When I wake up, it's morning. I sigh before getting up, preparing myself to meet Ratchet. I step out of my room and run into the one and only Ratchet. He was laying on the floor in front of my door and I had tripped over him. So now I was laying on the floor next to him.

Once I recovered from the shock of falling, I open my eyes, inadvertantly closing them when I fell. That's when I notice that Ratchet was awake, probably from me falling over him.

"So, in order for me to fall for you, you have to lay in front of my door?", I ask, a lopsided grin on my face.

Ratchet laughs before getting up and helping me up.

"So... about yesterday... why'd you kiss me?", Ratchet asks.

I freeze before grinning. "You gotta figure that out yourself, Doc!" I skip off and he calls to me, "my name is not Doc."

"Sure thing, Grumpy", I yell back at him. He chuckles in confusion. I hear this and skid to a stop.

"Hey, now you're Happy!!", I exclaim. He looks at me confused and I grin. He still has no clue I'm referencing Snow White. I walk into the main room and see Miko. I tell her that I just called Ratchet three of the seven dwarves.

She laughs and I grin. Ratchet walks into the room and goes to the computer to work.

Nebula and Arcee came up to me and saw I was watching Ratchet.

"So...", Nebula started. "What happened last night?"

I blush and pull them to the far corner of the room, away from Ratchet.

"I couldn't work up the courage to tell him that I like him so I just kissed him and then ran off before he could question me. Then this morning he asked about it and I told him he had to figure it out himself so if he asks you about don't say anything.

"You know, he stayed outside your room all night...", Arcee says.

"Oh, so that explains why I tripped on him when I came out", I say like it's no big deal.

Arcee and Nebula look at me dumbfounded before they both start to laugh. I laugh with them and we made our way past Bulkhead and Bumblebee. I overhear Miko say to Jack. "They're like a bunch of high school girls gossiping about something or someone. It's weird..."

I giggle at Miko's comment, which caught Nebula and Arcee's attention. I tell them what Miko said and they laugh too.

Optimus then comes out and splits us into four groups to get the relics. Bee, Nebula, and Arcee, Bulkhead by himself, Ratchet, Wheeljack, and I, and then Optimus by himself as well. So groups of one and three? Hmm... Ratchet wasn't very pleased with the idea of Wheeljack.

I turn to Optimus. "How about I go with you and Arcee goes with Bulkhead so that way there's two on each team to get the relics?"

He considers my suggestion and agrees to part of it. "I would prefer you to go with Ratchet and Wheeljack as Ratchet will need the most back up."

I sigh. "Okay."

When we walk through the bridge, Wheeljack is there, tossing a grenade up and catching it.

"The boss thought you needed more backup, huh? More than this tiny scrap of an-", he stops when he notices my glare. We had only met once before but we had never talked.

"Hey, I'm not tiny! I'm taller than Arcee and I can kick your butt to Cybertron if I wanted to!", I snap

"Are you sure she's not a Decepticon?", he whispers loudly to Ratchet. I huff and growl at him.

"I am not a Decepticon. For your information, I am very much an Autobot like my father. Just because I look like my mother does not mean I will follow who she followed!", I snap.

Ratchet sighed before returning to the original question, cutting any further questions about my loyalty due to my appearance and  attitude.

"If you must know, Optimus feels strongly that you require supervision", Ratchet says. I snort. Totally, Ratchet, totally.

Ratchet gives me a quick, playful glare before walking past Wheeljack.

"I'll be sure to be on my best behavior, Doc", Wheeljack says.

"Please don't call me 'Doc'", the Doc says.

"Whatever you say... Sunshine", Wheeljack says as Ratchet keeps walking away. Ratchet stops and I burst out laughing, unable to contain it anymore. I hear Ratchet groan, causing me to laugh harder.

"Oh, that's better what I call him whenever he asks me not to call him Doc", I laugh.

Wheeljack looks at me, amused. "What do you call him?"

"It depends on his mood. If he's grumpy, I call him Grumpy. If he's happy, I call him Happy. If he's sleepy, I call him Sleepy. That one doesn't happen a lot and Sneezy never happens. There hasn't been a time with Bashful yet but there was one time with Dopy. Oh that was hilarious!!", I say, starting to laugh again.

Wheeljack looks confused and I go over to him and whisper, "look up Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. Just don't tell the Doc because it's fun seeing the looks of comfusion."

A few minutes later, he snorts and we head into his ship. That's when I realize there are only two seats. One for the pilot and one for the passenger.

I let Ratchet take the passenger seat and I sit on the floor between them. It was kinda fun actually.

Wheeljack conversed with Ratchet but I don't pay attention. At least,  I wasn't til Wheeljack said there was a bogey on our tail.

"Soundwave!", Ratchet snarls. I perk up at that. One of my only friends on the warship? He's following us? Cool beans, maybe I'll talk to him. Scrap... I hope I don't have to fight him. Well, it's better than Megatron.

"He's probably going to the same coordinates we are", I pipe up. Ratchet looks down at me, surprised, probably having forgotten that I was there. I'm good at doing that.

There was a jolt and I realize Soundwave must be shooting at us.

"You might want to grab onto something", Wheeljack smirks. I look around... there's nothing for me to hold onto. That's when someone starts pulling me up onto their lap. I realize I am not sitting on Ratchet's lap, my feet facing towards Wheeljack. I instantly realize what's happening and quickly wrap my hands around Ratchet's neck in order to hold myself from falling onto the ceiling as Wheeljack takes us upside down. When he does so, it freaks me out and I hide my face against Ratchet, causing him to tense up. Or it could be the fact that we are freaking upside down!!

"Are you trying to send us to the scrap-yard?", Ratchet yells.

As soon as we're not upside down, I relinquish my hold on Ratchet and try to get off his lap but he holds me there.

"Just in case he pulls something like that again", he whispers. I blink before resting my head against Ratchet's chest, having liked the feeling of it earlier. He was surprised but eventually relaxed and even put his arm around me. I felt safe, even though we were chasing down and shooting a con.

That's when Soundwave releases Lazerbeak. Wheeljack, not knowing what it was, asks "What was that?"

Ratchet responds. "Soundwave's surveillance drone, Lazerbeak."

"She's really friendly when she's not shooting at you", I mutter, forgetting that Wheeljack didn't know that I spent some time on the warship.

"And how do you know that?", Wheeljack asks.

I freeze. Scrap... "um... It's a long story..."

Lazerbeak had started shooting at us. I groan and lean into Ratchet, though I have no clue why. His grip on me tightens as he looks down at me. All this erratic flying is making me feel kinda sick... and Cybertronians don't get sick from this kind of flying. Something is not right with me...

Ratchet tries to tell Wheeljack to follow Soundwave and that Lazerbeak is just a distraction but all Wheeljack says is "I welcome a good distraction."

"Wheeljack, you're a scrub", I mutter. Both bots looks at me weirdly and I shrug, my eyes getting heavy. "Ratchet, I don't feel so good..."

Ratchet looks at me worried but then gets surprised by Lazerbeak. I chuckle slightly, but laugh when Ratchet screams when we almost run into a cliff.

After this, I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer and I pass out.