...December 24th...

...2011....1:48 PM. .

"Soundwave: sad." Came Soundwave's robotic voice.

Shockwave looked over to see the sulking tentacled dark Decepticon looking down.

"About what?" Shockwave inquired.

Soundwave lifted his head up.

"Reason: Transporting Amy away."  Soundwave said.

Shockwave sighed.

"She is not one of us by the inside." Shockwave said.

"Argument: She is becoming what we are." Soundwave argued back.

"Amy doesn't originate from our universe,Soundwave." Shockwave said.

There is a pause between the two.

"Suggestion: Why don't we get rid of Lockdown?" Soundwave asked.

"That would take time, Soundwave, a lot of it and it would be illogical as he is offline!" Shockwave said.

Soundwave looked over to a microwave machine with arms sprouting out of the sides then back to Shockwave.

"Amy: appears to be convinced he is alive." Soundwave said.

"She is thinking that because of her repeated terrible nightmares and her logic of him being real is illogical," Shockwave said. "We could institutionalize her but we can't force Amy to stay. She will find a way out." Shockwave approached the younger Decepticon.  "Logically, we must let her go."

"Confused: You never say we." Soundwave pointed out.

There is a long pause.

"Yes," Shockwave finally said. "I did."

"Inquiry: What kind of 'we' are you referring to?" Soundwave asked.

"Family," Shockwave said. "It will break Lord Megatron's spark but we must respect her wishes."

"Soundwave: will miss her." Soundwave admitted.

"We all will," Shockwave said, putting his servo on the mech's shoulder. "Logically."

Soundwave looked toward the one eyed Decepticon.

"Soundwave: envies Shockwave for lack of emotion." Soundwave admitted.

"Perhaps . . . We can make sure  Lockdown is offline." Shockwave said.

"Shockwave: proposing what Soundwave believes he is proposing?" Soundwave asked.

"That I am," Shockwave said. "Logically . . . We must get to him first before she does."

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. . .12:48 AM. . .

. . .  Nemesis. . .

I wanted to be sure that Santa Claus did exist. Well, we all know that he is NOT real! But I wanted to be sure if there was such thing as a Cybertronian Santa Clause. There was a plate of energon cookies near the large tree including a different grade of energon.  Megatron and Co were still out there getting the next energon supplies to last long enough for a Autobot hunt.

I realized then that it would mean a trip to Earth.

I always thought I wouldn't be there.

Turned out I am right.

My optics were slowly drifting to the natural position when one is recharging.

I saw the shape of a fireplace appear.

"Ho,ho,ho!"

A pair of red boot like armor appear followed by the sight of smoke rising out of the fireplace. 

"SANTA!" I bolted up.

A large cybertronian with a large belly and a white beard had came out of the fireplace. His cheek plating was a cherry red.  His optics were a innocent blue, he even had one of those old styled smoke pipes sticking half way out of his mouth, and he had a large sack over his shoulder. I hadn't seen Shockwave and Soundwave all day, and I sure wish they coulda' been here to see SANTA CLAUSE IS REAL! My jaw went slack at the sight of him.  He shook both boots from side to side getting rid of what can possibly be called space dust.

"Go to sleep, little one."  Santa said.

"You. . . You are real." I said, in shock.

"That I am." Santa said.

Santa Clause tapped on my forehead and like that I was out.

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. . . 1:50 AM. . .

. . . Nemesis. . .

Shockwave and Soundwave returned from a space bridge.

"Comment: why that was fun."

"That was the worst solar cycle I ever had."

"Add on: searching for Lockdown was fun."

"You have a strange sense of fun, Sound."

"Affirmative."

Shockwave flicked off a bit of blue energon off his shoulder.

"This reminds me why I am more of use in the lab than the field." Shockwave said.

Soundwave turned his helm in the direction of Shockwave.

"Question: Killing Lockdown wasn't enough?" Soundwave inquired.

Shockwave lowered his head.

"I am a creator not a killer." Shockwave replied.

"Contradiction: you aided in the death of Lockdown. Creators often times have to put down their creations." Soundwave said.

"Does the human version of god have to do that?" Shockwave asked, in a low voice.

Soundwave paused, stopping in his tracks.

"Reply: suppose he does."  Soundwave said.

"Does he feel guilt and regret?" Shockwave asked.

Soundwave shrugged his shoulders.

"Affirmative." Soundwave said.

"Sound, one of these solar cycles you won't be sure and there won't be a affirmative . . ." Shockwave walked into the room. He put one arm out in the path of Soundwave stopping the ninja tentacled Decepticon in his tracks. "SSShhh."

Soundwave stopped seeing a small femme curled up covered by a unusual fabric that was long and covered her entirely. It was . . . a blanket? It lacked tags. It was black and blue but mostly had the image of a big blue police box. Soundwave stared down at the recharging femme.  Soundwave had a question mark appear on his visor. He turned his helm in the direction of Shockwave.

"Question: who is that?" Soundwave asked as Shockwave took him by the elbow and went out of the room.

"Amy." Shockwave said.

"Reply: Amy is a cyber-organic, not a cybertronian." Soundwave said.

"For Christmases sake, just believe me." Shockwave said, in a low and hushed voice.