A/N: OH MAH GOSH! I AM SO SORRAY! XD I didn't mean to leave this story for so long. (I didn't forget about it, I just have an awful sense of time.) OH MAH GOSH! This thing has been ROTTING! I SWEAR I DID NOT MEAN TO!

REVIEWS

Zrexheartz: XD she's so cooky!

I Am Blueberry: XD Shadow Stalker is going to be one hell of a sparkling

Autobotschic: You should really teach her not to dig in Unicronia's stuff. She keeps some weird things. XD She's probably not. It's probably a sex slave or something for Mimic.

Shadow Stalker glared at Optimus as he carried her against his chest. He smiled at her, and shut his mask. Shadow Stalker glared. "Don't you dare!"

Optimus opened his mask quickly. "Peek-a-boo!"

Shadow Stalker's face lit up with joy, and giggled wracked through her body. They quickly stopped her face filled with anger. "Creation of a glitch!"

Optimus smirked. "It's funny."

"Shut your lip components. Fine Unicronia and have her fix this!"

"I did warn you to stay away from Unicronia, did I not?" Optimus glanced down at Shadow Stalker, I told you so written all over his face.

"You did, but in my defense Unicronia was not around."

"So you stole it?"

The tiny Shadow Stalker frowned. "No!"

"And you lie. You make an awful sparkling."

Unicronia stared at the helm in front of her. She half way done molding it, and was very pleased with the outcome. "Maybe I should have been a mad Decepticon scientist!" She laughed as she slapped her knee. "I crack myself up."

The femme began humming as Silas walked out onto a metal balcony. "Is that the Mecha?"

"The mech?"

"The mecha!"

"Alright, seriously." Unicronia glared down. "It's pronounced mech."

"Mecha."

Unicronia groaned. "I just have one last part. Do you have a spark, and energon?"

"Spark?"

"You can't have a mech without a spark! I mean, if you wanted a lover or something, then you'll need it to have a –"

"Lo-lover?"

Unicronia frowned at the man. "Ohhhh. This is awkward now. You wanted a MECHA!"

Silas glared at the femme. "Yes. A mecha that I could pilot!"

Unicronia turned to the silver machine. "This is embarrassing. I thought you wanted a living mech. HEh. Wow. My bad."

"You can build a mech?"

Unicronia snorted. "Pshh! No."Unicronia turned back to the mech she built which looked oddly like Perceptor. "I'm going to need to melt this fragger down."

Shadow Stalker stared up at Perceptor as he used his alt-mode to examine her energon, and a metal sample. "Wow." Perceptor transformed, and frowned. "Whatever you got into really did a number on your systems. It seems everything in your frame has shrunk." Perceptor sighed. "Your parts still have all their age, but they are just smaller."

"What about my Processor?" Shadow Stalker asked looking very worried.

Perceptor frowned. "I'm still waiting for Ratchet to send the scans from before. From what I can tell, your mentallity is shifting back. I think it's best if you find Unicronia."

"I haven't seen her." Shadow Stalker frowned. "She wasn't in Wheeljack's lab this morning, and she wasn't in her lab either. Those are the only two places I know to look."

Optimus sighed. "Perceptor, do you know where she might be?"

Perceptor shook her helm. "No, those would be the only two places that I can think of. She was planning on testing a new telescope enhancement. She would only test that at night though."

Shadow Stalker frowned. Her face scrunching up in thought. "I haven't known her long enough to guess where she might be hiding."

Optimus sighed. "Fine Wheeljack, and you might find her as well." He picked Shadow Stalker up, and began walking.

"Hey! Put me down, Slagger!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

Optimus's face mask closed, and then opened. "Peek a boo!" Shadow Stalker burst into giggles, and Optimus smiled. He could get used to this.

Unicronia frowned her enery levels dropped below 43 percent. She couldn't think straight when she ran out of energon. "Hey! I need fuel."

The man she was calling out for ignored her as he watched a monitor.

"Hey." She mumbled. "I said I need FUEL!"

The man jumped and turned around. He took an ear bud out of his ear and smiled. "Yes?"

"I need fuel."

"Unleaded or Diesel?"

Unicronia stared at the guy. Her optics driving into his very soul. "I have a death ray."

"I have a goldfish." He smiled.

Unicronia frowned. "I have a whore!"

"I have a wife."

"I have a life beam!"

"I have cash!"

"I... I... I dislike you." Unicronia frowned. "I need fuel."

"I asked you if you wanted unleaded or Diesel?"

"I don't use your slagging gas!"

The man frowned. "Oh. Wow. This is awkward. I think you'll have to starve."

Unicronia a deep breath. "Autobots don't hur- What the frag am I saying? I'm not an Autobot." Unicronia stomped forward, she leveled herself with the human. "Tell your leader I'm not working unless I get fuel. GOOD fuel."

Wheeljack laid on the medical berth smiling as Ratchet dug around in his chassis. "There's no internal damage. You're really lucky this time, Fragger. Why would you try and build a grenade launcher with explosives anyway?"

"I ran out of smart sounding reasons to blow up."

Ratchet slammed the panels closed. "Rot in the pit."

"Wait! Ratchet, I can't move! You immobilized me!"

"Good! You can rot in the pit!"

Wheeljack frowned. "since when is the pit your med bay?"