Transformers: Rescue Bots (2011) s04e10 Episode Script
The Allspark Day
1 [crickets chirping.]
[snoring.]
[booming.]
[gasps.]
[grunts.]
- Where's that coming from? - Make it stop.
Is is the fire alarm? Chief? Is something wrong? No! Something is right.
[booms.]
It's Allspark Day! Actually it's Kade Sleeps in Day.
I'm going back to bed.
[snoring.]
Don't do that.
Allspark Day only happens once every seven cycles.
I worked the date out on the human calendar, and it's today! Unfortunate.
That gives us little time to prepare - a proper celebration.
- We're not celebrating.
Earth has enough holidays of its own.
Wait.
What is Allspark Day? It's a celebration of what makes us, us.
Sort of like Happy to Be Alive Day.
And get ready to par-tay! [phone rings.]
Griffin Rock Emergency.
We're on our way.
The mayor's caught in some kind of freak storm out on his yacht.
See? No time to celebrate anyway.
Rescue Bots, roll to the rescue.
[dramatic theme playing.]
The yacht's a half mile due west but I don't see a storm.
[barks.]
[title music.]
A routine patrol with four Bots in stasis Years later awoke in the strangest of places Earth was their home now and in addition Optimus Prime gave them this mission Learn from the humans serve and protect Live in their world earn their respect A family of heroes will be your allies To others remain robots in disguise - # Rescue Bots # - # Roll to the rescue # - # Humans in need # - # Heroes indeed # - # Rescue Bots # - # Roll to the rescue # Rescue Bots With Cody to guide them and show them the way Rescue Bots will be saving the day - # Rescue Bots # - # Roll to the rescue # Rescue Bots [dramatic theme playing.]
4x10 - Allspark Day [motor buzzing.]
What about me? [barking.]
Us.
Wh It's Where? Where did my [barks.]
Give me that.
No! Not my beautiful yacht! DANI: Don't worry, Mr.
Mayor.
We have this.
Up for some fishing? Aye-aye, captain.
[dramatic theme playing.]
[grunts.]
Nice work, you two.
Arrgh.
You should have seen the one that got away, matey.
It was as big as - As that? - Watch out, Blades! [dramatic theme playing.]
Hang on, everybody.
Or, you know, use your arm rest.
Not again! [dog barks.]
I agree.
It looked much better on you.
Any idea what could be causing these waves, son? No clue.
Rogue swells are normally consistent with storms, but the sky's totally clear.
CODY: Uh, guys? I think I know where those waves are coming from.
[dramatic theme playing.]
Fire in the hole.
Cannonball! Uh, Dad, you might wanna get out of there.
CODY: I think another rogue wave is headed your way.
Dani, get the mayor and his family home.
We'll deal with the current situation.
BURNS: Ahoy there, High Tide.
Can we have a word? Happy Allspark Day, landlubbers! Happy Allspark Day, High Tide.
Oh, I should've known that's what this was all about.
Yeah.
You should call it Glad to Be Annoying Day instead of Glad to Be Alive Day.
Watch it, fleshie.
Maybe you should be the one watching it.
Your holiday spirit nearly sunk a yacht back there! Technically, it did sink.
Don't go getting your bolts unscrewed, Big Red.
I might not be able to tell stories with my buddies over a quart of visco at McAdam's Old Oil House, but this sailor still knows how to have fun on Allspark Day.
We respect that but do you think you could take your fun just a little further out to sea? Where your tidal waves won't put humans in danger? Fine by me.
If you swabbies don't have the gumption to kick up your heels once every seven cycles, I'll be celebrating on my own.
CODY: So how'd it go? Great! And now that we've taken care of High Tide, we can start planning our Allspark Day.
There is much to organize.
Starting with somehow obtaining a fountain of Energon.
Don't forget.
The Parade of Metals.
- Oh, and we'll need music.
- I can make more drums like mine.
No.
Those traditions are part of our old lives on Cybertron.
We live here now, not in the past.
I guess I didn't see it that way.
We just wanted to show Cody how Do I need to say it in Cybertronian? We're not celebrating.
Probably not a good time to bring up the Festival of Primes.
Hey, Boulder.
What are you working on? It's a painting of home.
The first Allspark Day I remember.
Whoa! That looks noble.
I was looking forward to sharing some of Cybertron with you.
The same way you've showed us Earth.
What do you like best about Allspark Day? - The fountain or the music or - Well I guess the feeling.
When you're happy to be alive, it spills over onto everyone else.
Except Heatwave.
Why is he so against it? I think he misses home.
Sometimes it's easier not to remember.
- Even the good times.
- Boulder can I borrow your painting for a little bit? So I thought, what if we made the Earth version of Allspark Day? It'll show Heatwave it's okay to have his traditions here too.
- I'm in.
- Me too.
Boulder was really looking forward to celebrating.
[slurps.]
Music, food and holiday pay? [chuckles.]
How fast can I say yes? I like your idea Cody, but we don't have much time to get everything together.
I bet the whole town will help if we tell them about it.
LUSKEY: Help? Oh, well, of course.
After today's rescue, the bots deserve a holiday.
By the way, did you ever figure out what caused those waves? - Um - Yes.
But it's very scientific.
Say no more.
I totally understand.
Uh Rather I I don't.
Besides, you have to get busy.
I'd help, but I'm going to start celebrating now.
[upbeat music playing.]
- Uh Mr.
Mayor? - Shh! - Ah! So good to be alive.
- I guess that means we're on our own.
[lively music plays.]
And since music is a big part of Allspark Day, we hoped your band would come play downtown.
We'd love to.
I'll compose a song in the bots' honor.
Something with tuba I think.
Ah! [grunts.]
I'm okay.
The fountain in the picture is Energon, but I figured we could find an Earth substitute.
It's your lucky day.
Milo's stocking up his bunker with every kind of fruit juice, and I just picked up blueberry.
So don't laugh, but I guess storytelling's an important part of Allspark Day, and since you read to your students, I figured you might wanna help the bots out by KADE: Guys, we have our storyteller.
And downtown's all set up.
Only thing left to figure out is the Parade of Metals.
DANI: Already working on it, Dad.
Your idea of using the minimizer in reverse was brilliant, Cody.
It's much easier to grow metals than dig them up.
[whirring.]
Though I have gone through several tables in the process.
- Whoa.
Was that CeCe? - Yes.
I'm afraid she's programmed a hyper drive into her hover-horse.
It's genius, but I've barely gotten a thing done all day.
Well, where are Frankie and Professor Baranova? Girls' weekend.
A desalination conference in Oslo.
Pasteur Oh, dear.
We must find her stuffed frog, Pasteur, quickly, or she'll melt down faster than an unstable reactor.
- Is this it? - Ah! Pasteur! [ribbits.]
[giggles.]
Pasteur talk.
[beeping.]
[cooing.]
I'll deliver your metals as soon as CeCe has her nap.
[beeping.]
[giggling.]
[suspenseful theme playing.]
See you at Allspark Day, Doc.
[booming.]
CeCe? [giggling.]
Daddy! [suspenseful theme playing.]
[giggles.]
[panting.]
GREENE: Oh, my! CECE: Daddy! [squeals.]
[grunting.]
Let Daddy reprogram his minimizer and we'll turn you back to proper CeCe size.
[sighs.]
No! Play! Hide go seek! [gasps.]
CeCe, look.
Behind you.
It's Isaac Newton.
[gasps, babbles.]
Gets her every time.
Eureka! You broke her.
CECE: CeCe hungry! CeCe.
She knows she's not allowed to have doughnuts.
Looks like our celebration is all set.
[playing lively music.]
Glad I could help.
Yeah.
Your TV must be exhausted.
[booming.]
[grunts.]
Earthquake! Get to cover! [cell phone rings.]
Griffin Rock Emergency.
GREENE: Chief, we've got a brobdingnagian problem.
CeCe is bigger! - Kids grow up fast, Doc.
- Not that fast.
And not that up.
Heatwave.
Get the bots downtown.
Quick! [CeCe babbling.]
[people screaming.]
[car alarm sounding.]
- There's a what running loose? - KADE: Yeah, you heard me.
A giant baby.
And apparently it's her snack time.
[grunting.]
[spits.]
Not eat doughnut.
Look out! Incoming doughnut! And to think I used to love those things.
No.
Way.
CeCe? [laughing.]
Whoa! [meowing.]
[siren wailing.]
[dramatic theme playing.]
Thanks, Chase.
That was close.
If baby walking can do that much damage, I shudder to consider babysitting.
[continues laughing.]
[car alarm sounds.]
Doc, you're on speaker.
How did this happen? I'm afraid CeCe got ahold of the minimizer, which was set to maximize.
Can't you just reverse it? GREENE: Exactly my thinking, Chief.
If I can fix the minimizer.
- He still hasn't made two of 'em? - What's the plan, Chief? We need to slow CeCe down until Doc can get her back to normal.
Dani, you and Blades track her from above.
Let's go, team.
[dramatic theme playing.]
[sirens wailing.]
[speaking gibberish.]
Power up and energize.
[grunting.]
CeCe, don't move.
Please? Blades, your winch.
We need to hold her still.
- Move in close.
- But how can my little winch [gulps.]
Fine.
Moving.
DANI: We have her.
I think she has us.
[babbling.]
- BLADES: Oh, no, you didn't! - DANI: Hang on! Fall back, team.
[giggling.]
CHASE: I am not a toy.
[grunting.]
CeCe.
Over here.
Blades, can you distract her? Fine.
If CeCe wants to play, let's play.
[squeals, giggles.]
Bubber fly.
Let's lead her out of town.
CeCe.
Wanna play tag with bubber fly? Bubber fly.
Good job.
It's working.
Bath! Wait.
A bath is more fun than us? [sirens wailing.]
How's that repair coming, Doc? I should have it done soon.
Hopefully.
- How's CeCe doing? - Ugh, it looks like the worst is over.
Although the ferry might need a little repair.
[speaking gibberish.]
GREENE: Ferry? Oh, my.
D-Does it look like she's taking a bath? You say that like it's a bad thing.
It's not the bath I'm worried about.
It's what comes after the bath.
Nap time.
If she doesn't have her stuffed frog, she'll throw the biggest tantrum imaginable.
[yawning.]
[tranquil theme playing.]
Pasteur.
CeCe want Pasteur.
- And it's at the lab, isn't it? - We're on our way.
Heatwave.
Get us close.
I'll calm her down.
[dramatic theme playing.]
CeCe.
Be a good wittle baby and Kadey-Wadey will get you a wollypop.
Whoa.
That's the best you've got? Give me a break.
I haven't spoken baby in a few years.
[CeCe grunts.]
HEATWAVE: Whoa! [grunting.]
Who taught that baby karate? [crying, babbling indistinctly.]
[all yelling.]
[crying.]
[yelling.]
Up here, CeCe.
Look.
It's Pasteur.
Pasteur? Oh, boy.
[screams.]
[shouting gibberish.]
CHASE: It appears Pasteur is too small for her to recognize.
Well, great.
Now what? Go to the giant stuffed animal store? Or we could get something big that could pass for a frog.
I've got a plan.
Uh you sure about this, buddy? The name's Pasteur.
Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit.
Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit.
Croak.
Okay.
It's official.
Worst rescue plan ever.
Boulder's green and the right size, relative to CeCe.
She might just think he's her toy.
Ribbit, ribbit.
Croak.
Ribbit, ribbit.
[giggling.]
Might not wanna hold Pasteur so tight.
Pasteur talk! Croak, Boulder! Croak! Ribbit, ribbit.
Follow that baby.
Doc, CeCe's bathed and has Pasteur.
I thought you said she'd be napping by now.
Uh I failed to mention one tiny thing.
Before CeCe falls asleep, she needs to be told a story.
And rocked to sleep.
Oh, great.
I know many riveting stories, but I fear I'm not large enough to provide ample rocking.
Wait.
What about High Tide? He's definitely huge and he said he used to tell stories with his friends on Allspark Day.
[sighs.]
At this point, I'd ask Unicron for help.
Well, if it's not grumpy gills.
To what do I owe the pleasure? [sighs.]
We have a job for you, and we'd appreciate your help.
In the spirit of Allspark Day.
Oh.
So you're celebrating that now, are ya? Actually, this isn't just a holiday.
It's an emergency.
Well, blip.
If you put it that way.
HIGH TIDE: Oh, CeCe, my little pearl.
It's story time.
[babbles.]
Why don't we have a sit-down? I'll tell ya the tale of the destruction of the hammer of Primus.
That is not a story for toddlers.
[speaking gibberish.]
It was a dark and stormy night on the planet of Cybertron.
The wind blew louder than a thousand Insecticons.
[imitates wind blowing.]
See? No bot can beat my stories.
BLADES: If you wanna fall asleep.
- What was that, mosquito? - Uh Thank you? I'm here! Sorry I'm late, but [cooing.]
Aren't they adorable when they're asleep? [tender theme playing.]
[cooing.]
Pasteur big.
This might be the best Allspark Day I've ever had.
Who says it's over? [crowd cheering.]
[band playing lively music.]
- WOMAN: Allspark Day! - CROWD: Yay! That hammer could destroy a whole world with a single firing.
And we, over 15 renegade mega-bots sent to crush it.
This holiday is often celebrated in poem.
I give you a haiku.
Today is special and tonight as well, Allspark all special, all day.
All right, Chase.
[claps.]
I love blueberry.
So this is how you celebrate life? By being a fountain? I'd say he's celebrating by being there for his friends.
[yells, coughing.]
Mm.
Not bad.
[laughs.]
Maybe Allspark Day does have a place on Earth after all.
LUSKEY: Is the earthquake over? Hello? Anybody?
[snoring.]
[booming.]
[gasps.]
[grunts.]
- Where's that coming from? - Make it stop.
Is is the fire alarm? Chief? Is something wrong? No! Something is right.
[booms.]
It's Allspark Day! Actually it's Kade Sleeps in Day.
I'm going back to bed.
[snoring.]
Don't do that.
Allspark Day only happens once every seven cycles.
I worked the date out on the human calendar, and it's today! Unfortunate.
That gives us little time to prepare - a proper celebration.
- We're not celebrating.
Earth has enough holidays of its own.
Wait.
What is Allspark Day? It's a celebration of what makes us, us.
Sort of like Happy to Be Alive Day.
And get ready to par-tay! [phone rings.]
Griffin Rock Emergency.
We're on our way.
The mayor's caught in some kind of freak storm out on his yacht.
See? No time to celebrate anyway.
Rescue Bots, roll to the rescue.
[dramatic theme playing.]
The yacht's a half mile due west but I don't see a storm.
[barks.]
[title music.]
A routine patrol with four Bots in stasis Years later awoke in the strangest of places Earth was their home now and in addition Optimus Prime gave them this mission Learn from the humans serve and protect Live in their world earn their respect A family of heroes will be your allies To others remain robots in disguise - # Rescue Bots # - # Roll to the rescue # - # Humans in need # - # Heroes indeed # - # Rescue Bots # - # Roll to the rescue # Rescue Bots With Cody to guide them and show them the way Rescue Bots will be saving the day - # Rescue Bots # - # Roll to the rescue # Rescue Bots [dramatic theme playing.]
4x10 - Allspark Day [motor buzzing.]
What about me? [barking.]
Us.
Wh It's Where? Where did my [barks.]
Give me that.
No! Not my beautiful yacht! DANI: Don't worry, Mr.
Mayor.
We have this.
Up for some fishing? Aye-aye, captain.
[dramatic theme playing.]
[grunts.]
Nice work, you two.
Arrgh.
You should have seen the one that got away, matey.
It was as big as - As that? - Watch out, Blades! [dramatic theme playing.]
Hang on, everybody.
Or, you know, use your arm rest.
Not again! [dog barks.]
I agree.
It looked much better on you.
Any idea what could be causing these waves, son? No clue.
Rogue swells are normally consistent with storms, but the sky's totally clear.
CODY: Uh, guys? I think I know where those waves are coming from.
[dramatic theme playing.]
Fire in the hole.
Cannonball! Uh, Dad, you might wanna get out of there.
CODY: I think another rogue wave is headed your way.
Dani, get the mayor and his family home.
We'll deal with the current situation.
BURNS: Ahoy there, High Tide.
Can we have a word? Happy Allspark Day, landlubbers! Happy Allspark Day, High Tide.
Oh, I should've known that's what this was all about.
Yeah.
You should call it Glad to Be Annoying Day instead of Glad to Be Alive Day.
Watch it, fleshie.
Maybe you should be the one watching it.
Your holiday spirit nearly sunk a yacht back there! Technically, it did sink.
Don't go getting your bolts unscrewed, Big Red.
I might not be able to tell stories with my buddies over a quart of visco at McAdam's Old Oil House, but this sailor still knows how to have fun on Allspark Day.
We respect that but do you think you could take your fun just a little further out to sea? Where your tidal waves won't put humans in danger? Fine by me.
If you swabbies don't have the gumption to kick up your heels once every seven cycles, I'll be celebrating on my own.
CODY: So how'd it go? Great! And now that we've taken care of High Tide, we can start planning our Allspark Day.
There is much to organize.
Starting with somehow obtaining a fountain of Energon.
Don't forget.
The Parade of Metals.
- Oh, and we'll need music.
- I can make more drums like mine.
No.
Those traditions are part of our old lives on Cybertron.
We live here now, not in the past.
I guess I didn't see it that way.
We just wanted to show Cody how Do I need to say it in Cybertronian? We're not celebrating.
Probably not a good time to bring up the Festival of Primes.
Hey, Boulder.
What are you working on? It's a painting of home.
The first Allspark Day I remember.
Whoa! That looks noble.
I was looking forward to sharing some of Cybertron with you.
The same way you've showed us Earth.
What do you like best about Allspark Day? - The fountain or the music or - Well I guess the feeling.
When you're happy to be alive, it spills over onto everyone else.
Except Heatwave.
Why is he so against it? I think he misses home.
Sometimes it's easier not to remember.
- Even the good times.
- Boulder can I borrow your painting for a little bit? So I thought, what if we made the Earth version of Allspark Day? It'll show Heatwave it's okay to have his traditions here too.
- I'm in.
- Me too.
Boulder was really looking forward to celebrating.
[slurps.]
Music, food and holiday pay? [chuckles.]
How fast can I say yes? I like your idea Cody, but we don't have much time to get everything together.
I bet the whole town will help if we tell them about it.
LUSKEY: Help? Oh, well, of course.
After today's rescue, the bots deserve a holiday.
By the way, did you ever figure out what caused those waves? - Um - Yes.
But it's very scientific.
Say no more.
I totally understand.
Uh Rather I I don't.
Besides, you have to get busy.
I'd help, but I'm going to start celebrating now.
[upbeat music playing.]
- Uh Mr.
Mayor? - Shh! - Ah! So good to be alive.
- I guess that means we're on our own.
[lively music plays.]
And since music is a big part of Allspark Day, we hoped your band would come play downtown.
We'd love to.
I'll compose a song in the bots' honor.
Something with tuba I think.
Ah! [grunts.]
I'm okay.
The fountain in the picture is Energon, but I figured we could find an Earth substitute.
It's your lucky day.
Milo's stocking up his bunker with every kind of fruit juice, and I just picked up blueberry.
So don't laugh, but I guess storytelling's an important part of Allspark Day, and since you read to your students, I figured you might wanna help the bots out by KADE: Guys, we have our storyteller.
And downtown's all set up.
Only thing left to figure out is the Parade of Metals.
DANI: Already working on it, Dad.
Your idea of using the minimizer in reverse was brilliant, Cody.
It's much easier to grow metals than dig them up.
[whirring.]
Though I have gone through several tables in the process.
- Whoa.
Was that CeCe? - Yes.
I'm afraid she's programmed a hyper drive into her hover-horse.
It's genius, but I've barely gotten a thing done all day.
Well, where are Frankie and Professor Baranova? Girls' weekend.
A desalination conference in Oslo.
Pasteur Oh, dear.
We must find her stuffed frog, Pasteur, quickly, or she'll melt down faster than an unstable reactor.
- Is this it? - Ah! Pasteur! [ribbits.]
[giggles.]
Pasteur talk.
[beeping.]
[cooing.]
I'll deliver your metals as soon as CeCe has her nap.
[beeping.]
[giggling.]
[suspenseful theme playing.]
See you at Allspark Day, Doc.
[booming.]
CeCe? [giggling.]
Daddy! [suspenseful theme playing.]
[giggles.]
[panting.]
GREENE: Oh, my! CECE: Daddy! [squeals.]
[grunting.]
Let Daddy reprogram his minimizer and we'll turn you back to proper CeCe size.
[sighs.]
No! Play! Hide go seek! [gasps.]
CeCe, look.
Behind you.
It's Isaac Newton.
[gasps, babbles.]
Gets her every time.
Eureka! You broke her.
CECE: CeCe hungry! CeCe.
She knows she's not allowed to have doughnuts.
Looks like our celebration is all set.
[playing lively music.]
Glad I could help.
Yeah.
Your TV must be exhausted.
[booming.]
[grunts.]
Earthquake! Get to cover! [cell phone rings.]
Griffin Rock Emergency.
GREENE: Chief, we've got a brobdingnagian problem.
CeCe is bigger! - Kids grow up fast, Doc.
- Not that fast.
And not that up.
Heatwave.
Get the bots downtown.
Quick! [CeCe babbling.]
[people screaming.]
[car alarm sounding.]
- There's a what running loose? - KADE: Yeah, you heard me.
A giant baby.
And apparently it's her snack time.
[grunting.]
[spits.]
Not eat doughnut.
Look out! Incoming doughnut! And to think I used to love those things.
No.
Way.
CeCe? [laughing.]
Whoa! [meowing.]
[siren wailing.]
[dramatic theme playing.]
Thanks, Chase.
That was close.
If baby walking can do that much damage, I shudder to consider babysitting.
[continues laughing.]
[car alarm sounds.]
Doc, you're on speaker.
How did this happen? I'm afraid CeCe got ahold of the minimizer, which was set to maximize.
Can't you just reverse it? GREENE: Exactly my thinking, Chief.
If I can fix the minimizer.
- He still hasn't made two of 'em? - What's the plan, Chief? We need to slow CeCe down until Doc can get her back to normal.
Dani, you and Blades track her from above.
Let's go, team.
[dramatic theme playing.]
[sirens wailing.]
[speaking gibberish.]
Power up and energize.
[grunting.]
CeCe, don't move.
Please? Blades, your winch.
We need to hold her still.
- Move in close.
- But how can my little winch [gulps.]
Fine.
Moving.
DANI: We have her.
I think she has us.
[babbling.]
- BLADES: Oh, no, you didn't! - DANI: Hang on! Fall back, team.
[giggling.]
CHASE: I am not a toy.
[grunting.]
CeCe.
Over here.
Blades, can you distract her? Fine.
If CeCe wants to play, let's play.
[squeals, giggles.]
Bubber fly.
Let's lead her out of town.
CeCe.
Wanna play tag with bubber fly? Bubber fly.
Good job.
It's working.
Bath! Wait.
A bath is more fun than us? [sirens wailing.]
How's that repair coming, Doc? I should have it done soon.
Hopefully.
- How's CeCe doing? - Ugh, it looks like the worst is over.
Although the ferry might need a little repair.
[speaking gibberish.]
GREENE: Ferry? Oh, my.
D-Does it look like she's taking a bath? You say that like it's a bad thing.
It's not the bath I'm worried about.
It's what comes after the bath.
Nap time.
If she doesn't have her stuffed frog, she'll throw the biggest tantrum imaginable.
[yawning.]
[tranquil theme playing.]
Pasteur.
CeCe want Pasteur.
- And it's at the lab, isn't it? - We're on our way.
Heatwave.
Get us close.
I'll calm her down.
[dramatic theme playing.]
CeCe.
Be a good wittle baby and Kadey-Wadey will get you a wollypop.
Whoa.
That's the best you've got? Give me a break.
I haven't spoken baby in a few years.
[CeCe grunts.]
HEATWAVE: Whoa! [grunting.]
Who taught that baby karate? [crying, babbling indistinctly.]
[all yelling.]
[crying.]
[yelling.]
Up here, CeCe.
Look.
It's Pasteur.
Pasteur? Oh, boy.
[screams.]
[shouting gibberish.]
CHASE: It appears Pasteur is too small for her to recognize.
Well, great.
Now what? Go to the giant stuffed animal store? Or we could get something big that could pass for a frog.
I've got a plan.
Uh you sure about this, buddy? The name's Pasteur.
Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit.
Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit.
Croak.
Okay.
It's official.
Worst rescue plan ever.
Boulder's green and the right size, relative to CeCe.
She might just think he's her toy.
Ribbit, ribbit.
Croak.
Ribbit, ribbit.
[giggling.]
Might not wanna hold Pasteur so tight.
Pasteur talk! Croak, Boulder! Croak! Ribbit, ribbit.
Follow that baby.
Doc, CeCe's bathed and has Pasteur.
I thought you said she'd be napping by now.
Uh I failed to mention one tiny thing.
Before CeCe falls asleep, she needs to be told a story.
And rocked to sleep.
Oh, great.
I know many riveting stories, but I fear I'm not large enough to provide ample rocking.
Wait.
What about High Tide? He's definitely huge and he said he used to tell stories with his friends on Allspark Day.
[sighs.]
At this point, I'd ask Unicron for help.
Well, if it's not grumpy gills.
To what do I owe the pleasure? [sighs.]
We have a job for you, and we'd appreciate your help.
In the spirit of Allspark Day.
Oh.
So you're celebrating that now, are ya? Actually, this isn't just a holiday.
It's an emergency.
Well, blip.
If you put it that way.
HIGH TIDE: Oh, CeCe, my little pearl.
It's story time.
[babbles.]
Why don't we have a sit-down? I'll tell ya the tale of the destruction of the hammer of Primus.
That is not a story for toddlers.
[speaking gibberish.]
It was a dark and stormy night on the planet of Cybertron.
The wind blew louder than a thousand Insecticons.
[imitates wind blowing.]
See? No bot can beat my stories.
BLADES: If you wanna fall asleep.
- What was that, mosquito? - Uh Thank you? I'm here! Sorry I'm late, but [cooing.]
Aren't they adorable when they're asleep? [tender theme playing.]
[cooing.]
Pasteur big.
This might be the best Allspark Day I've ever had.
Who says it's over? [crowd cheering.]
[band playing lively music.]
- WOMAN: Allspark Day! - CROWD: Yay! That hammer could destroy a whole world with a single firing.
And we, over 15 renegade mega-bots sent to crush it.
This holiday is often celebrated in poem.
I give you a haiku.
Today is special and tonight as well, Allspark all special, all day.
All right, Chase.
[claps.]
I love blueberry.
So this is how you celebrate life? By being a fountain? I'd say he's celebrating by being there for his friends.
[yells, coughing.]
Mm.
Not bad.
[laughs.]
Maybe Allspark Day does have a place on Earth after all.
LUSKEY: Is the earthquake over? Hello? Anybody?