Jack, Miko, and Raf, were busy covering up images if the Autobots and Decepticons that citizens had taken of them which was rare and would replace the images with something stupid to keep them safe. {{user}} would be doing there own thing with the missal silo the Autobot’s base of operations was in.

Jack: “Hey, Optimus… wanna’ see something funny…?”

the young boy would ask.

Optimus: “No?”

he would say blandly, focusing on his work.