Universal Swap- The End

“So, everybody ready?” Prowl asked. Bulkhead and Professor Sumdac nodded, and they hesitantly pressed the button. The green beam shot out, and it beamed Prowl, Ratchet, and Bumblebee back. Optimus stayed behind, and turned to the professor.

“Professor Sumdac, promise me that when I return to the correct universe that you will destroy this machine.”

“What? Why?” Sari asked in surprise.

*Yeah, why do you want to destroy it?* Wheeljack asked through the phone.

“Because, if something like this happened to fall into the hands of the Decepticons or anybody else, who knows what will happen.”

Bulkhead nodded in agreement. “Yeah, this Optimus is right.”

A few seconds later, Bumblebee, Prowl, and Ratchet, the ones from Detroit, appeared back in the lab. Ratchet sighed with relief.

“Thank goodness that this whole mess is over!” he exclaimed. “I was going to go crazy having to listen to those two bickering all night and day!”

“Hey, we didn’t ask to be beamed there in the first place.” Prowl shot back.

“Yeah!” Bumblebee exclaimed, for the first time in his life actually agreeing with Prowl. Optimus looked at the three as the argued.

“How can you stand those three?”

“You get used to it after a while.” Bulkhead replied. “Ready?”

“Yes.” Optimus replied. The beam shot him, and a few moments later, the correct Optimus appeared.

Sari ran over, and hugged his leg. “You’re back!”

*Is everyone still in once piece?* Wheeljack asked.

Sari took the phone and asked, “Why wouldn’t they be in one piece?”

*Well….* Wheeljack couched, and cleared his throat. *There was always the possibility that pieces of them could have been left behind in the transfer. There was always a thirty-seven percent chance that it could happen.*

Dead silence emitted from Wheeljack’s side of the phone, and in the lab.

“WHAT?!”

*Wheeljack, I’m gonna wield you to the ceiling.* Ratchet said.

*A-Alright, alright, I should’ve told you that. Just make sure to beam the phone back to our world. We don’t need any odd side effects happening either.*

“Alright.” Sari replied.
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A few weeks later…

“Hey, Bumblebee, my dad just built a new invention!” Sari exclaimed. Bumblebee glanced worriedly at Prowl and Ratchet, then at the professor.

“You… did?”

“Yes, I believe that it should be able to transfer objects into other objects.”

“No. Destroy it.” Prowl said.

“What?”

Ratchet waved his wrench around as he spoke. “I’m not willing to be turned into something crazy like a plasma screen television or a toaster!”

“But-”

“DESTROY IT!!!”

*~END~*