Optimus Prime awoke from his recharge with a searing processor ache. He had the sinking feeling something sinister was going down. He got out of his berth and headed toward Teletraan 1 to see Bumblebee sitting on the floor eating waffles. "Um, Bumblebee? What are you doing? Your system can't process Earth food." Bumblebee continued to chew. "I'm not processing them. I'm just chewing on them." Optimus peeked behind the small mech's back to see a large pile of chewed waffles. "That can't be good for your dentals, but as Sari would say, 'whatever floats your boat'."
"OPTIMUS!! I have some Decepticon activity on the radar!" Ratchet rasped from the large pile of monitors. Optimus did a silly walk over to Ratchet, just to annoy the older (so much older) mech. Ratchet glowered at Optimus before reporting about the activity he'd seen. "Well, what we have here are two Decepticon jets, probably going to scout out a potential energon deposit. From what I gather, they're going to a remote area wit