Ideas were popping inside my head again :) Tell me what you think.

"MIKO!"

The Asian girl simply snickered at the medics anger. What a brilliant prank she had made on him, probably her best yet! She snuck to the corner of the room, right where an angry Jack and a fearful Raf stood. The teenager looked at Miko with fury in his eyes, and grabbed her by the arms. "Do you know what you just did?" He growled, shaking her slightly. She simply rolled her eyes at him, and was just about to answer when something picked her up by the waist, and next thing she knew, she was facing an enraged Autobot who looked about to blow a circuit.

"MIKO!" He snapped, and that seemed to be the only thing he could manage to say. Miko looked at his chest, and held back a burst of laughter. There, painted on his chest plate, was a pink bikini, and her and Bulkhead had even painted the ends of his fingers pink. "Who did this with you!" He demanded, regaining his speech. Miko simply crossed her arms, and shook her head. Ratchet gritted his teeth at her, and shook her slightly, making her feel dizzy. "WHO?"

"Bulkhead! Who else did you expect Doc?" She questioned. "It isn't that bad you know. If you just slimmed down you'd be ready for bikini season." Ratchet was just about ready to squish the little Human in his servo, when a hand was placed on his shoulder plate. The CMO looked up to see the face of Optimus.

"Old friend, is this really necessary?" He said, and Ratchet looked to the floor in shame. "Miko will get her punishment, I will make sure of that, but you Ratchet, go wash yourself off outside." Optimus said, looking him over once more. Ratchet sighed, and set Miko down, and gave her once last death glare before stomping out of Base, grumbling old Cybertronian under his breath. All those Human kids annoyed him greatly, but Miko, Miko had a, special, place on his hate list, and that was a long list. Why had they have to see them fighting? The medic could have been lounging around, organizing his tools undisturbed, peaceful and happy. But of course. They just had to come.

He transformed into his alt mode once outside, and drove towards the town. He had never actually taken one of those, 'car washes', but he had seen them before, and they looked quite enjoyable. Jack usually waxed Arcee once in a while, and she said it was like a massage, but Bulkhead had once gone through the car wash, and said it was like going through an entire spa! Could Ratchet use one of those.

The medic drove up to it, grumbling even louder at the line he had to wait in. Well, it actually wasn't that bad of a line, but he was tired, and in a very, very bad mood. Finally, he reached the front, and drove into the tunnel. First, he was blasted with water, which was cold and refreshing, next her was scrubbed down with soap, which felt strange against his metal hide. He was scrubbed back down with water, which he groaned in pleasure at. Bulkhead was right, it did feel like a spa. He could see people looking at him through the large window on the side, though one face seemed to be sticking out more than the rest.

A small Human Sparkling peered through the window, several other older children rolling their eyes at the child as she pressed her face against the window. It was probably his appearance, since he was an emergency vehicle, but the child's stare was starting to annoy him. He simply ignored her until he got out into the parking lot. He felt clean and happy for once, sparkling in the sunlight. He sighed in content, and felt him limbs beginning ache. How long had he been in vehicle mode? He didn't exactly go out of Base a lot, and his body still wasn't used to changing into his alternate form.

He drove away from the car wash, and drove towards the front, but before he could even get out, a Human ran in front of him, blocking his path. And he recognized her as the same small Human in the window. She blocked his path, and walked towards his side, tapping. "Excuse me mister." She said in a small voice that made him slightly more annoyed, if that were even possible. "The big kids says you're a doctor. I don't like doctors very much, but I wanna be one when I grows up." Ratchet could barely stand all the grammar mistakes she was making. "Can you show me how to be a doctor?" She questioned, rocking on her heels as she looked at his door with big emerald green eyes.

Ratchet mentally rolled his optics at her. "No. I'm very busy. Now buzz off." He growled, revving his engine. She simply stood there, looking up at him with pleading eyes. Ratchet knew this was what Human adults considered, 'cute', her dirty blonde hair barley past her shoulders, most of it flowing into her face. But, he wasn't a push over, no way no how. He had had enough of Human children today. A beam of light shot in front of him, and Ratchet felt his body tense. In front of prowled to purple cars, edging closer and closer to him. Decepticons.

Why today, of all days? He knew this was how Jack and Arcee had met, and really didn't want the Human Sparkling prodding at his door to become his responsibility. He was too bust being a medic to become a Guardian at the same time! But he had no time to think, and all his processer said to do was grab the girl and go. And opening his door, his seatbelts sprung away from the seat, and entangled the toddler as the seatbelts pulled her into his interior. She was too shocked by the action to scream in fear, and froze up in the leather seat, eyes darting from side to side.

Ratchet skidded forwards, almost crashing into the 'Cons. He needed back up, or at least to get out of the town and loose the 'Cons. Driving down the street, he set off his sirens, and the cars around immediately pulled over, letting him through. How he now loved his alt form. He was going past 50 miles per hour right about now, and he just kept going higher. He didn't need gas, he ran on energon, so he could go on for some time. But so could the 'Cons. He had gotten out of the town, and though it was barely out of sight, the troopers behind him transformed, running after his alt form.

Ratchet cursed under his breath, and transformed, the girl flying out of him as he did so. Ratchets fists tightened into a ball, and he looked towards the Decepticons in front of him. "Decepticons." He growled. The drones just stared at him blankly, raising their weapons, and Ratchet put a digit to his helm.

-Ratchet to Base, come in Base- His voice sounded urgent, and he hated that.

-Ratchet, is everything alright?- Arcee said, probably after hearing the sound of gunfire.

-I'm currently under attack, I'm in need of backup!- Ratchet yowled in pain as one blast hit his knee, making him topple over.

-We'll be right there-

The comm ended, and Ratchet snarled towards the Decepticons, who blasted him further. Ratchet felt the blasts hit his hide, and grinded his teeth in pain. Before he could even try to get up, he felt cold metal touch his helm, and looked up to see the 'Con had placed his gun right onto his head. "HEY!" Ratchets optics flicked towards the source of the voice, and his optics widened in surprise. The Human stood in front of him, chest puffed out in bravery. "You leave him alone you, you big BULLY!" She spat, and Ratchet wished he could have face palmed right about now.

The other 'Con looked towards her, and walked towards her. Now the girls bravery had vanished, and she cowered away in fear at the giant red eyed monster. It's shadow casted over her, and reached out towards her. She ran away, hiding behind a large boulder, though it really didn't do her any good. Ratchet watched as the Decepticon holding him down watched his teammate, and swiftly got out his blade, stabbing him in the chest. The 'Con paused for a moment before falling over, energon pouring from his chest plate. Ratchet looked towards the 'Con, ready to fight him, but found Arcee and Bumblebee had already taken care of the problem, letting him scramble away.

Ratchet walked over to them, and Arcee put her hands on her hips, looking at him irritably. "Really Ratchet, really?" Ratchet cocked an optic ridge at the femme, who simply rolled her own. "Look what Bee found." Ratchet looked over, and groaned even louder than before. Bumblebee stood a few feet away from Arcee, toddler sitting in her servo. Bumblebee actually wasn't looking at Arcee or Ratchet, but was making soft whirrs towards the girl, and she was actually answering.

Bumblebee made several beeps and whirrs, and she smiled. "My names Sophie." She said, and pointed towards him. "Who are you?" Bumblebee answered with several whirrs, and she giggled. "That's a funny name." She pointed over to Arcee. "And who's she?" Bumblebee answered with another short beep. "Oh, and him?" Bumblebee answered once more. "Oh, hi Watchet!" She said, waving over to him. Bumblebee chuckled at the way she said his name, and Arcee couldn't help but let out a short laugh at it as well.

Ratchet simply crossed his arms. "It's R-atchet. Not, W-atchet." He growled. Sophie cringed back a little at his angry voice, and Bumblebee brought her to his chest plate, glaring at Ratchet. Arcee gave him the same glare, giving his arm a small slap. Ratchet rolled his optics at her, and Arcee simply ignored him, looking towards Sophie.

"And how old are you sweetie?" Ratchet could barely believe his audio receptors at the sound of Arcee's voice. She'd never spoke in such a kind tone to anyone in her entire life cycle. Sophie slowly counted her fingers, and held out four small fingers to the femme, who smiled. "Wow, you're a big girl." She said, and Sophie nodded excitedly. "Can you just come with us Sophie?" Arcee questioned, and Sophie nodded again.

With that, Bumblebee set her down, and all three transformed. Though Bumblebee had his door open, Sophie ran over to Ratchet. "I wanna sit with Watchet." Sophie rocked on her heels, and Ratchet reluctantly opened his door, allowing her to climb in. Once inside, Ratchet placed the seatbelt over her chest, and began rolling back to Base, right behind Arcee and Bumblebee. "Watchet, where we going? Watchet, what are we doing? Watchet, what-?"

"No more questions until we get back to Base." He snapped, and Sophie quieted down then, and Ratchet felt a small tinge of guilt, but he couldn't take anymore of her questions, he had a headache as is with all the thoughts of what Optimus might say. Yes, Miko, Jack, and Raf knew of their existence, but Sophie was barely out of her toddler age, Primus, she was still a toddler! Could she keep the secret? And what worried him more, what would Agent Fowler do when he found out? He'd been mad enough when he found out about the three, but what would he say to Optimus about this one?

Ratchet sighed, mentally shaking his head as they entered the Base. Bulkhead stood chatting with Miko, probably about something along the lines of either Slash Monkey, or monster trucks. Jack and Raf sat on the couch, tongues stuck out in determination as they played against eachother in a racing game, and Optimus stood near the entrance, looking at Ratchet with concern. "Are you alright Ratchet?" He questioned.

Ratchet breathed in deeply. "Optimus, I have a surprise."