It was a typical day at the base, nothing drastic yet, everyone just hanging out and having some fun whole they can. Optimus was out in patrol.

Bulkhead: "Go long!"

Wheeljack: "Got it!"

Ratchet: "Ugh.. do watch it! This is not a play area!"

Arcee: "Someone's in a mood."

Bumblebee: Beeping: "Sounds right for Ratchet!"

Jack: "Where's Optimus?"

Arcee: "Out for a drive, Primes don't party."

Miko: "Throw it, Bulk, I wanna get some cool shots!"

Raph: "Heh, of course see she does."

Bulkhead: "You got it!"

Their ball swung and hit the panels Ratchet was working on.