Title: Game Plan

Summary: The Autobots finds a mysterious bot with amnesia. The bot can't remember much of anything, but she knows that she's looking for some other bot. Can they help her regain her memory and find the bot she's looking for?

Rating: K+ - T

Cybertron, Iacon Hospital

In a private room, on a berth, laid a femme bot who was very sick and didn't have a lot of time left. Beside her was her daughter. She was black and yellow and her name was Honeycomb. Her carrier, Honeybee, was dieing quickly and she wanted to spend the last moments of her time together.

"Honey, I'm sorry to leave you like this." said Honeybee, weakly.

"Save your strength mom. Don't worry about me." said Honeycomb.

"But I'm your mother. I do worry. And I don't want you to be alone. I may not know who your father is but..."

"Shh, mom it's okay. It was the only thing you can do to support the both of us"

Her mother was a exotic dancer before she got sparked. She mainly do the dances. She will berth with a few bots but not often. When she did get sparked, the mech that sparked her had offer her to stay with him. He was a nice mech, who had too much high-grade during that time, and he liked her company. When Honeycomb came out, it turns out he wasn't the Sir but he still took care of them. Honeycomb saw him as a father until he offline in a decepticon attack. After that, they had to move to Kaon and Honeybee had to became a prositute to support both herself and her sparkling.

"I know but I want you to know one thing before I go." said Honeybee.

"What is it?" asked Honeycomb.

"Remember the time I would pick up boyfreinds and we would stay with them for a bit."

"Yeah" she said. Her mother will pick up some boyfriends from time to time. Some of them were nice, most of them were not. "What about it?"

"Well the reason I stayed with them was because I was sparked at the time."

"What?" She couldn't believe it. Her mother was sparked and she didn't notice it.

"The sparkling was hardly noticeable from time to time and when I sparked him, he was ill."

"So, did he...?" Honeybee nodded.

"He did make it but I knew I couldn't take care of both of you so...I had to give him away."

"So, I have a little brother somewhere? But how do I know who he is?" said Honeycomb, who couldn't believe it.

"Before..." she pause. Her spark was starting to fade but she had to tell her this.

"Mom!" cried Honeycomb, oil was starting to leak from her optics.

She whispered something but Honeycomb was still able to hear it.

"What?"

"His name...Before I gave him up I named him so I can keep track of him from time to time." She held her daughters hand. "Honeycomb, I'm telling you this because I don't want to you to think you're alone. If you..."

"Mommy!" cried Honeycomb as she held to her mothers hand. She knew her mother's spark was fading.

"If you decided to look for him... tell him I always loved him, both of you."

And with that she spark faded away, leaving a sobbing Honeycomb by her side.

Honeycomb Point of View

I online my optics from the now distant memory. After my mother's died, I had to live on my own. I had learn how to use my body without having to sell myself using the some of the dances my mother use to do and then some. I would pickpocket some bots from some bars that were too overcharged to tell up from down or left to right. Any bot I stolen from were "honey-whipped", as I soon called it.

I became imfamous for the things I did, so to throw bots off I made up some sort of stage names. That way I can focus on my real mission without much interfence; to locate my missing brother.

I wasn't comfortable with this life style but I stick with it until I had save enough credits to buy a ship. It was a small ship but it still serve my purposes. I soon became a con artist. Traveling through space, doing business with some other con artists, like Swindle, "honey-whipping" some more bots, and looking for any clues as to where my little brother might be.

I had learn that he had enter the autoboot camp but got thrown with another mech into a space bridge repair crew for knocking a building on top of a Minor. I didn't believe it for one click. If he is as small as I heard he is how can he knock over a building that big.

Well, he will get switch to different repair crew from time to time. Anytime I give a call they will say he's no longer with them and sometimes start flirting with me, which I'll hang up immedately. But each time I call I feel like I'm getting closer.

When I finally track down the recent repair crew he was in I was excited but was also nervous. What was I going to tell him? He grow up as an ophan thinking his family is offline or something then all of a sudden some bot comes to you sawing that she's your older sister.

Well, whatever happens I at least want to see him faceplate to faceplate. But Primus had other plans when he and his crewmates went missing in space before I get a chance to call. Now he's wondering around in space somewhere probably on some distant planet with me trying to find him. That, my viewers, is the game plan.

A/N: I start school on Wednesday for some reason so things will be up a little later.