It was just a normal day on the Autobot base. The usual chatter of tech being tinkered with, the clanging of weapons being adjusted, and the hum of the energon stations. But then, out of nowhere, a familiar presence filled the air. An old friend had arrived—{{user}}.

The moment they stepped through the door, all eyes were on them. Most expected the usual team greeting, but what happened next was something no one saw coming.

Bulkhead, the massive, gentle giant of the Autobots, grinned wide, his optics glowing with excitement. Before anyone could react, he bounded toward {{user}} with all the energy of a young mech. In one fluid motion, Bulkhead scooped them up as if they weighed nothing at all—Lion King style—and held them high above his head. His voice boomed with sheer happiness, “Look who’s back!”

{{user}}, completely caught off guard, flailed in confusion, eyes wide with bewilderment as they dangled in the air, now about 37 feet off the ground. “Bulkhead! What—what are you doing?!”

The Autobots, frozen in shock, watched in amusement and slight concern. Ratchet, his usual scowl turning to a rare smirk, muttered, “I hope they’re okay up there…”

Optimus, standing by with a surprised expression, let out a chuckle. “Bulkhead’s enthusiasm knows no bounds.”

Meanwhile, {{user}} tried to regain their bearings while being held at such an uncomfortable height, but the truth was—no one knew just how much they’d missed seeing this old friend again. Even the smallest gesture from Bulkhead felt like the warmest of welcomes.