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Oh he knew he was going to be slagged for this, not only by the victim, but by just about everyone that ranked or was attached to the victim, which was all the high ranking bots. Prime, Ironhide, Prowl, his own heck even Jazz wouldn't be able to forgive him for this one for quite awhile. His own twin was having hissy fits over the idea, but he had threatened his perfect golden yellow paint job and a few of his dirty secrets and Sunstreaker was silent about it. Make no mistake he wasn't suicidal for what he was about to pull, no one would be hurt. Well, hopefully no one, meaning himself.

He quickly entered the override accessing codes and manually pushed the door, making sure not to make a sound. (Which in itself was quite a feat for a mech like him)It would be child's play to what he was going to do next. Oh what he was to do next was going to be The most dangerous prank that he would ever attempt. This was going to be worth seeing the look on the other mech's face, when he woke up.

He tiptoed over to his victim's berth, and set up a holo-recorder on an inner piece of his armor. He off lined both their weapons carefully trying not to wake his prey. He slowly snuck onto the berth and snuggled as close to the mech as possible. He had to edge the others arm over his waste, risking the other almost waking up twice. He relaxed and waited for the other to come online. He must have dozed off because when he twitched awake the other mech was in the process of coming out of a deep recharge. He quickly onlined his optics and looked at the others face, he made sure to put a tender look on, as the others optics onlined.

His victim's blue optics opened slowly, he lazily looked about him before he froze and looked at me laying next to him "WHAT IN THE FRAGGING PITS!"

"Now is that how you wake up to your lover?" The other mech sputtered.

"LOVER?! YOU !! ... OH PRIMUS NO!!" By now Prowl and the rest of the base had come to investigate what Ratchet was yelling about from his personal quarters, and when he looked in,poor ol' Prowl's CPU had frozen. And everyone else's mouth was hanging open. Ratchet looked puzzled for a moment before realizing that his arm was around the twin. He snarled and pulled away before pushing off Sideswipe.

When Jazz's voice box began to work again, he just had to say what was running through all their heads. "FINALLY I thought ya'hd neva' figure it ou'. Ratchet! "

"It's not what it looks like." The terrified medic said.

"Sho' n' I'm a femme."

To be continued….


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