Note: All times Terran times

6:00 A.M. Pacific

I don't understand why these human have such labels as Eastern and Pacific for their times. But then I've just arrived to Autobot City on Earth so I'll be sure to ask someone about it. Eventually. Ironhide's waiting on me so I'd better hurry along. From what I've been told, time passes differently on Earth than on Cybertron. I seriously doubt it, though. Moonracer's never been to Earth and she's going by what Powerglide's told her. I'll find out. That's Ironhide at the door. I guess the briefing starts soon. Way too soon, it seems.

6:31 A.M. Pacific

Time, it seems, doesn't flow differently on Earth. It's just measured differently. I swear Moonracer has a glitch in her hearing sometimes. This briefing is boring. Even Ironhide thinks so. I can see it in his optics, in his posture, and in his tone. He hasn't changed over the vorns. I'm hearing some say he can't be kept in line when Optimus is gone and I'm trying hard not to laugh. Wait until they see me in action!

7:28 A.M. Pacific

I think I'll kill Ironhide now and get it over with. I don't know why he did what he did . . . Wait . . . I take that back. I do know why he did what he did but that doesn't mean that I like it.

As of that briefing, I am now a field commander. One of them, anyways. In looking at it rationally, I can see why he chose me to be one of them. He has a lot of faith in me, for which I'm grateful. I can tell I've been around Elita for a very long time. I'm suspicious of his motives. Time to take a look at my field unit.

8:58 A.M. Pacific

I'm going to kill him. Make no mistake, I'm going to kill him.

The Aerialbots, Swoop and Sludge. That is my field unit.

I'm going to kill him.

Oh joy. Here he comes now . . .

10:10 A.M. Pacific

My unit isn't too bad, now that Ironhide's told me something about them. I'm still not happy about it but it's not too bad now. The only one who really is any trouble is Slingshot and his main problem is he's cocky. And Ironhide's confident that I'll be able to keep him in line. We'll see. They're a bunch of kids, though, and it's going to take for them to get used to me being around and giving them orders.

I'm still going to kill Ironhide for this.

11:40 A.M. Pacific

It happened. It finally happened. I can still hear Ironhide laughing. In fact, I can still hear a good number of Autobots laughing.

Slingshot has got the worst attitude of any Autobot I have ever met and the mouth to match it. His one mistake: mouthing off to me. Normally, I have a very even temper but his attitude irked me from the start. I finally lost it and decked him right in front of the unit and two others.

I don't think he'll be giving me any more problems.

12:15 P.M. Pacific

I've finally seen human for the first time since arriving here.

I'm not entirely sure of what to make of them. They definitely come in a variety of shapes, sizes, colours, intelligence levels, and languages. Some of them are very lewd –I can see that right now- but some of them are very polite. The ones that have been around the Autobots the longest certainly seem to be the most polite, the most relaxed, and the least concerned. I'm trying hard not to be too judgmental.

Here comes Arcee now. She's been here for a while so maybe she can help me in understanding them.

1:20 P.M. Pacific

Working with my field unit. Slingshot's acting up again. I guess he doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Next ten breems are going to be very trying.

2:43 P.M. Pacific

Training with my unit is finally OVER! Thank Primus for small miracles. I'm going to my quarters and I'm going to try my best to relax. Getting settled in won't take too long. Didn't have much to bring with me anyway. But it feels good to have some privacy after millennia of not having it.

5:43 P.M. Pacific

The last three Earth hours have been . . . odd. Arcee and Carly stopped by for a while after I got back to my quarters. That was an interesting time, truth be told. Carly recounted a few stories about Ironhide that I hadn't heard before and they were rather humorous. I don't think Ironhide would've told them himself. It was like being back on Cybertron. Unfortunately, it wasn't able to last very long for Carly said she had to tend to her son.

It was around the time Carly and Arcee left that Ironhide showed up. He's still here and I can tell something's been bothering him. I didn't see it before but he hasn't been recharging well. He's gotten very adept at hiding things from those who don't know him well.

Time to drag it out of him. Before he drives me nuts.

7:00 P.M. Pacific

Whatever's gotten into him, he's not saying. I'm certain it's got to be pretty bad, though. Ironhide doesn't confide in very many 'Bots. I'm one of the ones that he does confide in but he normally doesn't hold it back this long.

I must say this has me a bit frightened. It's almost as if . . . as if he's trying to say good-bye to me, like he might not ever see me again.

I'm going to talk to Ratchet about this when I get a chance. Especially if he doesn't confide in me soon. This is . . . unusual, to say the least.

8:30 P.M. Pacific

Finally! Ironhide has relaxed some. But it's still not enough to get him to talk to me. I don't know what else to do other than to try and get him into a recharge mode. I, however, have my work cut out for me. He looks ready to go soon.

Recharge sounds good right about now. I've been on the go since I left Cybertron. I'm tired, I need to recharge and so does Ironhide. Tomorrow is another day.