Yes, I had to make the next part before the date. And bonus points to whoever can guess correctly about the ending scene.
*Scene is set in the UltraCodexa home where Cadet is “getting ready” with the “help” of G1 Elita-One (Harley), Codexa, and Earthspark Bumblebee (Buzz).*
Cadet: *getting derma gloss paint on by Harley* Guys, it's not that serious-
Codexa: *going through the jewelry box* Of course it is! You're going on your first date! We have to help!
Harley: *finishes putting derma gloss paint and whispers* Does she know about the group date you were in with Br-
Cadet: *whisper snaps* No she doesn't! And she doesn't need to know. The last thing we need is Carrier chasing him with a chancla!
Harley: *giggles* Very well. Now! Let's add some strokes on your cheek plates.
Cadet: Oh come on! We're not going to a fancy bar! We're just having a simple dinner!
Buzz: *wraps a yellow shawl around Cadet's shoulders before magnetizing it.* Nope! Maccadam heard about this and he offered Smokescreen a private table for you two. And he made it really fancy too!
Cadet: *shocked* How did Maccadam find out?!
Codexa: Oh, he overheard Smokescreen asking for advice from Bombus, then he offered. Ah-ha! There they are! *Pulls out a pair of audial jewelry* and don't worry about being late. Macaddam made sure you two had the space all night.
Cadet: *in disbelief* But…I…he…why…
Codexa: *puts the jewelry on Cadets* There we go! Hmm…Maybe some more?
Harley: I think he's fine with just the audial jewelry. *Lightly applies strokes on his cheek plates* And Cadet, everyone is making a big deal about this because you rarely show interest in anyone. They just want to make sure that you have a good time.
Cadet: But I don't want to make a big deal about it. It would just put pressure on him.
Buzz: Well…he was already putting pressure on himself and I bet your Ultra Magnus and the other Optimi are definitely not helping.
Codexa: *smiles* They're downstairs right now, keeping Smokescreen company.
Cadet: … *gets out of his seat and runs down the stairs* No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no….
*Once he reaches the lower level, he runs to the living room where Smokescreen, Ultra Magnus, and the other Optimi are talking. Smokescreen nervously fidgets.*
Polaris: *smiles* So, what is your favorite thing about Cadet?
Smokescreen: I…um…I like-
Big Rig: Where will you two be going?
Smokescreen: Well we'll be going at Maccadam-
Royal: *grips his sword hilt* You won't do anything Cadet doesn't want to do, right?
Smokescreen: Of course not-!
Phantom: You will make sure Cadet gets home before it's too late, right?
Ultra Magnus: *places a servo on Smokescreen's shoulder* If he comes home crying, we will have your helm.
Smokescreen: *silent scream* Commander Sage…
Sage: *pats his shoulder*
Smokescreen: Commander Sage!
Cadet: What are you guys doing?! *elbows Royal’s side hard*
Ultra Magnus: Ah. Cadet. You’re ready.
*Smokescreen looks at Cadet, his words stuck in his voice box. Cadet made optic contact with him and quickly looked away, blushing.*
Cadet: (Oh dear Primus…Please strike me down.) *clears his voice box* What were you guys doing?
Phantom: We were just asking Smokescreen some questions. And to make sure he knows what will happen if this goes south. *pats Smokescreen’s shoulder roughly* Right kid?
Smokescreen: *nervously chuckles* Y-yup!
Polaris: *nudges Smokescreen and smiles* And doesn’t Cade look amazing?
Smokescreen: *smiles goofily* Yeah…he looks…good either way.
Cadet: *blushes harder* I, um…
Big Rig: *chuckles* Now, now. You both have a reservation at Macaddam’s. You better get going. And… *looks at Smokescreen and drops the smile* No funny business.
Smokescreen: *gulps* Right.
*Cadet rolled his optics and grabbed Smokescreen’s wrist, dragging him out of the house. He could hear the other Optimi shouting after them. Once they were out of optic sight, Cadet slowed down and let go of Smokescreen’s wrist.*
Cadet: *clears his voice box and starts fidgeting with the shawl* Sorry about them. They can be a bit overprotective.
Smokescreen: I mean…*sheepishly rubs his neck cables* with some bot as cute as you, I understand why they’re so protective of you.
Cadet: I… *blushes and looks away* We…should get going.
Smokescreen: Right! Um…may I? *holds out a servo*
Cadet: Oh! Um…yes. *place his servo in Smokescreen’s*
*Smokescreen smiles and guides Cadet to a different direction from Macaddam’s*
Smokescreen: I cancelled our reservation. Your Bulkhead, Acrylic, told me that you wouldn’t like a fancy dinner on a first date. So…I decided to do a picnic date instead. Is that alright?
Cadet: … *smiles* Yeah. That’s fine with me.
*The scene ends with Smokescreen and Cadet sitting on a picnic blanket, talking and laughing. All the while…a little camera bot spies on them.*