Steeljaw's pinkie digit had healed over the next few days. Well he technically grew a new pinkie  digit because the wound had been so well preserved and kept cleaned from changing the wrapping after a range of time.His left leg has also been restoring itself due to the same reasons. It has been three weeks since he ran into the apparently wrong yard. Though having a leg healing from a big wound turned out to leave SteelJaw limping in his wolf mode.

SteelJaw, in his wolf mode, limps to the basement door.

"Hmm..." SteelJaw said, seeing someone new in the kitchen.

It is a young boy cutting carrots.

He looks nothing like the boy 'Rusty' SteelJaw had seen with the two Autobots in the forest. This boy has some freckles, one eye bigger than the other, big ears that stood out, and he wore a shirt with the image 'save the trees!'  Promotional picture with a recycle marking below those words. This boy is Josh Walkman; Widney's next door neighbor. Josh is tapping his right shoe on the floor while singing in a low voice.

"So I'm going all the way," Josh sings, and then goes off to cut some tomatoes.  "Until I get there,because nothing is going to stop me now, there's no such thing as visible deep dark secrets, they make me walk, they make me learn, because it's where my secrets hide." The sliced tomatoes land on the plate as he continues the melody.  "Don't poke too much."

Josh turns away flipping the knife into the air then catches it by the handle.

What the pits?, SteelJaw thought, how self-aware is this human?

"Oh, oh, oh!" Josh walks backwards smoothly making his way down the kitchen. "So I'm going all the way, oh yeah, until I get there, nothing is going to stop me now!" He uses his right shoe to slide open a drawer then flips the knife into the drawer. "Nothing going to stop me now!"

SteelJaw came forward watching the distracted boy.

This kid has talent, SteelJaw thought to himself watching Josh take out a loaf of bread from the cabinet.

"Yeah,yeah,yeah." Josh echoes, juggling the two pieces of bread.  "Don't poke too much, because this unknown space is where my secrets hide, it's where my secrets-" He  turns around only to see SteelJaw. "Run!"

Josh catches the two pieces of bread.

 Widney came into the kitchen with a vacuum.

"Josh, I told you to leave after dropping off the package!" Widney shouts over the active vacuum.

"You got a blue wolf in the house!" Josh shouts, pointing his free hand after SteelJaw.

"I can't hear you!"  Widney said, putting her hand beside her ear.

"Blue wolf in the house!" Josh shakes his hand.

"...OUT NOW, Josh!" Widney demands. "And take that plate with the carrots! I forbid anyone to talk about TLC's stupid TV show about  what-the-hell-the-little-girl's name is in my house!" She points to the exit. "Stop making yourself home every time! I mean, really, it is ridiculous."

"I can't hear you!" Josh shouts back.

SteelJaw uses the opportunity to sneak his way past Widney.

"GET YOUR TLC VIEWING ASS OUT OF HERE!" Widney demands.

"Okay, I heard that!" Josh speeds off with the bred, the plate, the tomatoes, and the sliced carrots.

SteelJaw ran right into the transparent door to the backyard sending him falling over on the floor on his side. The way SteelJaw had landed on the rug made it seem he is resting.He could hear the big blaring noise out of the kitchen.Max is on the couch with his tongue hanging out acting calm during Widney's vacuuming.  How lucky is this domestic pet?, SteelJaw thought getting up on his four legs, to not mind excruciating noise is a dream come true. SteelJaw looks to towards the doors then pats on it lightly to make sure he had not been blocked by an invisible force field.

It is not an invisible force field.

It is a window that remarkably has been cleaned well.

Max makes a hard gruff bark.

Widney paid no attention as he continued vacuuming the apartment ignoring the partially open basement door. SteelJaw slid the door open where he is greeted by the tweets of birds, the cool breeze going through his fur, and a clean backyard. There is not a sign SteelJaw had been the unfortunate victim to a shot gun blast remaining on the grassy field. There is a doghouse with a comfortable appealing bed, a bowl, and a brown stick stuck into the ground nearby the little dog house with a rope wrapped around it.

"See you, loser." SteelJaw said, with a snicker.

SteelJaw limps his way out of the house and continues limping towards the fence.

"Come on, leg." SteelJaw said, limping forwards.

SteelJaw fell on his side.

"Slag it." SteelJaw said.

Max strolls right over, then, drops a red ball.

"What do you want?" SteelJaw asks, glaring up towards Max.

Max barks at him.

"I am not playing fetch." SteelJaw said.

Max backs up, lowers his head, and makes a defensive position and shows his fangs.

"Fine!" SteelJaw said, using his paw's claws to pick the ball up. SteelJaw then throws the ball right over the fence.

Max barks then jumps over the fence running after the red ball.

"What a strange pet." SteelJaw mused out loud.

SteelJaw attempted to prompt himself up once more but his stubborn left leg wobbled then sent him landing on his side. How could he, the mech who should bring the Decepticon cause back up again, be weakened by a recovering injury? It was not right. Not at all right. Soon after five minutes Max came back with the ball in his mouth wagging his tail.

Max dropped the ball.

The ball is covered in drool.

"Eww,gross." SteelJaw said, staring at the red disgusting red ball.

Max barks at SteelJaw.

"I am the unluckiest Decepticon, ever." SteelJaw said, reluctedly picking up the ball.  "NOW FETCH THIS!"

SteelJaw throws the ball a great distance.

Max barks turning around then jumps over the fence following the red ball's scent. Max ran across a busy road, through a picnic, through a yard sale, and through a construction site. Max kept going after the flying ball as he made a mess. His blue dog collar's ID tag-that is in the shape of a dog bone--swings side to side as a result of the running Max is doing.

"Sideswipe, where did you put my car soap?" Strongarm asks, standing in the way of the wide television screen to a video game being played by Rusty and Sideswipe.

"Uh..." Sideswipe turns to the left pressing buttons on the game console.  "I don't know."

"Hey, StrongArm, you're in the way!"  Rusty said.

Rusty's characters get killed off in the game.

"Aw man." Rusty said. "I lost; again."

"Go me, go me, go me, it's your creation date!" Sideswipe does a little dance. "Uh huh, go me, go me!"

StrongArm grabs the game console.

"My soap." StrongArm said.

Then the ball hit the back of StrongArm's helmet  and flew off hitting the back of Grimlock-who at the time is in his tyrannosaurus Rex mode-flying off into the open  sky. Max is seen running amok after the ball  going unnoticed by the ball.

"Rusty!" StrongArm said, turning around. "What was that for?"

Rusty has a 'what' reaction.

"What was 'what' for?" Rusty asks

Sideswipe grabs the game console out of StrongArm's servo and presses the restart game option.

"You know what!" StrongArm said. "You must have a part in this too! You know where my soap is."

"No," Rusty said, shaking his hands. "I do not." He looks over to Sideswipe.  "Maybe you left it near the lakeside."

"No, I couldn't." StrongArm said.

"Come to think of it, you have been 'unorganized' lately getting yourself a clean wash in the lake." Sidewipe said. "Leaving your 'sirens' out like that is totally irresponsible. I've been finding your stuff there long after your cleaning megacycle. I mean, like really, what kind of elite guard cadet leaves them out? Surely your soap must be there."

"I was busy." StrongArm said.

"Using a blowdryer to clean you off," Sideswipe said, acting unconvinced.  Sideswipe folds his arms. "Right."

"It takes a lot of work to set up the blow-dryer." StrongArm said.

"In the middle of no-where that happens to have outlets." Sideswipe said. "You got a big ship and a long cord here!" Sideswipe points off to the forest. "Go back and search for it. I guarantee it will be there. I am a troublemaker but stealing your things is a different story."

StrongArm frowns.

"I will check, but not because you said so."  StrongArm said.

"Good, then you'll be the first femme in cybertronian history to play paintball next solar cycle." Sideswipe said.

"Fine!" StrongArm said, turning away.

StrongArm transforms into her police vehicle mode then goes off into the forest leaving the two in the dust.

"Does she really leave her stuff behind, Sideswipe?"  Rusty asks.

"She sure does." Sideswipe said. "Don't fall for her 'follow the rules' attitude; she has flaws of her own."

Our scene follows after Max rushing in the forest following the ball's trail. The red ball lands near Bumblebee's large metal foot. Bumblebee is standing at the water side looking towards it deep in thought thinking back to what happened earlier leading up to his current situation. Was I supposed to be here in the beginning, Bumblebee thought, to lead a team not much experienced as the team I was part of?

Max barks joyfully.

Bumblebee turns to his left then shifted himself towards the direction Max's bark came from.

Max came out of the forest with paws out and glee in his little eyes.

"Oh, a dog." Bumbebee said, kneeling down to Max.

 Max picks up the ball into his mouth.

Bumblebee uses one hand to pet Max while looking at the  ID tag.

"Widney Winceconsin." Bumblebee said. "Your owner's name is...unusual for a human." The look in his optics brightened when he saw Max's name. "Lucky you got a common dog name."

Max turns away then runs away from Bumblebee.

Bumblebee heard the sound of a familiar engine headed his way pretty fast.

"...What brings StrongArm here in the afternoon?" Bumblebee wonders out loud, clueless.

StrongArm's vehicle mode lands in the water.

"My bad!" StrongArm's voice came to.

Bumblebee rubbed his forehelm.

"StrongArm, this is not the time to take an extra rinse." Bumblebee said.

StrongArm transforms into her robot mode with a lily pad on the top of her helmet.

"I was taking a dive." StrongArm lied. "After all it says in 2 point 9 that cadets need to have an extra rinse in case dangerous chemicals get in."

"I'll just leave you be." Bumblebee said, walking away.

Shortly after Bumblebee had left; StrongArm went on a frantic search for her armor soap.