Back on Earth, the Autobots over at Autobot City were continuing to go by their everyday business while they were waiting for the girls and the rest of their teammates to return. For some, they were calm about the situation, but for others, they were worried sick.

In particular, the guardians of Sunset and the Rainbooms were the most stressed out. None of them could focus on any assignments or tasks at hand. They kept pacing back and forth in one of the loading docks, just worried out of their minds.

"Oh, I hope Applejack's okay..." Ironhide said worriedly, "With all those infernal Decepticons I wouldn't trust them to leave her be."

"I'm positive Sunset and her friends are alright Ironhide," Optimus said walking into the loading dock.

"Aren't you concerned for them too?" Jazz asked.

Optimus just gave one nod, "I am Jazz. But Sunset and her friends have shown how strong they are in the heat of battle. I have every faith that their mission will be a success."

The Autobots weren't that sure. The girls had never stepped outside into space, and with how unpredictable the Decepticon's actions and for how long they were away from Cybertron, they weren't sure what the state was going to be for them.

Everyone else on the other hand were much more calm than the states of the guardians for the girls. While they were too busy being stressed over their missing friends, the others were busy working on their own things. Some of them were transporting supplies around, others were practicing for battle, and others were just goofing off.

Hound and Indigo spent their downtime together for weapons training, but Hound also took this time to reminisce about the old war on Cybertron.

"I remember the dust was so thick on Beta-4. You had to use windshield wipers on your optic censors," Hound said as he moved a box over to another side of the room.

"Oh come on Hound, clearly that didn't stop you if you're still up. What did you and the Wreckers end up doing when you got to that Energon mine?" Indigo asked, sitting on the edge of a desk. In comparison with the Autobots, she was like the size of a little kid sitting on that desk.

Hound chuckled, "Okay, well the dust was pretty thick." Hound put the box down and stood back in front of Indigo's vision. "But then, this gigantic monster, came trumping and stomping down the mountain! And I thought for sure we doomed. But then, once we lured the monster into the mine... we've tossed a bunch of explosions down the shaft with it, and then... BOOM! BANG! KABOOM! Dead! Tons of debris and rock, tumble onto the monster, trapping inside, leaving us safe and able to live to tell the tale."

Indigo had nothing but a smirk on her face. She loved hearing Hound's war stories.

"Awesome... I almost wish I was there to give you guys a hand."

Hound chuckled, "Well you're here now, and you're lending me and the Autobots a hand so that says something. Say can you land me the wrench over there?"

Indigo gave a nod and jumped off the desk. She walked over to the tool box and used all of her strength to grab the wrench and carry it over to Hound.

"So, what are we building?" Indigo asked.

Hound chuckled, "Oh... you'll find out..."

Over in another part of the base, Lemon Zest was sitting up over in one of the towers of Autobot City. But not like any regular tower, she was sitting in a gunner seat. She sat in the chair, hands gripped onto the controls, and with a crazy grin on her face. With the gunner seat, she was able to spin in all directions, and her chair was sitting on a moving arm component so she could move the gun component in all direction, even to hit spots where the enemy was hidden from underneath.

"Okay, lets see...", Lemon said, smacking her lips. She tilted the controls to the left, sending herself and the gunner seat flying to the left.

"WHOA!" Lemon shrieked as she was sent flying to the left. She adjusted the controls to position herself right back up to normal, and took her hands off the controls for a moment. One wrong move and she would have sent herself flying again.

She tipped the arms of the gunner chair with her fingertips as she thought. What could she do? This was complicated technology. She hit the button on the side of her headset, and spoke.

"Uh, Blaster? Dude? How do you set it into the simulator mode again?" Lemon asked.

Outside of the city, on one of the paved roads, Sunny Flare and Outback were standing on one end of the road waving their arms around, trying to give directions. The two were asked to give directions to their new recruits to try and help put up road signs to keep civilians from entering in their restricted area. But it wasn't just the new recruits, Highbrow and Sugarcoat were providing a hand as well.

"No, move it two centimeters to the left!" Sugarcoat called.

The recruits slowly moved to the left as they were holding the sign, trying to move it in the exact spot that Sugarcoat requested.

"Ugh, this thing is heavy!" Shadow Flame yelled.

"You almost have it, just a little more to the left!" Sunny called.

The Autobots obeyed her order, and moved the sign more to the left. But from the amount of shaking and rattling metal that was erupting from their bodies, it didn't seem like they could hold onto it anymore.

"Just work through it Autobots, you're almost close to putting it--" Highbrow began.

Highbrow didn't finish his sentence for that moment, the side of the sign that Wasp and Shadow Flame were holding was immediately dropped onto their bodies due to the bots on the other side.

"--Down." Highbrow finished, putting a finger down.

"Wasp can't feel feet!"

"I think my converting mechanism is jammed," Shadow Flame called.

Highbrow and Sugarcoat looked to the side and watched their new recruits argue with one another. Not another one again. Sugarcoat took her glasses off and scrunched her eyes while Highbrow just held his face in his palm.

The two sighed and walked towards the new recruits that were too busy yelling at each other.

"Both of you, stop right now!" Highbrow yelled.

The two recruits didn't stop, they were still yelling at each other. They didn't even hear Highbrow shout over them. How is it that they could hear someone else yell over top of them? Highbrow sighed as he looked to Sugarcoat.

"Do you know any tricks to break up arguing?"

Sugarcoat scratched her chin for a moment, trying to think. What could she do?

"Well... how about this?"

Highbrow leaned down and Sugarcoat whispered into Highbrow's audio receptor. All Sugarcoat received was a disturbed face from Highbrow.

"That's just wrong. Maybe something less... inappropriate than doing... that, to them?"

Sugarcoat rolled her eyes, "Okay, how about this?"

"Ahem," a voice called from underneath the sign.

Highbrow looked back and his visor widened. He almost forgot about the two Autobots stuck underneath the sign that they were trying to put up. He rushed over and pulled a part of it up, allowing Shadow Flame to try and crawl away from the sign, and eventually Wasp pulled away too.

"Come on out guys," Highbrow said.

Wasp stood back on his feet, and he stretched his limbs, including twisting his head around a few times, and his arms. He had been working for so long his limbs were beginning to lock up.

He glared at the two recruits that were arguing and snarled.

"That's it. Wasp had enough of Trackbot and Strongbot fighting!" Wasp yelled.

Wasp pulled out his stinger weapons, and shot a few electric shots to Strongarm and Track's feet which eventually got them to stop fighting. Both of them were met with horrifying glares from the green Autobot, who's stinger was steaming from the blast.

"Wasp sick and tired of Strongbot and Trackbot fighting," Wasp huffed.

"You two nearly crushed Wasp and Shadow Flame because of your bickering!" Sunny yelled before sighing.

Highbrow rubbed the side of his face with two fingers, just trying to take in the situation. He had to deal with this again? After a sigh, he looked to where Shadow Flame and Wasp stood.

"Can you two still transform?"

Wasp immediately transformed into a car mode, with the engine running. He was still okay. But they had to ask that question to the shuttle robot.

Everyone waited, but they only heard hissing and gears making an awful lot of whining noise. It almost sounded like they weren't working well. Shadow Flame kept swaying his arms around, trying to convert into his space shuttle form, but nothing was happening. Maybe it needed a kick-start?

"Uh guys? I think my mechanism's jammed."

Shadow Flame backed off from the group, running to one end of the paved road getting ready to make a jump. If staying in place wasn't going to work, perhaps a running start would help.

"Okay. 3... 2... 1... BLAST OFF!!!"

Once he found himself far enough, he began a run forward heading straight for the group. Once he was a few inches away, he made a jump into the air with his body spread out like a spider, but he didn't convert. Instead his body fell flat against the path, his face digging right into more rocks.

"Did anyone see where that bus went..."

Highbrow and Sugarcoat leaned over, looking at Shadow's body who was lying flat on his chest.

"Are my arms and legs still attached?"

"Yes," Sugarcoat and Highbrow said in unison.

Sunny sighed. This wasn't their day today. Wasp waved a hand up, interrupting Sunny Flare's next response. He leaned down to help Shadow Flame back up on his feet but with how dizzy he was, he was getting out of Wasp's grip.

"And beavers and ducks and walnuts and Grandma..." Shadow said dizzily. Shadow Flame's body got out of Wasp's grip and he fell flat on his face against the ground again.

"Wasp, Outback, perhaps we should take Shadow over to Autobot City so Red Alert can take a look at him?"

The two Autobots gave nods, and they leaned down and helped pull Shadow Flame up on his feet. Then, moving underneath, the two mini-bots strung each of Shadow's arms over their shoulders, grabbing a-hold of him tightly so they could help him walk. Once they had a-hold of him, they began walking with Sunny Flare leading them on the road, directing them to Autobot City.

Highbrow and Sugarcoat watched as they left, but immediately turned around giving scowls and disapproving faces to their newest recruits.

"Okay, because you injured your own teammates due to your own bickering, you can put up the 'Road Closed' sign yourself," Highbrow said, crossing his arms.

"What!?", Strongarm and Tracks yelled.

"You two need to learn to work together, not against each other. And I think the best way to do that is for you two learn to work as one. Come on Sugarcoat, we better make sure Shadow Flame makes it back in one piece," Highbrow said.

Sugarcoat gave a nod, and began walking off with Highbrow. But she stopped for a moment to look back at them.

"Oh and one more thing. Make sure Road Rage doesn't ram the sign over. If she ever comes up this way, just ask her to transform and walk around you two," Sugarcoat said before the two began to leave.

Highbrow's body folded itself up and transformed into a dual bladed helicopter form, and his head converted into a small robot the size of Sugarcoat. The red cockpit opened up, and the two took the seats inside, buckling up. One the top closed, the helicopter began to take off and Highbrow began flying over the path, following it straight to where Autobot City was.

Far off from the base, Sour Sweet was busy sitting on a rock with Road Rage. The two of them were near the edge of the lake, and the both of them were taking their off time by fishing. Their eyes were locked onto the multiple fish that were bouncing around in the crystal clear lake that sparkled like diamonds.

Road Rage tilted her head to look at the little girl sitting next to her, "You okay Sour?"

Sour sighed, "I guess so..."

"Hey, what's the matter?" Road Rage said, moving her body around to give Sour her undivided attention. Sour didn't budge, but she just stared blankly out into the open lake.

"Come on its okay you can talk to me," Road Rage said.

Sour sighed again, but this time she did actually look at Road Rage's optics.

"I miss Smallfoot. And I'm worried for her being out there with the Renegades and the Decepticons still out there," Sour said with worry.

Road Rage frowned. She didn't like to see Sour sad, but she did know how to make her smile.

"Kiddo, I've known Smallfoot for years. She's a tough girl. I know she'll be okay out there," Road Rage replied. "Trust me, I'm sure she's alright."

Sour gave a small nod, "O-Okay..."

Road Rage knelt down a bit more to look her in the eye. "Hey, what do you say we ask Ratchet to open a Groundbridge? Go get some shakes at the Hit The Road Diner?"

Sour wasn't sure. She wanted to stay and wait for when Smallfoot returned, but she didn't know how long she would be out with Sunset and the other girls. But milkshakes did sound tasty.

She gave a small nod to the female Autobot.

"Okay, lets go," Road Rage said.

Road Rage got up on her feet, and walked onto the patch of grass, finding enough space for her to convert into car mode.

"Oh and, before we go, can I ask you something in return?"

Sour nodded, "Do you need something? Another stinking wax job?"

Road Rage shook her head, "I'm not concerned for my paint unlike other bots. But I wanted to ask that you and the rest of your friends to not make jokes about my... you know?"

Sour tilted her head confused.

Road Rage groaned, "Please do not make jokes about a certain area on my body that makes it look like I'm wearing what you humans call... panties."

Sour gave a small giggle, making Road Rage groan again.

"And there it is again, what is so funny about that!?" Road Rage hollered as she turned around, her back facing Sour. She turned her head around, looking back at Sour with her arms crossed. "Why do you all keep making jokes about that? I don't even know what 'panties' are."

Sour looked again, her eyes going from the heels of Road Rage's legs, going straight up to her ankles and behind, and then working her way to the top of her chest and arms.

Sour let out another giggle, "I think its because of your look."

Road Rage scrunched her face, "What is it about my look that makes it look like I'm wearing panties!?"

Sour just laughed some more, her arms clutching onto her stomach.

"Oh real mature! You're just as mature as Hound and Blaster," Road Rage snapped as her heels began kicking the grass.

Sour began to calm down from the laughing, and when she looked back up, she saw Road Rage... wasn't mad. She was smiling, she wasn't mad in the slightest.

"Um, how come you aren't mad?" Sour asked, "You're not bipolar."

Road Rage raised a finger, "One, I don't know what that word means. Second, I wanted to get you to smile. And I see it worked."

Sour gave another giggle, "But why?"

"Because I promised Smallfoot I'd take care of you. And that means keeping your emotional state well too."

Sour just gave another smile. But soon after, she heard a strange beeping sound going off in her pants pocket. She reached into her short jeans and pulled out a small electronic device. The device displayed a small screen with a little map going off on the picture. On the screen, there was a small orange highlighted shape of the Renegade shuttle seen entering Earth's atmosphere.

"They're back...", Sour gasped. She looked to Road Rage with a crazy grin, "They're here!"

Road Rage gave a grin, "Serious?"

"I'm serious, come on lets go meet them!"

Road Rage gave another smile, "Then lets hit the road!"

Road Rage stood in place and began a transformation. Her head tucked in, her arms folded together sticking to her sides, her back wings folded up behind her back, and her legs bent together to transform into the front hood of the vehicle. Once she was converted, her engine revved and a door opened up for Sour to climb in.

Sour Sweet rushed into the driver seat, and buckled herself up. Once she was in, Road Rage's door closed, and she sped off towards the mountain roadway. This they had to see for themselves.

Road Rage's engine made a big roar as she sped along the gravel, her tires skidding along more of the rocky terrain, and occasionally making a few bumps and jumps over some rocks. It bumped Sour a few times, but it didn't bother her much. She was too excited to see her girlfriend and friends again.

Sour looked out the window, seeing the sight of Autobot City off hiding in the trees over beyond the mountain they were driving on.

"How come we're not stopping at Autobot City?", Sour asked.

"Who needs to stop at Autobot City, when you can see everything at Look-Out Mountain?" Road Rage chuckled.

Road Rage continued to pick up the speed, not stopping until she made it to the mountain top. Faster than a speeding bullet, stronger than a locomotive, she wasn't going to stop now.

Strongarm and Tracks were still trying to put up the sign that they knocked over on one of their comrades by themselves. Needless to say, none of them were happy to have to do work that required more bots, however they were almost close to finishing it. All they had to do was put up more supports to keep it standing.

"They expect me to lift only one sign with someone so dirty? Most unorthodox!" Tracks called.

"Hey, when you're a police officer, you'll have to get your hands dirty. Besides, I always get clean after I'm done with an assignment."

"Well that doesn't excuse..." Tracks droned off before staring off in the other direction. His attention was on the sight of an engine making a loud roaring noise as it was coming in closer and closer to where they stood.

Strongarm looked to the same direction and her eyes widened.

"Off the road!" Strongarm yelled.

Tracks and Strongarm ducked to the sides of the road, and Road Rage just smashed right through the sign that they were putting, leaving a bunch of broken wood planks and shards. Road Rage's smoke left a big cloud right behind as she continued to zoom on through the mountain and she continued racing to the top.

Strongarm growled, "We were almost finished with that sign! And ramming right through a construction site is a violation of rule 17 Section 4!"

"Aren't you going to chase her?" Tracks asked.

Strongarm looked back to Tracks and huffed, "Maybe I will."

Strongarm converted into a police truck and her siren began blaring. Her tires skidded against the gravel and she sped off after Road Rage's smoky trail.

"This I must see," Tracks chuckled as he transformed into a car and followed after Strongarm.

After speeding a few more miles ignoring the sign that she rammed over, she finally made it to the top of the mountain after speeding like a maniac. She opened a door up, allowing Sour to exit out and run over to the big view-finding device near the edge of the mountain clip. They had human work crews install it so that any guests of the Autobots could take a look above high in the sky.

Sour held the view-finding device to her eyes, and looked to see the Renegade shuttle entering in the atmosphere, coming closer to the Autobot City.

"There it is!" Sour cried with happiness.

Sour looked again, gazing through the lenses of the device, and her happiness came crashing down when she noticed something else. There was a giant hole in the shuttle.

"Uh, Road Rage? How come there's a hole in the shuttle?"

"What?"

"I'm serious, there's a hole in the shuttle," Sour said.

Road Rage gazed up to the sky, and a battle mask formed over her face, along with a visor. In her visor, she squinted her eyes as she looked up trying to see the Renegade Thruster. As she looked and squinted her eyes some more, she saw something else that didn't look good. Shapes of Renegade figures were standing around in the shuttle.

Her visor ran a few scans over them, and a few body shots of Renegade figures came flashing in her visor sending an alarm.

"Renegades!"

2:25 mark

Road Rage snarled and pulled out weapons from her holsters that were hanging on her sides. She twirled the guns around in her hands and she gripped them tightly and pointed them up towards the shuttle.

"Part of me wishes you had something to defend yourself kid," Road Rage replied.

She pulled the trigger on the guns multiple times and continued to shoot without end. Most of the shots went up into the shuttle, but she didn't get a shot upon the Renegades.

Inside the shuttle, the Renegades let out a few gasps and yells from the shots blasting up into the shuttle. Crasher looked out the side and saw Road Rage and Sour Sweet on the ground.

"Cy-Kill! We've got Autobots on the ground, and they want us all obliterated. Do you want me to get them?" Crasher said.

Cy-Kill looked back to Crasher and shook his head while chuckling, "No Crasher. I want you to lead a part of the Renegades on the ground to assault their ground forces. Everyone else who has flight modes, come with me. Tank, you're coming too as an exception. I want you to eliminate that putrid Autobot and her human. Lets go!"

Cy-Kill and a group of Renegades jumped out of the shuttle. All of the Renegades that turned into flight vehicles converted into jets and helicopters and began their assault.

"ATTACK!!!"

Road Rage grabbed Sour Sweet and held her to her chest.

"Hang on kiddo, I'm gonna make a jump."

Road Rage made a big leap off the edge of the look-out point and landed on a rock near the bottom. With how dangerous things were getting in the air, she needed to get herself moving fast and far.

But she looked forward and froze when the Renegade Tank jumped down with an evil grin. He didn't say a word, but converted into a tank form and pointed his weaponry towards Road Rage and Sour Sweet.

"Oh Scrap..."

But before Tank could make his move, he was met with two large bodies slamming into his side, knocking him over and firing a shot up into the air instead of the targets he was ordered to shoot.

Road Rage made a leap away from the firing shots with Sour still in her arms, and watched as the shot nailed another Renegade who was soaring in the air, forcing him to crash and bounce right on the rocks heading down to where she was. After a few more bounces, the Renegade slammed right into Tank who was still in the form of a tank, both of them falling over and crashing off the ledge of the mountain side.

Strongarm and Tracks breathed heavily as they looked to the Renegades. Once they saw the Renegades were down, they turned their heads to see Road Rage and Sour panting from the attack.

"Are you two alright?" Tracks asked.

Road Rage gave a nod.

"I'm a little scared, but I'm okay," Sour said, "Wish Road Rage gave me a warning before she made the jump though."

"Come on, we've got to go to Autobot City now. I'm willing to bet that shuttle is already on its way there," Strongarm said.

"Right. Autobots, lets kick the tires and light the fires!" Road Rage yelled as she transformed into a car again.

Tracks and Strongarm transformed as well, and the three vehicles sped their way down the mountain heading for the big orange metallic city far off into the distance. It looked like their day had just turned back into another every day battle for them. Hopefully this time they wouldn't lose any of their allies again like they had several times before...

Author's Notes:

I know this seems more like an extension of the fishing scene from the movie, but part of me felt like scenes from the original film were a little rushed, so I thought I'd do my own and flesh some scenes out some more and still keep them interesting. And I also apologize for the bit of blatant rip-offs from the G1 movie, I'll try to keep those down to a minimum.

And yes I made an underwear joke about Road Rage. Do I have shame? A little. Yes. Stop. I'm not weird!

Have a great day everyone!