Head Case
Ratchet was having a good day, cleaning his tools, when he heard two ominous voices walking down the hall. He cringed when he recognized them. Keep moving. Don't come in the med-bay, he thought. He listened to their arguing as they came closer, still wishing they would just pass him by. His shoulders sagged when the door opened and the owners of the two voices walked in.
"Stop laughing, Sideswipe, it's not that funny."
"I can't help it, Sunny, it's just so clichéd."
"Just like I can't help my fist making contact with your optics if you continue laughing?"
Ratchet turned to stare at the two Lamborghini Twins. Sunstreaker had a scowl plastered across his face and Sideswipe was presently trying to conceal the giggles, but failing. That's not what caught the CMO's attention. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker both had identical dents on their foreheads.
"What the pit happened to you two?" Ratchet asked.
Sideswipe burst out in full laughter in response, which caused Sunstreaker to glare at both the CMO and his twin. He then walked over to a berth and grumbled under his breath. When Sideswipe recovered enough to talk, he explained, "We walked into a bar."