Prologue
It was a quiet day at the autobot base.
Ratchet was experimenting with radio frequencies at his station.
Bulkhead and Miko were gone off roading, while bumblebee and Raphiel were scanning the conspiracy website.
The other team members were also occupied with their own tasks.
Arcee showed jack how she polishes her blades as Optimus stood silently nearby, arms folded over his chestplates.
Jack noticed Optimus seemed a little tense. "Is he mad about something?" he said, looking at Optimus. arcee glanced at Optimus and spoke. "i doubt it. He just sometimes gets lost in thought. It is best to snap him out of it if hes been like that for too long."
Optimus, who hadn't even noticed he'd zoned out, felt a gentle tap on his thigh. He looked down to see arcee smiling at him. She then said over short band, *you good? *
Optimus replied with a simple nod, before hearing ratchet call to him from his workstation.