#1. Do not call Speedy slowpoke

Grace was walking down the hall quite happily, minding her own business for once, when she heard something.

"Brat."

"Bastard."

"Idiot."

She poked her head into the living room, where she saw Speedy and Blurr facing off, glaring daggers at each other.

She casually walked over to Autumn, who was watching the scene, amused, along with most of the other freedom fighters.

"They're at it again?" Grace asked, smirking as she pulled a bottle of lemonade from the refrigerator.

"Yep." Autumn nodded to the two siblings, who were still glaring at each other.

"Stupid."

"Wimp."

"Jerk."

"Slowpoke."

Speedy's eyes widened in shock, letting out a enraged gasp, screaming as she tackled her brother to the ground, startling all the freedom fighters.

"You take that back!"

The two were engulfed in a cloud of dust, as tangled limbs and flying fists could be seen inside.

"You think we should help him?" Grace raised a eyebrow, worry and nervousness laced into that sentence.

"Nah." Autumn replied, WAY too calmly.

"Dagger, and Saber got it."

True to the fairy's words, the two said girls were already pulling away a furious, struggling Speedy off towards the brig, as a frustrated Ratchet attended to the downed Blurr, cursing the whole time.

Grace snickered as she pulled out a notepad.

"I just got the first rule for the rulebook."

#2. You can not escape the brig when Prowl is on watch

"Aw, come on! It was just a bucket of paint!" Grace whined as she was tossed into the brig, along with Roxy, Chloe, and Musia.

"PINK paint." Prowl sighed, annoyed. "You know how much Scarr hates the color pink."

"You should have seen his face when we dumped the bucket on him." Musia snickered.

Smiles tugged on the girls' faces when the recalled the shocked, horrified expression on Scarr's face when they poured the whole bucket of paint on him.

They instantly vanished however, when Prowl glared at them.

So they used there only weapon against him.

They glared back.

There, then was a mini glaring contest between the officer and princesses.

But there was three of them, so Prowl basically lost...

Prowl finally took a deep breath to calm himself, before walking away.

"Great. What are we suppose to do now?" Roxy grumbled.

Chloe let a cheshire cat-like smile creep up her face as she innocently replied, "Oh, I don't know, maybe escape..."

The girls' smiled mischievously when Chloe pulled the key out.

Few minutes later...

"We're free!" Roxy screamed happily, she and the rest of the girls', flying around, knocking everything down.

"GIRLS!"

"Aw, crud!" Musia screeched as Prowl tackled her to the ground."

"RUN-oof!" Chloe cried out when Prowl grabbed her foot, slamming her into Roxy, both of them crashing onto the ground.

"Oh, dang, oh dang, oh dang, oh-OW!" Grace yelped when one of Prowl's acid bullets whizzed past her, grazing her leg, making her turn and crash into a wall.

Few minutes later in the brig...

"Well, here's rule number two." Grace grumbled scribbling on the notepad.