Disclaimer : I don't own Transformers or any of it's affiliates. Only my OC(s)
Note : So the twins pranked Ironhide and Prowl and there was no payback? Uh, no. Not on that base. It was going to be a one-shot but didn't feel complete so here's the payback.
Summary : It's almost Christmas time, and the twins are up to no good. Again.
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(Christmas Day)
It was Christmas day, and the base was decorated to the nines.
Families who were in the know about the bots were brought in to celebrate the holidays with their loved ones, while other soldiers left the base to go visit their loved ones. The main hangar, where the festivities were taking place, was being decorated with last minute touch ups. Soldiers and civilians alike hung from rafters, ladders and Autobot fingers as they finished with the tinsel and ornaments, while Bumblebee and Jazz held the tree in place and more soldiers secured the base so it wouldn't topple over.
"Hey, Sam!"
The boy who was helping to place the smaller of the presents under the tree (once it was erected) looked up. His eyes scouted the area, before landing on his beautiful girlfriend, and a blinding smile crossed his features.
Mikaela wore a short red form fitting dress with a simple white belt, white knee high, high heeled boots with a cute little Santa hat on the top of her head. Her hair had been slightly curled and left down, and she held a small box in her hand.
"Hey, beautiful! Merry Christma-"
"SANNTAAAA!"
Everyone jumped and turned towards the voice.
Ironhide, who had been trying to sneak through the room, froze, mid-step.
Mikaela winced. "Sorry, 'Hide!"
His optics were wide, but narrowed dangerously at her briefly, before a snicker had him turning with a feral growl towards the two bots standing at the entrance to the main hangar. "Don't tempt me, you two slaggers!" Then he smirked. "Did I forget to mention: Nice paint jobs?"
The chuckles turned to growling engines as the two giant, robotic Christmas elves stared down at their green and red paint jobs with identical glowers.
Then Sunstreaker glanced up and grinned widely at Ironhide. "Hey, 'Hide, did we forget to mention: Merry Christma-"
"SANNTAAAA!"
The twins were so busy laughing at Ironhide's almost literally steaming head that neither of them noticed Ratchet sneaking up behind them, until-
"Silent Night."
Abruptly, both twins stiffened and began swaying back and forth.
Silent night, holy night.
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon virgin, mother and child.
Hoy infant, tender and mild.
Ratchet leaned back, arms folded over his chest plates and a thoroughly pleased look on his face plates, while Fig choked on his hot chocolate on his way past the bots.
Lennox grinned as he walked by, snickering to himself at the deadly looks on the twins' faces as they were forced to stand there, sway gently back and forth, and play the song just loudly enough for the music to fill the hangar. "Ratchet, gotta say, love your revenge." He patted the medibot's foot plating before heading back over to the tree.
Ratchet only nodded briefly and walked past the bots.
"Hey, Ratch-"
"See me after the party, Ironhide, and I'll fix the glitch for you and Prowl. Consider that my Christma-"
"SANNTAAAA!"
And cue optic twitch from the big black bot across from him.
Ratchet was hard pressed not to look amused as he cleared his throat. "I apologize. See me after the party and consider that my gift to you." Ducking away, he headed out of the room, presumably to head for his med bay.
Ironhide didn't wait around for a round two, and also hurried out of the room.
The twins finished their songs and began to speak to each other in their native language. For the most part, they were ignored. Optimus was in the far corner, transformed into his semi mode. It might have been presumed he was recharging, if Ironhide and Prowl didn't keep going off every ten minutes or so, when they happened across a human wishing another a 'Merry Christmas'.
Regardless, they were locked optics, chattering quietly.
Well, until Sideswipe said something and snickered.
And Sunstreaker hit him.
CLANG!
Suddenly, the two launched at each other and fell out of the door way, pummeling at each other and shouting the entire time. They brawled with a ferocity that would make the younger twins look like saints in comparison. They were so caught up that apparently neither noticed the loud venting the semi let out as it pulled out of its spot and over their way, before exploding and transforming into the twenty-eight foot tall Autobot leader, who watched them both with narrowed optics and crossed arms.
Sam snickered and turned to Mikaela. "So yeah, apparently Ratchet was amused with Ironhide and Prowl's glitches and decided not to fix them."
Mikaela snorted with amusement. "Oh, I noticed. I also noticed someone rewired the twins to sing Christma-"
"SANNTAAAA!"
The duo jerked and turned to find a scowling Prowl hurrying through the room on his way past. Seeing the look in his optics, both snorted, while Jazz cuffed Bee on the arm lightly and the two mechs laughed freely.
"Uh, holiday carols."
"Right. Huh, you know, I could go for some good Chri-" Pausing briefly, he glanced around for Prowl or Ironhide. Once he cleared the fact both were M.I.A, and caught the amused smirks around him, he cleared his throat and turned back. "-some good Christmas carols. What do you think?"
Mikaela grinned. "Well, the twins just finished Silent Night-"
Silent night, holy night.
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon virgin, mother and child.
Hoy infant, tender and mild.
The twins, still brawling, immediately went rigid and began to sway side to side on the ground as the music issued from their speakers.
Mikaela's grin turned feral at the amused look Prime slanted her way as she effectively stopped their fighting. "Nah, I think I prefer Jingle Bells."
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingles all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh.
HEY!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way-
"I'm more of a Frosty the Snowman fan, myself." Sam stated, while matching an evil grin of his own.
Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul.
With a corn cob pipe and a button nose,
and two eyes made out of coal.
"Deck the Halls?" His beautiful girlfriend tilted her head inquisitively, eyes sparkling, grinning widely at the twin glares promising pain sent from the prone forms on the ground.
Deck the halls with bows of holly,
Fa-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la.
"Jingle bell rock!"
Sunstreaker growled and Sideswipe flopped over on his back beside his brother.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock.
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring.
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun.
Now the jingle hop has begun.
"You know what? I like that one!" With a light kiss to the cheeks, Mikaela began to laugh at the two steaming twins who were so angry, the snow was literally steaming away around them.
Prime said nothing but shook his head and headed back to his corner.
The twins were suffering enough already.
:Aww, come on, Prime! Don't leave us like this!: Sideswipe's pleading voice sounded across his internal comms. :We're sorry!:
:Not half as sorry as you will be by the time the night is out.: With an evil smirk of his own, Prime watched the humans as they went about their holiday plans.
:But...but...Priimmmeeeee!:
He muted his internal comms as he vented quietly.
"Hey, Prime!"
Locking optics on the humans before him, he cocked his head, realizing Mikaela was holding a small, wrapped box up towards him.
Well, small for him.
It took up both of Mikaela's hands, and she held it up, giving it a ginger shake. "Merry-" She paused, looked around warily, and then giggled a bit when she realized what she was doing. Shaking her head, she turned back. "Happy Holidays, Optimus." When he still stared blankly, she rolled her eyes. "It's human custom to exchange gifts with family and friends."
"Yes, I did read as much on your worldwide web. However, I have nothing for you." He knelt down slowly.
"Optimus..." She lowered her hands a bit, her expression sobering. "You gave up your Allspark for us. You fight every day by our side to protect our world. You fight for our lives and our freedom. I'd say you've already given us all one hell of a gift."
Blinking briefly, the Prime bowed his head at her words, truly touched. Reaching out, he gingerly took the box, before realizing- "I, ah, may need some assistance-"
"Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer!" Epps' voice had the trio glancing his way.
The twins slanted him a dirty look from where they now stood back at the door again.
Grandma got run over by a reindeer,
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
Mickey shook her head and leaned forward, catching Optimus' attention. With a smile at the older bot, she reached out and began to unwrap the paper and opened the box within, before gingerly pulling out a small, sparkling metallic item.
Optimus' optics widened.
"Jazz told me about the crystal forests on Cybertron. I'm a mechanic, not an artist, but I thought I'd give it a try. Sam helped me when he could, with the etching and shading."
In his palm he held a small, crystalline Cyber-lily. The petals were long, expertly curved, and etched with designs he remembered all too well. It wasn't identical to the actual flowers, but he could instantly tell that Mikaela had put a great deal of thought and effort into it, and nodded at her with a small quirk of his lip plates.
"You both have my thanks. It is lovely. I truly appreciate it."
Sam grinned back.
"Rusty Chevrolet!"
"I resent that!" Bee shouted, finally speaking up.
Dashing through the snow in my rusty Chevrolet.
"Eight months ago, you resembled that!" Sam shouted back, grinning at the pout the yellow bot sent him, even as Mikaela cracked up, remembering just what he was talking about.
Down the road I go, sliding all the way.
I need new piston rings. I needs some new snow tires.
My car is held together by a piece of chicken wire!
"Merry Christma-"
"SANNTAAAA!"
Sam paused and blinked over at Ironhide and Prowl. The two bots had re-appeared and were standing on the tarmac not too far outside the hangar. Both bots had gone still, and Sam 'Eep!'ed when Prowl promptly glitched and Ironhide growled.
"Well, at least he's not glitching every time it happens." Sarah snickered as she walked past, Annabelle teething away in her arms.
Ironhide muttered to himself about 'fleshies' and 'reconsidering Prime's rules about offlining fellow Autobots' before turning and walking off. :Ratchet! We need to talk! That glitch-:
: After the holidays, Ironhide. Not a moment before.:
:But-:
:Continue to pester me and I won't fix it at all!:
Optimus dimmed his optics. His version of 'rolling his eyes'. Venting, he glanced over to where Ironhide had grabbed Prowl by an ankle and was standing there.
:...So does that mean I should leave Prowl lying on the tarmac...?:
:...What?:
:Prowl glitched because of the glitch. Again.:
:Oh, slag! All right then, bring him in.:
Ironhide hummed quietly and with an abrupt about face, he hauled Prowl's prone form off behind him by the ankle he was clutching. When one of the twins dared to snicker, he stopped cold and turned to look over his shoulder at them with a slow, deadly smirk. "Sleigh Bells Ringing."
Sleigh bells ringing,
Just hear those sleigh bells-
"Happy Holidays, Optimus." Sam laughed quietly.
Optimus grinned slowly. "And Happy Holidays to you, too, Sam."
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Note : Not sleep-deprived work. I'm glad so many people liked the first chapter. Thank you all for your positive feedback. I don't feel it's my best work, but A) I'm struggling with writer's block, and B) I'm writing it while distracted.
Written : Nov 20, 2014
Hope you like it.
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'Kitten