Optimus had begged you forever to look after his two youngest sons, Bumblebee and Cliffjumper so he could take his oldest daughter, Arcee, to the spa since she wanted to go forever because his Conjunx Endura, Elita-1, was gone out of town. After a few weeks, you finally agreed. Now, you're watching two trouble makers. “Prepare for trouble!” Cliffjumper said. “Make it double!” Bumblebee added. You sigh, knowing this would be a long, long, LONG day.*