Seeing Fairies

By: MyNameIsJag and Katea-Nui

Disclaimer: We own nothing that has to do with this franchise…can you just imagine what would happen if we did get our own Transformers show?

Note: This was made up between Katea-Nui and I because we are on drugs that the plot bunnies gave us. It's nothing but pure crack, so don't take anything too seriously. I mean, it's a story about fairies…there isn't anything serious about it. Does contain mech/mech pairings, don't like it, too bad, we do!

A head injury allows Sideswipe to see a whole new world, one that involves seeing fairy versions of the ARK crew running around. Now he has to deal with the vain fairy Prince Sunstreaker and his royal fairy medic Ratchet, all without losing what little sanity he has left.

Chapter 1: I Do Believe In Fairies, I Do!

"Regular talk"

'Fairy talk'

Injuries were nothing new in this war, Sideswipe could contest to that. Name any kind of injury or pain and he'll give you a whole check list of where, when and why…though most of the why's would just end up being question marks considering on the prankster's lack of reasoning besides he just felt like doing it at the time.

So it should have been nothing new for him to come out of a medical induced recharge to the voices of his brother and the medic arguing over something, along with the thought of 'what hit me this time?'

This would be normal…seeing the mentioned two sitting on his chassis like they were having a picnic was not… The usual thoughts when he woke up were 'when can I get out of here' or 'wonder if Ratch is up for any special medicine', instead they were replaced with, 'why is Sunny and Hatchet the size of a squishy' and 'why do they have wings?'

Oh and not some kind of Seeker or flier wings either, no these were straight out of the Disney princess fairy wings…glitter and all.

Kinda made his optic twitch really.

A sound from his side diverted his attention from the chattering winged mechs to the ones walking up to the medbay berth he was now resting on. He gave a the tiny beings a quick glance before turning back to his actual brother and medic.

"What happened?"

Ratchet placed both his servos on his red hips and preceded to do the 'you're an idiot glare' at him, "You pulled another one of your stunts on Skywarp and he warped you helm first into the side of a mountain-"

"Well, that doesn't sound so-"

"Where your knocked out frame decided to take a trip by rolling of the said mountain and causing you to land on your helm once more, after the dozen or so tumbles you took getting to the bottom."

'Jeez, and I thought our Sides had problems.'

'Shows you, no matter where you go, my brother is an idiot.'

The red twin glanced back at his chassis, now noticing his guests were watching them, considering how many times he hit his helm perhaps seeing the little mechs wasn't that odd…but his processor injury bought illusions shouldn't talk so hateful about him.

He sat up and watched them gently take off to over in the air…so much glitter…

"You are an idiot Sides, we're fragging twins, you might not have felt anything when you went off into lala land but I sure as pit did!"

He stared up as at his golden brother while putting on his traditional smile, "But you still love me right?"

A 'humph' was the only answer he got as the yellow frontliner crossed his arms and looked away, the crimson Lambo nudged him over their bond and felt the 'hug' from within it. Seems 'Mister Tough Guy' was worried to death over his second half afterall.

'Isn't that just sweet, you need to show some brotherly love to yours.'

A snort that was just the mirror image of his Sunstreaker, 'Rather have you show me some love'

Sideswipe didn't even bother looking at them this time as the small clang of a wrench told him all he needed to know, instead he was more intent on watching the real Ratchet walk over to a table next to the berth and bend over to get some datapads…much more interesting then the tiny bots arguing.

"Okay, there were some loose wires up there that I had to replace and you should be working at normal capacity, though you should rest-" and he ignored the rest of the medical report he was given from the docbot, heh…Ratchet's hips moved from side to side when he was talking and not paying attention to what he was doing.

The ambulance had a lot of energy the way he kept going and being still was not a strong point for him when he had things to do.

'You know…I could probably go over there and sit on that aft and no one notice…'

'It'll be the only aft you'll ever get touch if you do, Princess.'

Ignore the drugged induced fantasies…though at least this weren't as bad as that time he woke up early with medication still flowing through his wires and thought First Aid was a giant energon cookie. It took some time for the medical apprentice to get over the crimson frontliner chasing him down and trying to eat him.

Sunny found it funny as pit…so did everyone else who recorded it and the video some how ended up over at the Cons…he spent weeks with the damn Seekers asking if he wanted a cookie before he pounded it out of them.

"-so you'll be on light duty until I give the go ahead to Prime." The porcelain colored mech glanced over his shoulder at the duo, a sudden scowl appearing on his face, "You weren't even listening to me, were you?"

A smirk from the helm finned mech, "Not a single word."

"Not our fault Ratch, it's that color scheme of you got going on…it's distracting," a wink, "not that I'm complaining."

'Don't ever change your colors, I demand it.'

'And if I do decided to go and have my colors changed?'

'You, my medic, will be tied to my berth for weeks upon weeks to suffer my desires.' The red twin didn't need to look back at the flying annoyances to know that the version of his brother was smirking.

'Good thing, I'm fond of this color isn't it.'

Isn't about time for that medication to wear out, he didn't even feel any in his systems.

The medic just glared at them both before deciding it was probably best to just move on, he had other patients to take care of. He pointed at Sideswipe, "You, lay back down on the berth."

"Oooh…we going for some alternative healing, sweet!"

Another look was sent the red twin's way, "Lay your aft down, I got other patients to tend to and as for you," the healer suddenly turned to Sunstreaker, "you are going back to your room to get some rest even if I have to drag you there."

The golden Lambo just shuttered his optics before giving off his infamous smirk, "Feeling a little dominate today, Ratch," he crossed his arms, "I think I like that, but I got worn you, I always end up topping."

A clang was heard through out the entire medbay followed by the growl of a certain frontliner rubbing his helm, but only one heard the laughter from the flying medic, 'Classic.'

Ratchet gave a pointed look to Sideswipe, "Lay back down, I don't want you off running around and accidentally tearing something I just replaced before it had proper time to heal."

"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya.", the injured mech plopped back down, optics now focusing on the winged mechs now floating above his frame, he felt the gentle pat from his medic on his leg, a sign of comfort and the nudge from his brother through their bond before they both left.

He stared at the two remaining bots, their talk low now as they hovered around, shimmers of light reflecting off their wings…the Sunny one was the spitting image of his brother, golden color, traditional smirk and all. Except for where he was used to seeing the Autobot symbol was some kind of shield with a crown in the middle, the design intricate and flawless as though one had poured their spark into making the mark. Oh…and those wings…his Sunstreaker did not have glittering silver wings that sparkled with every flap…

Where did all that stuff go anyway…did it just disappear…did it become dust…was it used to give vampire's their sparkly glow?

The little medic was…just adorable! Aww…look at the mini-Ratchet, he would probably fit in the frontliner's servos with out a problem. His symbol was also a shield with the familiar cross in the middle, not as flashy as the mini Lambo but it looked like somebody had crafted the mark just for him. His wings matched his chevron…with a transparency to them as well when the light hit them just right…

'-the sooner we find him, the sooner we can get home.'

'Can't believe Creator made us come and get his sorry aft!', mini-Sunny huffed and fluttered around the room, clearly agitated now, 'Seriously, when I find him-'

'Maybe your other brother has found him? Seeing as our Sideswipe isn't here by his counterpart,' a light flutter came from the mini-medic's wings before he sat back down on the red chassis, 'and if I remember, it was you who dragged me here.'

A slight 'whatever' was heard from the yellow mech, Sideswipe shuttered his optics, he could feel the light weight of the winged bot on him…like it was real…he slowly lifted his servo and…OH, SLAG, HE CAUGHT THE THING!

Ignoring the sudden cussing from both of the glitter bots, he sat up quickly and stared at the one in his servos, "I can fragging touch you!" In his experience…illusions can not be touched…or caught…so what the pit was going on!

'You can see us!'

He lifted the white mech to his face and stared at him, "You are the most realistic medicine induced thing I have ever had…what did Ratch give me!"

'We're not some kind of sick fantasy of yours, we're real and you're hurting my wings!'

He stared longer before being able to understand the words, he loosened his grip but still kept hold of the mini-medic, he reset his optics…nope…still there…and now the mini-Sunny was stabbing his servos with a tiny sword, "Hey, stop that, you'll give me a scratch."

'Frag you, let go of my medic!'

The crimson frowned but released his catch of the day, he glanced between the two as the version of his twin grabbed the flying healer in a possessive move much to said mech's displeasure, "Okay…what is going on?"

A huff came from the golden lambo, 'I am Prince Sunstreaker of the Royal Fairy Family, this is my Royal Medic and future mate, Ratchet-'

'-I am not going to be your mate-'

The flustered white…fairy…was promptly ignored, 'We, along with my other brother Tracks and our Creator, are searching for our version of you. Because he is an idiot.'

Silence…

"You're fairies?"

'Yes.'

"Tracks is your brother?"

'Older brother.'

"And you are…"

'We are real, you dolt. Prince, let me go now!', the fairy version of Ratchet smacked the other with a wrench.

The red troublemaker just nodded before saying slowly, "If you will excuse me, I'm going to go and pull a Red Alert now."

He jumped off the berth and ran out of the medbay, all in one move, his voice echoing down the halls…screaming about fairies.

'What was that about?'

'Don't know but I do know if you don't stop groping my aft, your Creator will be searching for your dead frame.'

-^_^-Break-^_^-

"But Sunny! I'm telling you! I really saw them! Don't make me go back in there!"

The mention warrior snarled, still attempting to tug his brother from their quarters at Ratchet's request. Seeing as how the red hellion had left without his expressed permission. There were so many threats in that sentence alone.

"Sideswipe, I swear if you don't let go of the wall, right now...", the temperamental Lamborghini trailed of menacingly.

"No no no no no! You can't make me!"

'So childish.'

'Sad thing is, my own brother is like that too...'

A chill went up the pranksters backstruts as he froze at the sounds of voices and glanced to his left, optics wide. Upon seeing the fluttering little figments of his processor, he shrieked fearfully and released the wall, surprising the golden warrior as he suddenly had no resistance and they fell into a heap.

Instead of keeping his hold on the wall, the crimson frontliner had decided to cling to his brother, much to the twin's discomfort.

'Really, was that necessary?' The little Ratchet huffed, arms folded across his tiny chassis.

The mini-Lambo just shook his helm, 'He's making Red look normal.'

"I am not! You are just some drug induced slag that is tormenting me!"

"Sides, why are you screaming and pointing at the air?"

A black helm quickly turned to stare at his brother in disbelief, as though it was the yellow twin who was the one doing weird stuff, "The fragging fairies are mocking me, Sunny, the one that looks like you is mean."

'That's because we are the same bot, Primus, when I see our Sides, I'm locking him in a room and putting breaks over the door so he can't get out.'

The real Sunstreaker just rubbed the edge of his nosebridge with one servo while using the other to push his insane brother off of him, "Next time, I'm telling Ratch to give me the medication and just fix you without it."

'Like that's what everyone needs, a Sunstreaker running around high as Cosmos,' a sigh escaped the fairy medic as he shook his helm at the image.

The red mech let out a laugh, "I would love to see that."

'As amusing as it is, I don't think I can handle that, I can barely handle a normal Sunshine.', a quick glare to the fairy Prince, 'don't you even dare twist my words, I see that look you're giving me.'

His actual brother just gave him a look before hauling himself and the crazed bot up onto their pedes, before grabbing the others arm again and dragging him over to the medbay berth, "Either get recharge on your own or I'll force you into it."

"But what about the fairies!," Sideswipe leaned closer to his brother, whispering in hush tones, "They're watching us…"

An indigo optic twitch before the vain mech pushed his twin back onto the berth, "Rest, before I kill you and maybe afterwards when you wake back up the fairies will be gone and you'll be back to fragging normal!"

The trickster nodded and did as he was told, that sounded good…it'll all be a dream the next time he onlined his optics… He glanced back at his brother and winced, both of the fairies were sitting on Sunstreaker's shoulders and he didn't even seem to notice.

Forcing his optics offline, he prayed that when he came back from his recharge…the winged nightmares will be gone…hopefully…

The voice of the medic echoed through his audios, 'We'll see you when you get up.'

Oh, dear Primus.

-TBC-

Yep…fairies…

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