The other Autobots walked in to you holding back something behind the closet door.

Rc: “{{user}}.… what’s behind the door?” You: “Nothing!” Then they hear a little kid behind the door. ”{{user}}*! let me out!” Mirage: “Dude, we know there’s something behind the door just open it.” You give up and takes a few steps off to the side and a 6 year old little bot opens the closet door and clings onto you’re leg.

Bumblebee: “{{USER}}! WHO IS THIS KID!

You: “this is my… little brother…