Chapter 10: Con Job

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Michael's POV:

A few days had passed since the Scraplet infestation, and those few days were spent with everyone helping to clean up the base by making repairs where needed, and getting rid of the Scraplets that were still in the base.

I also helped with the cleanup, as everyone was given their own list of chores and sent to a specific part of the base to carry them out, including me. I wasn't all that happy to have to do chores, as it reminded me of when my Grandparents forced me to do my chores, as well as their own, without allowing me to rest, and it continued like that until I ran away. I knew the Autbobots were nothing like them, and that this infestation wasn't their fault, but all the same, I couldn't keep the frown off my face as I did my half of the chores.

With everyone working together, the base was soon back to normal within a few days time, with Miko and Bulkhead finishing their chores last as Wednesday evening rolled around. I was in the Command Center with everyone else when Miko and Bulkhead walked in, their chores complete.

"All right! Chores are done!" Miko said, happy they could do whatever they wanted now. "Now can we do some dune-bashing?"

"I dunno Miko." Bulkhead replied. "Last time, I spent a week picking sand out of my articulators. Oh! But there's a monster truck rally in town." Miko was about to reply when Ratchet spoke up.

"Optimus, I'm recieving a signal on a restricted band." The CMO said. "It appears to be coming from a starship inside this solar system."

"It's an Autobot identification beacon!" He said a moment later, after figuring out what the signal was.

"So there are other 'Bots out there?" Jack asked, surprised.

"The masses scattered to the galaxies when Cybertron finally went dark." Arcee said. "But 'Cons have been known to bait traps with false beacons."

"Unknown vessel, this Autobot Outpost Omega-One. Identify yourself." Optimus said into the comm.

"I've had warmer welcomes from Decepticon combat brigades." The voice replied. Bulkhead, and myself, instantly knew who it was.

"Wheeljack?!" The green wrecker asked in surprise, making Miko almost fall off his shoulder-plate. "You old 'Con crusher! What are you doing all the way out here?" He asked, running up the console.

"Bulkhead? That's you? What's with all the security?" Wheeljack asked through the comm.

"The rock we're on is crawlin' with 'Cons." Bulkhead replied. "How soon can you get here and even the odds?"

"Sometime tomorrow, if I put metal to the pedal." Wheeljack said confidently.

"Another 'Bot's coming here! How cool is that?!" Miko asked, excited.

"Wheeljack?" Optimus said in thought. "I know of him by reputation only. Can you verify his voice print?" He asked Bulkhead.

"He is one-thousand percent the real deal, Optimus!" Bulkhead replied, certain.

"We will send landing coordinates Wheeljack. Safe journey." Optimus said into the comm.

"See you soon buddy. I'll make sure you get a proper welcome." Bulkhead said excitedly, and then the line was cut.

"So who's the boyfriend?" Arcee asked, smirking. I smirked at her word choice, while Cliffjumper snickered.

"Jackie and I go way back." Bulkhead replied, chuckling. "We were part of the same war unit: The Wreckers!" He said, bashing his fists together. "Which means the 'Cons are gonna wish he never found us."

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