It has been about a month since my sister and I found ourselves living with the Autobots and apart from my sister sneaking into my room to mooch some chocolate from me and Ratchet chasing her around attempting to remove it from her grasp, not much had happened. Jazz had been away on a mission to retrieve a couple of new Autobots who had made planet-fall about a week ago in Argentina.

Apparently the identity of the 'bots that have landed has left both Ironhide and Ratchet very VERY pissed off. All I've been hearing for the past few days every time I pass either mech is mutterings of 'suicidal, psychotic fraggers' and 'I've been rather happy without those two around'. Oh well, whoever they are, they are bound to keep things around here interesting. I suppose I would find out more about them when they arrive back with Jazz. Optimus had informed me that my guardian would be returning sometime this afternoon. Did I happen to mention that while my guardian was away I had been staying with Prime? I swear the poor mech needs a holiday. The amount of stress he must be under with the war going on, dealing with idiotic government officials who don't see him as anything other than a machine and all the repairs needed for when Ironhide 'accidentally' blows apart military assets….I'm surprised he hasn't had a nervous breakdown yet!

At the moment, I found myself sitting in a hangar that doubled as his office. I sighed as he seemed to be staring for over an hour at the same datapad that Ratchet had given him. He obviously needed a break….and he appeared to be really really dirty. From where I was sitting, I could see dirt and dust from the road caking his legs, shoulders and back. I could imagine how uncomfortable that would be since the stupid government still hadn't completed construction of the wash rack and still wouldn't for another six months! I seriously couldn't leave the poor guy like that!

"Hey Optimus…"

"hmmm?," He appeared to shutter his optics before turning his attention to me, " what is it? Do you require something?"

" You look like you need a break Prime, not to mention you're absolutely filthy. So, you are going to go outside, transform yourself and I am going to give your vehicle mode a wash"

" That is not necessary"

"I beg to differ. All that dirt and dust looks terrible, not to mention it looks uncomfortable"

" There is no need to trouble yourself femme"

"Its not up for discussion. You need a wash and you need one now!"

"Are all human femmes this determined"

"Yes"

"Then I shall comply with your request"

I swear I have never seen a giant alien mech pout before I coerced Optimus into agreeing to a carwash. I agreed to meet him outside as I ran to get bottles of Autoglym bodywork shampoo, super resin polish and high definition wax that I had left over from my own car (which was sitting relatively undriven since Jazz always seemed offended if I didn't want to drive with him).

Running outside, I grinned as I saw that Optimus had done as I requested and transformed into his vehicle mode. I apologized to him in advance when I had to hose him down before I could start cleaning him. No-one likes cold showers after all. I think he was grateful though that I filled up the tub of vehicle shampoo with hot water because over the hours I spent cleaning him ,he seemed to sink further and further down on his wheels and relax- thank goodness. By the time I had polished and waxed him, most of the afternoon was gone and I was tired. Cleaning a truck that big on your own is really exhausting…

"Ok Optimus. I'm done"

"…."

"uhhh Optimus? You can transform now"

"…"

"Brilliant. I've managed to send him to sleep. Now what am I gonna do? Annnnnnnnd now I'm talking to myself. Juuuuuuuuust great"

"I was wonderin' where ya got to lil' femme. How could ya be so cruel as to not be there when ya guardian comes home with new friends"

I almost jumped as I heard Jazz behind me. How a mech his size could sneak up on me without making a noise I will never know. Turning around, I saw my guardian and two mechs behind him, one yellow and one red.

"Would you stop sneaking up on me Jazz, you sneaky fragger!"

"Aww that hurts lil' femme. Ain't ya happy to see me"

"I'll be happy when I'm less tired"

" That's too bad then. I wanted to introduce ya to our newest additions. The red one is Sideswipe and the yellow one is his twin Sunstreaker"

" uh huh….can you help me wake up the boss now since he kinda fell asleep when I washed him"

"I kinda noticed the bossbot looked all shiny. Ya used the good stuff?"

"Don't I always?"

"Ok. I'll help ya wake him up after ya wash me too"

"what? You've got to be kidding. What's in it for me?"

"my undying love"

"you offered me that last time"

"I'll sneak us out ta the street races"

"….fine. Hurry up then. You're lucky your so small it won't take me long to wash you"

"hey!"

"Shut up and transforms"

"Yes Ma'am!"

I rolled my eyes and smirked as Jazz gave me a mock salute and transformed. The fragger is lucky I like him. I almost laughed as I noticed the twins openly gaping at the whole exchange.

"You boys better run- I'll bet Ratchet will be looking for you to give you a checkup"

Faster than I could say Megatron, both mechs transformed and sped away in a screech of tires. I couldn't help but think that no matter where they hide, Ratchet will find them. Sighing, I turned back towards Jazz and got my cleaning products ready again. My guardian better appreciate this…..