"Spoilsport." He was still smiling as he said it, optics flicking open, and he lowered her to the ground. She was tired, as she should be, and Jolt himself was worn out as well.

The Autobot stood, his leg servos thankfully keeping the protesting to a minimum this time, and made the transformation back into his alt. The blue Chevrolet settled onto its wheels with a quiet sigh.