(Happy Holidays, everyone! I thank you all for waiting, and to finally seal the deal I have the final chapter up and ready! I can promise you that you will enjoy this final chapter.)

Megatron Scrooge struggled about as he was trapped in his own bedsheets, kicking and punching to find a way out. "Let me out! Spirit! Let me out! Let me..." He then emerged from his bedsheets and was startled and awe struck to find that he was not encased in the coffin he had seen from his encounter with the final ghost. He was back in his own room; his bed, covers, chair, portrait all in place, and the room was filled with a warm morning glow.

At first Megatron Scrooge could hardly tell if he was still in the midst of a dream or not, but after looking all around his room and seeing that everything was still there, including him, he started to smile and snicker. That snicker turned to a chuckle, and the chuckle turned into a hearty laugh as Megatron Scrooge leapt to his feet and skipped and twirled all around. He had no idea why, but he felt light as a feather plate and as merry as a school boy. "Oh, I can't believe it! Oh, I'm still alive! Oh, its morning but I have forgotten the date! All of this is happening so quickly, I must know what today is!" Megatron Scrooge scrambled to the window and slung it open.

The street blew was blanketed ion a light sheet of fresh snow, and the sun was glistening high above in the parting clouds. Megatron Scrooge was lost in the rays of the shining sun, that he nearly lost sight of a youngling mech walking in the sidewalk and pulling his sleigh close beside him. "I say, you boy!"

"What?"

"What is today?" Megatron Scrooge called out to the orange, grey youngling, but the child thought that he was daft and the child asked him what it was Megatron Scrooge had questioned. "What is the date today, my boy?"

"Christmas day, sir." the child answered.

"Christmas day?" he whispered to himself and laughed joyously. "Oh! Oh, it's Christmas day! The spirits have done it all in one night! Oh, what am I saying? Of course they can do it in one night!" He suddenly remembered about his employee and had finally figured out what he was going to spend the rest of this festive, peaceful, and joyous holiday. But, he needed the boy down below to help him in one part of his plan. "I say, you remember the poultry house? Do you recollect seeing the prize tin foiled turkey they've got still? Not the teeny tiny prize, the BIG one." He stretched his arms out to exaggerate what he meant.

"The one that is as big as me? Yes, it's still there; hanging by the window." the youngling asked.

"Oh, what a smart little fellow he is." Megatron Scrooge whispered to himself and shouted out back to the youngling. "Yes, that one. I need you to go there and buy it for me."

"I haven't enough money, sir. I can't go."

"Oh, but I will pay you." He then went back inside and appeared back to the window and tossed down a bundle filled with silver coins. "Use these to buy the bird, and I promise you that you will be rewarded with a much bigger bundle than that when you return."

Megatron Scrooge watched as the boy took one look at him, smiled, and was off like a bullet down the street that would take him to the poultry house. Megatron Scrooge lag hued again as he went back into the room. He had never laughed so much in his lifetime, but he was becoming quite accustomed to it. Just as he went to the dresser to get himself ready for the day, he paused and looked at the portrait of Starscream Marley and kneeled down before it. "Oh, Starscream. You shall be very proud to know that I shall intend to keep Christmas and all of its precious meanings to my spark. I will treasure it forever and ever. Never again will that former miser of myself return." he said in a thankful voice as he then went back to the dresser and had himself dressed in his finest suit, toped with his most expensive hat, and held his own cane by his side.

Then with a high jump and click of his heels, Megatron Scrooge opened the door and ran down the stairs and opened the door to the outside world. The warm, fresh air was sucked through his olfactory sensors as he took a deep, hearty breath and exhaled with a massive grin on his face plate. He had never felt so happy and cheerful, that it was almost foreign to those who might have seen him grinning and laughing like a mad mech. One of those was none other than Scrooge's servant; Scrourge.

"Scourge! A Merry Christmas to you!" Megatron Scrooge called out to him and ran over, taking the bewildered and startled mech in his arms as he spun about while he embraced him.

"Unhand me! Let me go! Help! He's gone mad!" Scourge managed to free himself form his insane masters grip and suddenly ran off, screaming at the top of his oxygen tanks as he shouted that Megatron Scrooge had gone mad. Sadly enough, no one took his words as being truthful and passé shim off as an early drunk. Megatron Scrooge was hardly fazed by his servants sudden departure, but then called him a charming fellow.

"Sir! Here's the turkey! Ooh, it's so heavy!" the youngling from before called from up the street, pulling on his sled quick hard. Megatron Scrooge guffawed in great humor, for he saw that the boy had placed the tin foiled turkey on his sled and was now carrying it to him, but Megatron Scrooge was very grateful and happy that the boy was going through so much.

"Oh, my child! You have lived by your word. Oh, goodness. You can't carry this all the way to Optimus Cratchit's house, you must have a cab."

Just as he said that, a cab had arrived at the corner of the street and Scrooge waved at it to stop and had the driver help him and the boy lift the bird inside. The cab driver was rewarded by the happy white mech and was given the directions to the home the bird was to be delivered, and as the driver went to the drivers seat Megatron Scrooge kept his part of the bargain and rewarded the youngling mech with a large bundle of gold coins. Megatron Scrooge wished the driver and the boy a Merry Christmas, and watched as the the horse drove the cab away down the street and into town. Town? Megatron Scrooge suddenly remembered his plan and was soon on his way to the center of the city, laughing and cheering with joy as he went.

Megatron Scrooge had never felt so alive; all of the persons he passed by was wished a Merry Christmas by him, a warm handshake to some, and a tip of his hat to some of the femmes as well. All who were greeted were either in great confusion or in gratitude, but Megatron Scrooge had neither the care of all the world. He was in such great spirits and had planed to keep it that way, but then knew that he had to keep himself composed so as to be not taken a lunatic by some.

That's when he saw the two mechs from the Cybertronian Institute of Welfare and Goodwill and he halted them, and he did see a look of disgust in one of them, and he knew that they had every right to be after what he had done to them the night before. "Please, I know you two may think ill of me, but I wish to apologize for my actions."

"Hmm, and why should we believe your words?" asked Sideswipe as he and his brother looked at each other, seeing hat they were finding it hard to believe this beast as the called him.

"Because I have changed last night. I take back every curse I have laid upon the surplus population, and to show that I am true my words, I would like to put down my own donation to your establishment, so that you may buy all of the poor the necessities they so desperately need this time of year." Megatron Scrooge spoke with such earnest, such truthfulness, and honor that the two brothers were almost moved by it.

"Oh, very well. What shall we put you down for?" Sunstreaker asked, but then saw that Megatron Scrooge wanted to whisper it to them so he and his brother turned their heads and listened. Their optics doubled in size, and their mouths dropped. "Wha...Scrooge...You mean it?"

"Yes, and not a penny more. I shall have the amount delivered to your establishment by tonight. I must be off to buy some gifts for a family in need. A Merry Christmas, my fine gentlebots!" Megatron Scrooge waved as he went on his way to the various shops, leaving the brothers wondering if what he had said was true. Their suspicions were confined that very night, when 100 gold sovereigns were delivered to them.

Megatron Scrooge had wasted no time in passion through each of the stores that were still open to the public and bought all of the necessities he needed to give in secret to the Cratchit's. He made the first stop at Hounds Garments and Gowns and purchased 10 pairs of suits and pants for Optimus, 17 pairs of dresses and 8 pairs of shoes for Elita 1, and 15 pairs of suits and dresses for the children. He then made the next stop to Mirages Diamonds and Jewelry and purchased 20 accessories for Elita 1, and 10 watches for Optimus. He then payed a visit to Jazzs Toyshop and purchased a rocking horse, 5 dolls, 7 figurines, and 3 teddy's for the children. And finally, he made a stop to the Hospital and had paid for a operation for Tiny Bee to be done in the Spring. As much as Megatron Scrooge wanted to deliver all of the gifts and certificate of the operation to the Cratchit's, he saw that he was running late for another event that was occurring; his nephew's party. So, he had requested that all of the owners of the shops to deliver the gifts to the home in honor of him, but had told them that they were to keep his identity as a secret.

The owners have agreed and were given a payment as a reward and were soon off to deliver the gifts to the unsuspecting family. Megatron Scrooge was soon off as well, and much to his nephew's surprise to see the mech who had called Christmas a 'Humbug', he was pleased to see that his uncle apologized and was wishing to mend his ways with him. Hot Rod had welcomed in Megatron Scrooge with a forgiving spark and he and Megatron Scrooge had spent the rest of the night celebrating the holiday with all of Hot Rod s friend, and there would soon be a toast to Megatron Scrooge, a toast that saluted his change. Megatron Scrooge raised his glass as well, stating that he would keep his promise of keeping Christmas in his spark, and would always come to any gathering his only nephew would host, which made Hot Rod smile lovingly.

The day after was calm and quiet; all of the citizens were very slow this morning after all of the energy they had spent for all of the festivities from yesterday, all except for one. Optimus Cratchit was running through the streets faster than he ever ran in his life, he had to get to the Counting house as soon as he could. He had promised his master that he would arrive early, but after all of the merry things that had occurred on Christmas day he had over slept and was now running late.

Megatron Scrooge did have a feeling that Optimus would show up late, but he had no plans in punishing his employee. In fact, he was planning quite the opposite, and at the moment he saw the mech running to the establishment form a window, Megatron Scrooge had to keep himself from chuckling and smiling. He managed and his face returned to a scowl, but it would not remain that way for long. The moment the door opened and when Optimus rushed in, Megatron Scrooge called to the employee, who was gasping for air.

"Optimus."

"Oh, Megatron Scrooge! I am very sorry if I am late, but I promise it won't..."

"Come inside my office and sit down, now." Megatron Scrooge ordered and the red and blue mech, who was one of the many suits Scrooge had bought for him, and sat down. "Have I not given you word that you are to arrive at an early time on this day?"

"Yes, sir. Please, try to understand that I was making merry yesterday. So much had happened, that I could hardly remember my promise. I swear I will try to make it up." Optimus pleaded, but the white mech with scarlet optics did not pay any head to his words.

"Optimus Cratchit, this tardiness shall not go unpunished. I have set certain rules and I expect them to be followed, no other excuse." Megatron Scrooge then walked over to the quivering mech and glared down at him. "You have given me no other alternative, and therefore I am about...to raise your salary."

Silence fell upon the office, and Optimus Cratchit was lost for words. Did his master actually say those very words? Had he gone mad or did Megatron Scrooge gone mad? The whiter mechs serious expression was suddenly shifted to a bright, happy expression as he suddenly laughed hard and cheerfully as he then took Optimus's hand and stood him up. "A Merry Christmas, Optimus."

"Sir? are you alright? Maybe I should send for a doctor?"

"Oh, no. Don't think that I have lost all of my senses, my dear mech. I am just so happy. Haha! I have never been more happier than I have ever lived." Megatron Scrooge chuckled and then held his employee's hand much tighter, but not so as to harm him but to rather show how serious his words were. "I am giving you a raise, Optimus. And, as of today and all the rest of my years, I will swear upon my grave that I will do everything I can to help you and your struggling family."

"My family? How did you..." Optimus questioned but was interrupted when Megatron Scrooge fetched through his desk and pulled out a bundle of coins and handed it to him.

"All of those questions will be answered right after you go and fetch some coal for the fire. It is so cold in here, one might turn into a icicle in here. You go do that, and I shall be waiting with some Christmas punch that I have just prepared." Megatron Scrooge answered as he led Optimus Cratchit put the door and patted his shoulder with tenderness. Before Optimus could turn around to his master, the door had instantly closed behind him and from inside laughter could be heard as well as singing.

Optimus was still unsure about his masters state of mind, but then it hit him. If Megatron Scrooge had not mentioned his family, he would not have given him that raise. True he never said anything about his family to his master, but he then remembered that prayer he had made on that Christmas Eve night. Could Megatron Scrooge been the anonymous mech who had brought all of the gifts, the large tin foiled turkey, and the certificate of operation for Tiny Bee? He was insure, but he had a strong feeling that Megatron Scrooge had indeed changed. And the change was a life saver, for both Optimus Cratchit and his family and for Megatron Scrooge.

And Megatron was true to his word. He was good and kinder mech and master than he ever was, even better. He had kept Christmas alive and true to his spark, and he had brought great joy and happiness to all he knew. And to Tiny Bee...who was healed of his lameness, Megatron Scrooge had became a second father. Megatron Scrooge knew how to keep Christmas alive as much as any living being in all the galaxy could. May that be said to all of us, be it Cybertronain or human. Christmas shall always be alive in our hearts, as long as we remember that it is the time when all are given a second chance to change, an no other change was greater than that of Megatron Scrooge. Primus bless us, Everyone.

*Authors Note*
(Ta Da! The End! I do hope that you have all enjoyed my version of A Christmas Carol, and I wish everyone a Merry Christmas. I would personally like to thank newbienovelistRD, GoldGuardian2418, and EmeraldMoonGem for aiding me in writing this holiday tale. A Merry Christmas to all, and a very Happy New Year.)