Insecticons!
Inside! Run!
Was it something we said?
I'm starve, starve.
Don't tell me them darn locusts are back.
Them ain't locusts, thems Insecticons!
Let's get outta here!
You don't need to say.
Kick off reception, guys.
I think his tractor needs a jumpstart, start.
Enough bugplay, let's get down to work.
Is this a farm or a parking lot?
Autobots, transform.
They're trying to wreck our picnic.
Tracks need a light, light.
I'm burning!
Autobots, retreat!
Will ya look at that!
Now they've got their tail pipes between their legs.
We were outnumbered, Prime.
So we disengaged before we recieved any more casualties.
You did the right thing, Smokescreen.
What are we gonna do?
Don't lose your coolant, Huffer.
Cosmos, Bumblebee and Spike are on the job.
This is Bumblebee calling from Floran 3, come in.
Go ahead, Bumblebee.
We got the robotic insecticide and we're on our way home.
Robotic insecticide? - Good work.
- And travel safely. - No problem, Optimus.
Roger and out.
I just hope the insecticide works.
Cosmos, what happened?
I'm caught!
Hold on, Bumblebee.
Fire, the emergency jet.
Thanks, Spike.
Whoa, I wonder what that plant thing wanted.
Us for breakfast.
I'll never eat a salad again.
Welcome, Insecticons.
Prepare our friends for...
the energon transfer machine.
I hope this won't take too long, long.
Can't you go any faster, Megatron?
Yeah, we've got some acreage to raid before its harvested.
Patience, my friends.
We want to make sure to get every last drop of energon.
Here is your cut, Insecticons.
This is all, all?
Oh I'm afraid so, Shrapnel.
The transfer process is costly and uses a great deal of energy.
Maybe we'll do better next time.
- Thanks for nothing. - Big Deal.
Big spender, spender.
Muahah. If the Insecticons had brains, they'd be dangerous!
The plants from Floran 3 seemed to have hitched a ride,
I'm losing control.
Why don't we blast them with the jets again?
I-I'm too low on power.
I don't know how long I can maintain control.
Power completely expended.
Both of you into the ejector chamber immediately.
But what about you, Cosmos?
This is no time to argue, Spike.
Just do what he says.
Gonna crash.
Come on, we gotta find cosmos.
Cosmos must be inside.
Cosmos, are you alright?
Well, I'm still in one piece.
But I can't transform.
We better go back to headquarters for help.
You're right.
Cos, we're gonna go get help!
Tell Prime that the insecticide... is still intact.
Hold tight Cosmos, we'll be back before you can fire a spark plug
Where am I gonna go?
Decepticons are accumulating massive quantities of energon.
- Where's Cosmos? - It's easier to show you than tell you.
What's that on your back, Bumblebee?
It's those mechanical plants.
Oh no.
Stand still.
Here you go, Perceptor.
- Yes thank you. - Cosmos isn't here.
He's covered by the plants.
They've taken over the whole valley.
Autobots, Transform!
Roll out!
- Megatron. - Proceed, Soundwave.
Laserbeak reports Autobots...
enroute to acquire robotic insecticide.
Good, I might have use of it myself someday.
Also report of alien plant life at the location of...
Never mind that, we must get to the insecticide before the Autobots.
Hmm. Very interesting. What is it?
- Hmm? What is what? - Your diagnosis.
Morphobots, I'm certain of it.
Morphobots? I thought they were extinct.
As did I.
Morphobots, yes I understand, Perceptor.
It seems the Morphobots have left their Planet...
in a desperate search for sustenance.
Also Prime, we have reason to believe...
that they are capable of devouring any robotic form.
Yes, approach them with extreme caution.
I've never seen so many Insecticons.
Shrapnel must be working overtime.
- Thrust, this is Megatron. - I'm recieving, Megatron.
An Autobot convoy appears to be heading for a northeast valley.
The insecticide must be there.
Order the Insecticons to stay away...
until we've destroyed the insecticide.
What does that loudmouth showoff, want?
Well, here comes Megatron's messenger boy.
"What brings you here, Thrust?" - Megatron sends a warning.
The Autobots have acquired a robotic insecticide.
Which is capable of destroying you and your forces.
You are not go near the valley just northeast of here...
over those mountains.
Once he destroys the insecticide,
he will let you know its clear.
Then you may continue on any path you wish.
How considerate of Megatron.
Do you expect us to believe that sentimental trash, trash?
He values ​​your safety.
What's Megatron really hiding in that valley?
Your insolence is disturbing.
Here is an electronic message...
to take back to Megatron, tron.
Give our best wishes to Megatron.
Those dirty roaches, I'll show them.
Thrust never could take a joke.
Let's pay Megatron a visit, visit.
I'm sure he's decieving us, decieving us.
Insecticons, follow us!
This time we'll get whats coming to us, to us.
I'm picking up an Autobot distress signal.
Excellent, we'll investigate.
Very unusual.
I have never before seen plant life like this on earth.
So let's find this Autobot junkheap...
and see if he's got the insecticide.
I'll clear this overgrown spinach patch in a flash.
Refrain, Starscream.
These plants may be dangerous.
Where is your courage, Megatron?
You test my patience, Starscream, I...
Megatron, Autobots in vicinity.
I'll deal with you later.
Conceal yourselves, quickly!
We'll let the Autobots get the insecticide for us.
Cosmos was somewhere over there, Optimus.
Yeah, but when we left him, he wasn't completely grown over.
- At least we're picking up his signal. - But how are we ever gonna get to him?
Warpath, I want to blast a path through to Cosmos.
Hey, No problem, Prime.
The only thing you have to worry about is, i'll dig a path you want.
Ironhide, see if any of your liquids...
can act like weed killers.
I'll do my best, Prime.
I didn't even make a dinging dent.
Leave it to me, Prime.
They didn't even wilt.
- Alright, let me try something. - Blaster, no music.
We are in the middle of...
Blaster's music.
I know, it's frying my brain transistors too.
The music's working.
Blaster, move closer to them.
Now step back.
Who says plants aren't intelligent?
The Morphobots are repelled by your music.
Yeah, like the rest of us.
For once, I hope your speakers...
Don't give out, Blaster.
To the right, Bumblebee.
Ironhides nitrogen won't hold forever.
We'd better hurry it up.
By our calculations, you should be right on top off Cosmos.
Am I glad to see you guys.
When we get back home, I'm going to give you the best overhaul you've ever had.
Could we talk later, fellas?
I don't want to be here during the big melt.
Look out!
- Mission accomplished, Prime. - Good work, Blaster.
You've just gone platinum.
The insecticide is still intact, Prime.
Well done, Cosmos.
Dirge, Ramjet, Blitzwing, attack.
Decepticons.
Prime, you never learn, do you?
Here is a demonstration of ...
whats to become of all you pathetic Autobots.
That could mean the entire human race will starve.
That just breaks my energon converter.
You will never get away with this, Megatron.
And who will stop me, Prime?
Just don't stand there with your cockpits open, you fools!
I'd shoot at the thing, but you ordered me not to, Megatron.
Nice recovery.
Let's see how do in the dark.
Megatron is mine!
The Insecticons!
Those noble creatures have come to save us,
despite the danger to their own lives.
Our friend Megatron is in trouble.
If I wasn't so hungry, I'd stop to help him out. HAHAHAHAHAH!
Do you see that delicious looking forest, forest?
We were right, Megatron was trying to hoard it, hoard it.
What are they doing?
This is a gourmet meal.
My mouth is buzzing already.
The Morphobots feed on robotic insects.
Pull!
Let's get outta here!
You didn't tell us they'd bite back!
I can't believe it, those plants just ate the Insecticon army.
But those three ingrates ran away.
- I think we'd better get out of here. - Decepticons, retreat!
Look at those, Decepti-Cowards split.
You know, I hate to admit it.
But the Morphobots saved the day.
Yeah, in a way, I guess they're heroes.
Thats true, Spike.
But we can't let them stay here on earth.
Yes, they saved the world from the Insecticons.
But soon they'd be wanting the world itself.
Yeah.
Sending them to a planet inhabited by robotic insects was a good idea.
Optimus Prime.
Yes, what is it Perceptor?
I could use some uh.. help in the lab.
And incidentally...
I hope there is another space ship available.
Real soon.