~~Autobot Base~~Command Centre~~2pm~~~

Ratchet was all alone, alone with peace and silence. "Finally." He sighed, relaxing his tense shoulders as he continued his work. But peace and silence never lasts. The revving of engines told him that the team is back. Ratchet only groaned at the sound. The revving of engines proceeded to increase in noise, then it was followed by a tire screech and a young girl yelling. "Happy New Year's Eve!" Miko yelled to absolutely no one, just for information. Ratchet took one very tense vent then he let it out slowly and put on a fake smile. "Welcome back...Miko." He said, forcing his smile to remain when he turned around to face the three human children that have returned. "Hey Ratchet, sorry about Miko. She's a bit excited it's the end of the year." Raf explained, making his way up the stairs and to the human area. "It's fine, Rafael." Ratchet put up his painful smile once more.

When Ratchet and Rafael has their little get back together moment, a transformation sound was heard and Bumblebee rushed past them and down the hallway. Ratchet chuckled and followed the young scout down the hallway to Optimus's room. Bumblebee accidentally ran past the door, he grabbed onto the edge of the door and pulled himself back in front of the door and gave it a knock in a little tune. With that Bumblebee began to sing.

Do you wanna build a snowmen?
Or ride our bike around the halls?
I think some company is overdue,
I've started talking to the pictures on the wall.

Ratchet chuckled at the sight right before his eyes, watching Bumblebee sit in front of Optimus's down like a lost puppy waiting to be let back in.

Bumblebee leaned his helm on the wall, then turned himself around and laid on the ground and placed his legs up the wall.

It gets a little lonely,
All these empty rooms.
Just watching the hours tick by...

tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock

Ratchet went over to the little scout and loomed over him. "Why don't you just open the door?" He asked, placing his servos on his hips and stared down at the playful scout, who merely shrugged. The medic shook his head with a sigh, went over to the door and whispered in the code to open it. "395248." Ratchet whispered and the door clicked and it slowly slide away, opening the entrance to Optimus's room. Once it had opened, Ratchet couldn't help but laughed at the scene in front of him; Optimus's helm was under his pillow, as if he's trying to block out sound and Megatron was sitting up with both his legs at his chassis. Ratchet almost laughed loud enough to wake the still asleep prime, but he did send Bumblebee to wake him up.

The yellow scout silently made his way to Optimus's berth, reached for the pillow while he looked at Megatron for permission, who just shrugged. Bumblebee chuckled, latched his servos onto the pillow and ripped it from its spot.

Do you wanna build a snowman?!

Bumblebee sang very loudly into Optimus's audio-receptor and the prime grabbed the pillow in the scout's servos and smacked it at his faceplates. "No!" Optimus yelled, obviously Orion because his voice sounded like a kid who just got woken up for school. That's what made both Bumblebee and Ratchet crack up and laugh. Megatron chuckled too, but he went silent when he received a glare from Optimus. Bumblebee was already on the floor by the time Megatron was quiet while Ratchet slowly calmed himself and went over to his friend.

"You okay, Orion?" The medic inquired, sitting on the berth. "I think so..?" Optimus replied, groaning as he sat back up and laid himself on Megatron's chassis, venting deeply while he did. Ratchet knows something is definitely wrong.

"Bumblebee?"

"Yes?"

"Do you mind if you could go back to the command centre?"

"Yes sir, I'll be awaiting the news." Bumblebee said before he left the room and the door automatically closed.

Ratchet sighed and returned his attention to his friend. "Did you loose it?" He asked and Optimus stiffened. Ratchet smirked, that's what happens when he reaches something Optimus didn't want him to know, but he won't say anything. Instead, he went on to seeing what is causing the prime's discomfort and why he isn't getting up like he always do. It was quite easy because Optimus's temperature is at least 20 degrees over the regular body temperature for any Cybertronian. "Fever." Ratchet identifies with just a small touch on the prime's forehead. "To bed with you while I try to make a remedy." He sternly instructed and headed out for the medbay.

~~Autobot Base~~New Years Eve~~3:30pm~~~

Sore joints, a sore throat, sneezes fighting to get out and a very overheated body isn't help Optimus so much after his tiring interface. At least Megatron was owning up, hey it's not everyday when the Decepticon warlord would apologise. The silver mech has his arms around the smaller mech, holding him closer as Optimus got more uncomfortable from his fever. "Thanks." Optimus smiled, leaning into Megatron's embrace. "It's nothing." The silver mech smiled back, pulling up the blanket so the smaller mech would be warmer. The two mechs shared a silent moment just before Ratchet came back with the remedy.

"Looks like you're a big help, Megatron." The medic mused and the silver mech shrugged. "I did this, might as well own up." Megatron admitted, making the old medic chuckle. While chuckling, Ratchet placed a small glass bottle of greenish-blue Energon on the table. "It's your remedy, Optimus. Three teaspoons a day, now I'll leave you and Megatron to deal with it." Ratchet explained, then turned and left the room. Once Ratchet left the room, 3 little stowaways jump down from the medic's frame.

"Alright guys, let's figure out how to get in." Miko said while Raf and Jack knew that this was a bad idea.