maybe I wouldn't be squished...but that didn't mean anything in the company of huge robots.

"Hmm. So Laserbeak says that this human can control the Dinobots?" Said spy nodded, her master answering. "Yes. Plan: capture human child." "Very well, Soundwave. I will trust you to carry this out. Let no Autobots or other humans know of your presence." Soundwave nodded, already knowing this, having done this longer than humanity's existence. But you don't tell Megatron that. Not even if you're his TIC and Communications Officer.