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Chapter four.

Primes Admirer

Blaster dragged himself down the corridor towards the medical bay, one harm held his other up as he limped. His usual bright paint job now just scratched remains and replaced with the green paint that was over the wash racks. Thanking Primus the medical bay doors where already open Blaster dragged himself in and sat on the nearest berth.

“Ratchet.” He mumbled quietly.

“Look no matter how many times you ask me I’m not...Blaster what in frag’s name happened to you.” Ratchet gasped.

“The twins, they think I set them up with the whole wash rack thing.” Blaster answered.

“First the rumour about Bumblebee then this, whatever will they do next.” Ratchet grumbled.

“What rumor about ‘Bee...Ow.”

“That he’s behind it all now sit still.”

Blaster pouted a little before letting the Medic take over, the thought had never occurred to him about Bumblebee. Never did he actually suspect of the little sparkling to be behind anything but since the green paint mishap, things made a lot more sense.

Elsewhere.

Both twins sat scowling at each other as they sat in the brig again but this time in separate cells. Not a single word had been uttered between the two of them each of them blamed the other for what was going on, yet neither knowing the full truth. Sideswipe sat grinning madly at his scowling brother, while Sunstreaker simply glared menacingly back at him.

“I blame you for this.” Sunstreaker growled.

“You blame me for everything.” Sideswipe retorted.

“That’s cause everything is always you’re fault.”

“It is not I can’t help it if I’m more popular than you.”

Sideswipe’s optics raised slightly as he realised what he had just said, he watched as his brothers scowling features changed to a somewhat hurt look. It was true that he was more popular than his yellow twin but that was because everyone pegged him as a cold sparked murderer. Sideswipe knew he was far from it and that anything Sunstreaker did he did it to protect him and the other Autobot’s couldn’t see that.

“Sunny I’m-

“Don’t even bother alright.” Sunstreaker interrupted coldly. “Keep your popularity I don’t fraggin’ need any of them and I certainly don’t need you.”

“Alright you two times up.” Prowl said as he entered the brig and open the cell doors.

“Thank frag for that.” Sunstreaker growled as he barged past the tactician and out of the room.

“What is his problem?” Prowl asked.

“I said something I shouldn’t off I’ll see you later Prowl.” Sideswipe replied as he too left the room.

Bumblebee.

A certain little sparkling had been busy while the twins had been detained, not only had he snuck into their room but had managed to grab a few tins of paint. Bumblebee chuckled as he dragged the two tins of paint up into the ventilations shaft with him, knowing Sunstreaker wouldn’t notice this colour missing. Grinning to himself the yellow sparkling hoisted himself up into the ventilation shaft and pulled the cover over just as the door to the twins room opened.

“Aww come on Sunny you know I didn’t mean it like that.” Sideswipe pleaded below him.

“Oh really the how else did you mean it.” Sunstreaker snapped back.

“You know you are way too sensitive for your own good.”

“Aww does that bother you.” Sunstreaker said sarcastically.

“Yeah actually it does.” Sideswipe replied.

“Well deal with it then.”

With that said Sunstreaker plonked down on the bottom bunk and continued to glare at his brother, refusing to speak to him in anyway. Sideswipe stood their flabbergasted as he tried to figure out to fix the mess he had made. Above them Bumblebee scuttled as quietly as could be through the shaft pray to primus the tins of paint didn’t fall of his back. Reaching his destination Bumblebee looked down at his recharging target and grinned mischievously.

“I know he’s my dad but he’s had this coming.” Bumblebee said to himself.

Moving the cover out of the way Bumblebee quietly set himself on the ground and un-hooked the paint cans from his door wings. Carefully pealing the paintbrush from the lid he opened the tins and set about his next prank. Not a single thought crossed his processor at how this was going to turn out, sighing happily he stood back and admired his work. That was until his victim snorted slightly 

which made Bumblebee grab his tools and dart under the berth. Just as he had settled himself in a comfortable position the bases red alarm sounded alerting everyone of an approaching enemy. Bumblebee felt his victim jump up off the berth and dash out of the room, sliding out from under the berth Bumblebee gulped as he realised he was about to get a lot more than he bargained for.

“Oh well If I’m going down I might as well get a good view.”

Leaving the tins of paint were they where Bumblebee sneaked out of the room before heading to the watch tower. Making sure none of the other Autobot’s saw him Bumblebee pushed opened the door letting it slam shut behind him and darted up to the watch tower. Pushing a nearby box to the edge Bumblebee climbed up onto and looked down at the fray below.

“Well aren’t we feeling mighty pretty Prime.” A Megatron laughed.

“I gotta admit that colour suits him.” A Decepticon called Eclipse shrieked.

“Looking hot Autoscum.” Another ‘Con added as a few wolf whistled.

“Err...Prime have you noticed you’re new colour lately.” Ironhide whispered carefully.

“What are you going on about?” Optimus replied

Tracks handed the Autobot leader the mirror he kept nearby everyone watched as Primes expression turned from a look of confusion to shock right to anger. His optics narrowed before turning to look at the twins, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe looked at each other before stepping away and pointing at each other.

“So Prime, you free later on I know this place which does the best high grade.” Eclipse flirted.

The Decepticons roared with laughter as the Autobot’s glared at the twins, both warriors glared at each other before turning and firing upon the Decepticons. Both shots hit Eclipse square in the chest as he stumbled back into his comrades, the seekers roared with outrage and took to the skies to fire down upon the Autobot’s. Bumblebee watched from his position, gulping as he realised he was in too deep to turn back now. Looking around from where he stood the sparkling grabbed the nearby rocks and threw them down on the raging Decepticons. Quickly the Autobot’s reigned supreme and sent the Decepticons packing, not before they got a few more taunts at Prime.

“You two have gone too far this time.” Optimus raged.

“But it wasn’t us.” Sideswipe pleaded.

“We were in our room the whole time, right up until the alarm sounded.” Sunstreaker added.

“Security cameras did show the twins enter their rooms and not leave until the alarm.” Red Alert defended.

The twins stared flabbergasted at the usually paranoid Autobot, Sideswipe grinned in thanks as Sunstreaker nodded. Optimus sighed as he realised Red Alert was telling the truth, Blaster looked over at the twins before glancing at Ratchet. The CMO glanced at the ‘bot before turning to face the twins, Blaster then realised all optics where on him.

“You don’t seriously think I did this do you?” Blaster gasped.

“You did take Sunny’s paint.” Sideswipe said.

“You were the one behind the wash rack incident.” Prowl gapped.

“No...No I didn’t do any of this Bumblebee asked me to get it.” Blaster explained.

“Right and I expect you want us to believe he’s been behind all the pranks going on at the minute.” Ratchet added.

“It does seem suspicious.” Jazz said.

“Blaster did you or did you not do this?” Optimus asked.

“No. No I didn’t.” Blaster replied.

“Well until we get to the bottom of this it’s the brig and kitchen duty for the three of you.” Prowl said finally

Blaster, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe raged at the punishment before Ironhide shoved the three of them through the doors. Bumblebee ducked down behind the crate, checking all traces of pink paint where gone from his armour the young sparkling left the watch tower. Optimus kneeled down in front of the sparkling as he stood near the Base entrance.

“Are you okay?” Optimus asked.

“I’m fine dad why are you pink?” Bumblebee asked innocently.

“No reason ‘Bee...No reason.” Optimus sighed.

Bumblebee grinned as Optimus set the sparkling on his shoulder, he looked back at the Autobot’s behind him and waved playfully. Blaster glanced at the sparkling before grumbling and followed the twins and Prowl towards the kitchen.