Red Alert slunk into the commissary, optics flitting nervously around as if expecting something awful to happen. When nothing presented itself immediately, he darted to the energon dispenser. He had just finished filling his cube when he heard it.
Do-doot, do-doot, do-doot-do-doot-do-doot-do-doot-do-dooo...
Sensor horns glared and sparked as the Security officer leapt with a yelp. Energon sloshed over the rim of his cube and onto his plating, coating his hand and part of his chest in the warm, sticky substance. The music was gone as quickly as it had started, but the damage was done. Every mech in the room was staring at him, and several were trying to stifle snickers.
One was outright laughing. Sideswipe. Of course.
Red pulled himself together and stalked over to the twins' table, glowering fiercely. "What is the meaning of this!?" he cried, which only seemed to add to the red frontliner's mirth. When an answer did not seem forthcoming any time soon, he turned his attention to the other Lamborghini.
"Don't look at me like that," Sunstreaker said with a scowl. "I haven't done anything."
"He has, though!" A finger was thrust roughly at the howling mech.
The Ark's resident 'psychopath' snorted derisively. "You mean the music? That's not our style. We're much more... physical mechs. Go bother someone else."
"I will find out who is responsible. Be sure of that."
Blue optics watched the monitors with undisguised amusement as Mirage slipped through the corridors of the ship. The noble prided himself on his ability to go unnoticed even without the aid of his electrodisrupter. Silver lips curled upwards as the mech scanned his music files for an appropriate tune.
Mission: Impossible. Perfect.
He set Teletraan's sensors to recognise the Ligier's energy signature, and set the music to play briefly whenever Mirage entered a room. Just as with Red Alert and his Pink Panther theme.
His engine gave a little purr of satisfaction as white fingers steepled under his chin. This may be a childish prank worthy of Sideswipe, but he was going to have fun while he could.
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