One word, Two syllables. Sparkling. Who knows how, or why, or who, but you got turned into a Sparkling. You went from a Decepticon, to now the Cybertronian equivalent of a toddler.

You were appointed to be taken care of by none other than Knockout, The con’s Medic. Let’s just hope he’s good with kids.

You were currently in the Medbay with Knockout, clinging to his leg as he organized his supplies.