- Not so fast, Decepticon.
- Well, I'm getting your Energon, Autobot.
Can't stop me that way, Twitch.
- How about this way? Ha!
- Enjoy the sidelines, Decepticreep.
Unguarded Energon?
Too easy.
- Ha! It's shielded.
- Autobots always win.
- Oh!
- You called for a lift to Loserville?
- Twitch, grab their flag.
Ugh!
Augh!
- Hey! Who took the flag?
- Flag? What flag?
- Cough it up, Bike Boy.
- Let him go.
- Mm.
I guess the lesson we've all learned today
is not to let your guard down.
Decepticons will get you every time.
- Hey, we played fair and square.
- Except the cheating part.
Get him, Twitch!
- Uh, game's over.
You can quit now.
Stop biting your sister!
- I never saw such a good breakfast.
The perfect start to a great day.
Augh!
- Family. Meeting.
- Ugh!
- Accidents happen.
I get that.
But maybe now is a good time for us
to talk about the house rules.
- I'm sensing a fun-killer.
- You already know most of them.
Help out the family.
Use your words when you're upset.
- And keep hidden from the outside world.
Remember, we're undercover.
- If ghost agents knew Terrans existed, they'd take you away.
And nobody is breaking up this family.
- Speaking of breaking, we're adding one more rule.
No Bots in the house.
- Robby and I have lived by the rules for ages.
They're easy-peasy.
- Easy is my favorite type of peasy.
Count me in.
- And me out.
- You haven't heard about the chore chart yet.
- Oh, Dad. Not the stickers.
- You get stickers!
- Ooh!
- When you pitch in with a chore,
you earn a star sticker.
The kid with the most stars by the weekend gets a reward!
- It's like a game?
- Easy, Twitch.
You're gonna short circuit our nervous systems
with that happy.
- Well, I'm still not buying it.
The rules don't even seem fair.
- Most of the time, you barely even have to think about them.
And when you do, I'll help you, T.
Fine.
- Shouldn't I be "T" and Thrash be "Th"?
- Just let them have their moment.
- Thanks for trying, Mo.
But a backyard fort's really not the same
as hanging out in your room.
- Maybe if I got my fish tank and beanbag chair?
- Oh, better idea.
Bots can't go in the house, but bikes can.
If I transform, your mom won't even know I'm there.
- Oh, Mom knows.
Mom always knows.
- Mo, honey!
- See?
- We're heading to the lumberyard.
Be good.
- Mo, this is perfect!
No Bots in the house is your parents' rule.
Since they're gone, we can ignore it.
- I guess that makes sense?
Watch your fenders, please.
You're good.
This way. Stay in first gear.
- Ahh.
- We'll just sit quietly and watch pro wrestling.
What can go wrong?
- Ahh!
- One, two, three, victory!
- Whoo!
- Morgan Violet Malto and Thrash...
Um, Malto.
- Ugh.
- You two are grounded.
- Energon scanner. Could give me a lead on Hardtop.
Ugh.
Energon force fields.
Rogue Decepticon on the package.
Requesting local backup.
- Thanks for the help, Bee.
That repair was so fast.
But you know what would make it even faster?
Pew-pew.
- Alex, for the last time, I'm not using my stinger
for DIY projects.
- Think of how fast we could strip paint.
Cut wood?
Toast tortillas?
- Come on, weed.
Ugh.
No reward is worth this.
- You're quitting?
What about the chore chart?
You won't get your star.
- I'll pick an easier chore later.
- Well, can I finish the weeding and get your star?
- Knock yourself out.
- Uh-uh.
use your words.
- No phones, no friends, no fun.
We're dying of boredom.
- Augh, I'm lucky I lived through that suntan.
- Ranger Malto, Decepticon spotted downtown.
A first responder is requested on-scene ASAP.
- Have to talk later, kids.
Got to go ground someone else who broke the rules.
- If she's going to treat us like Decepticons,
we might as well be Decepticons.
It was more fun.
- Mo, it's like you're thinking my thoughts before me.
- But we're still grounded.
- True.
But nobody said where we had to be grounded.
- It's kind of assumed you stay home.
- Decepticons wouldn't.
- See, Mo, this... this is what being grounded is about.
Ahh, fresh air!
Stealing's a lot harder solo.
Too bad there's no place I can pick up a partner.
What's this?
Bot without a badge?
Hmm, time to make a new friend.
- This will distract those ghost goons.
Huh?
- Hey! Grab more extinguishers.
Get a hose.
- No time to talk.
Follow me if you want to get out of here alive.
- You're lucky old Swindle found you
before anybody else did.
Rogue Cons don't last long out here.
- Oh, we're not Decepticons. I'm Thrash, and this is Mo.
- Are we in danger?
- Not anymore.
But you might want to stick close.
I won't turn you in.
But Optimus and his ghost goons, ooh.
They're everywhere.
- You know Mr. Optimus too?
Isn't he great?
- Yeah, that's one word for him.
Hey, what do you say we ditch half-pint here
and go for a drive?
- Mo's my sister.
Where I go, she goes.
- Good.
You passed my first test.
- Test?
- Yeah.
Nobody gets into my crew unless they're loyal.
Still, doesn't mean you got what it takes.
Uh, we totally do.
And what's so great about your crew anyway?
- Nothing... if you hate fun.
- We love it, but we're grounded.
The rules say...
- There's no rules out here, tiny tot.
I do whatever I want.
And if you roll with me, you can too.
- You know, your mom could really
learn something from this guy.
- One ticket to Fun Town.
- Um, don't those signs mean no trespassing?
Oh, yeah.
But you know something?
They don't say no skate sledding!
- One kind of requires the other.
- Hold on! Whoo!
Hey, check this out.
Yeah! - Ha-ha.
Race you to the cornfield.
I love being grounded!
- Try to keep up, tricycle.
- Hey, I was made for this!
- Yeah!
Um, we can stand all the corn up again.
Right?
- Ah!
Suffering succotash!
- Whoo-hoo!
Beat you by a sidecar.
- You sure did.
The only other Bot I know who can do that...
Is my brother Hardtop.
- Aw, Swindle.
Are you okay?
- No.
He disappeared while saving orphans during the war.
Being with you makes me miss him even more.
- You should come home with us.
Maybe my family can help you find Hardtop.
- Really?
- Really.
- The more marks the merrier.
- No way you did all of that today.
- Can you add one for egg collecting?
- What? Where did you get those?
We don't even have chickens.
- Star, Robby.
- Just so you know, the prizes for this are lame.
Last time, it was soap.
- Mom said the winner gets to choose what
Dad's gonna cook all week.
- Oh, man.
Seven days of Dad's bebincas.
Wait.
You don't even eat food.
- I feed off the thrill of victory.
- Well, get ready to go hungry, because Robby
is back in the game.
- You are gonna love our family.
- Stop, Bee!
- He's our friend!
- No, he's not.
He's a Decepticon.
- Go, go, go!
- Remember me, Bumblebee?
We fought the Battle of the Bay.
I'm gonna enjoy this.
- My beautiful kitchen!
- Ow, ow.
Bumblebee, I said I surrender.
Nice family you got here.
I'll take them.
- Bumblebee, please!
Swindle doesn't mean any harm.
- Yeah!
You come out blasting, and you don't know anything about him!
- Typical Autobots.
All I wanted was a little help.
- Sneaking out is one thing, but bringing
a Decepticon to our home?
- He was nice to us!
And he didn't try to control us with bogus rules.
- Rules like keep your identity secret from the enemy?
Obviously.
I'm in hiding too. Remember?
- You guys never give a Bot a chance,
not Swindle, not Twitch and me.
- I actually have no complaints.
- You are different from Swindle.
Cons weren't born into that life; they chose it.
And anyone who wears that badge can't be trusted.
- They aren't all bad.
Right, Mom?
You're friends with Megatron.
- That's different.
Megatron has truly changed.
- Which you learned when you gave him a chance.
Well, I deserve a chance too,
One without a bunch of rules that stop me from being me.
- You're still grounded, but we love you.
- You feel angry, sad, and...
hurt?
- I know we broke the house rules.
But what if they're wrong?
- Mom and Dad just want to keep us safe.
- They break rules too.
Your family is hiding us from ghosts.
Optimus is keeping Bumblebee secret.
Swindle needs our help to find his brother.
It's the right thing to do.
- Thrash, we'd be grounded for life.
- If you were missing, I'd break every rule
in the world to get you back.
- But Swindle is a Decepticon.
- I can't stay with a family that won't help someone
just because they don't like how they look.
- Then your family is going with you.
I still think it's a bad idea.
But somebody's got to protect my little brother.
- Okay, getting sick now.
- I got these suckers exactly where I want them.
Right on schedule.
- Sorry about that back there.
- Thrash? Mo?
- If you're not too mad at us
we were thinking we could help you find your brother.
- That sounds just great.
- Come on. Keep up.
Hardtop's there in that truck.
- Oh, you're a genius, sis.
- Here. Bolt cutters are for the gate.
Or the guards.
Your call.
- We're not hurting anybody, Swindle.
We'll help you find your brother, and that's all.
- Any complaints about this?
- No, because you're putting that back when we're done.
- I don't need to listen to this pint-sized pipsqueak.
- Uh, where's Hardtop?
- Never mind that.
You, the fleshy one, get in there and release that lock.
- I'm not doing that.
- Swindle?
- Do what I say or else.
- Quit stalling.
Stick your little hand in there.
Hurry it up, runt.
- Finally.
Hey, Autobrat, give me a hand.
Nobody threatens my sister!
Ugh!
- Thrash!
- I'm a big fan, Thrash,
size, speed, the total Bot package.
Too bad you're with the Autobozos.
Not too late, though.
Still time to come on over to the good guys.
Or else.
- Thanks, sis.
- Ahh! Ahh!
- Jeez. Take the hint already.
And now for the gnat.
- Come out, come out wherever you are.
Ah!
- Not so tough without your little family, huh?
Ahh!
I'm gonna to enjoy this.
- Mom rule number one, don't mess with my babies.
- You better run, coward.
- Oh. Good job calling for backup, Mosey.
- Thrash!
- I took Swindle out for you.
You're welcome.
- You okay, baby? - Yeah.
Thanks for saving me.
And for always being there, even when maybe
I don't make it super-easy.
- That's what family does.
- Kind of makes the rules worth it.
I'm sorry for joining the Decepticons, Mom.
- Decepticons are only bad if they choose to be.
It's hard to be told what to do.
I know, but our rules exist to keep
everyone safe and together.
So what do you say?
All in? Both: All in.
- Still grounded? - Still grounded.
- Last chore left.
First one done with their half of the lawn
gets the final star and sweet victory.
- Are we talking or mowing?
- Oh, it's on.
Three, two, one, go!
Huh? A tie?
- That's worse than losing!
Augh!
Last stars. - You don't even like bebincas.
- Well, I've never had them yet.
- Ahem
The lawn's mowed forever!
How many stars is that worth?
- None.
But as part of their 80-year grounding,
Mo and Thrash can re-sod that tomorrow.
- Okay, now for a good surprise.
Whoa.
- So Thrash, Twitch, and Bee can join us when we're inside.
- And Bee has promised to cook tortillas
with his stinger tonight.
- No, I haven't.
- Worth a shot.