Thank you blood shifter and blueberryshortcake for the reviews! And for blood shifter's question, you will have to wait and see what happens. But then, I'll probably give so many clues you guys will figure it out before it actually happens. I would also like to say this chapter was inspired by another fanfic out there with an Ironhide and Bee pairing. Sadly I do not recall the author or the name of the story. I think it was 'How much crack can you take?' or something close to that. If you find the actual name or author please tell me so I can give them credit. Thx! And also Jazz might seem OC in this one and maybe some other chapters in the future for a reason.

Disclaimer: Transformers belong to Hasbro or whatever company they are from.

Chapter 2

A Loud Clue

Jazz walked into the recreational room. It was much easier to reach now that the lower floors were fixed leaving behind that new waxed smell. Looking through the doors he saw that the room was completely empty. Everyone was at work…again. He needed something to do and fast or he wasn't going to make it through Ratchet's orders of indefinite leave. He slowly toppled over to the energon dispenser and got himself a cup of energon. It seemed to get tastier and tastier everyday. He stared at his energon for a split second wondering if he'd rust from not getting any excitement before he drank it all in one gulp. He rose up to get another cup when the doors swooshed open and in came a pair of Lamborghini twins.

"Hey Jazz! How's it going?" Sideswipe said, a large grin plastered on his faceplates as always.

"Nothin much, just grabbin a cup of energon. What are you guys doing out of shift? I thought there were still too many jobs to do so they didn't allow free time in the day."

Sideswipe's smile enlarged as his twin's seemed to fall apart. He knew what Sideswipe was going to do, so he left to get some energon.

"Okay guys," Jazz said, knowing that diabolical smile all too well. "What's the plan?"

"What plan?" Sideswipe asked nonchalantly. Catching the drift Jazz chuckled.

"Old Ironsides is supposed to be chillin' in the command center. If you get reaaal lucky you can catch him off guard." If the twins were desperate to come to him for info, they must have something pulled up their armor. Sitting back at his table, he motioned for Sideswipe to sit down. Sunstreaker had already sat himself since his brother and Jazz were talking.

"Hey, you gonna finish that?" Jazz pointed at the cup of energon that Sunstreaker hadn't even touched yet. Sunstreaker grimaced.

"Go ahead."

"Thanks man." He grabbed the energon and took a sip as he waited for Sides to dish out.

"Well Jazz, do you by any chance know where to get a wrench? We couldn't get to the Hatchet's or Wheeljack's. Fraggers lock up their tools."

Uh oh. Bad news. And by the looks of Sideswipe's quietly changed demeanor, they were going to go a little overboard then usual.

"Can't help ya there Sides." Jazz said, finishing the sentence as he swallowed the remaining energon that Sunstreaker had given him.

"Why not Jazz? Come on, your on indefinite leave! You don't have anything to do. This is probably going to be the most important thing you've done in days!"

"Your right, but I don't wanna have the berth all to myself again. Prowl recharges Primus knows when whenever you guys pull off a stunt. It's getting kinda cold being alone on that berth ya' know."

"Aw! Poor Jazz is lonely!"

"Just get it over with Jazz." Sunstreaker said impatiently as he rubbed his cranium from annoyance.

"Okay then. But you better not make it so Prowl can't come recharge tonight okay? Now get this…"

Jazz's voice changed from worried spark-mate to enthusiastic accomplice in a matter of seconds as he opened a private link with the twins. They sat there quietly as Jazz told them of an interesting tool the humans used on TV. Sideswipe practically giggled over the link after Jazz gave him the details. Cutting the link Jazz got up again and headed for his third cup of energon.

"See you guys in the brig later today."

"No problem Jazz." Sideswipe bounded out of the room, Sunstreaker slowly following behind.

Jazz returned with a full cup and rested his head on the table. The room was so quiet compared to the loud conversing noises he had grown to accept throughout the centuries. He kept expecting to see a tumble weed pop up from nowhere and roll across the floor. Shutting off his optics he decided to think for a while. It didn't take long for him to fall into a light recharge.

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"Hey Sunny, do you think this stuff Jazz recommended really works?"

Sideswipe's holoform moved a small white and green tube labeled 'Kola Loca' super glue in is hands while Sunstreaker held a large box with the logo on it. The glue had cost them more then they had anticipated, but if what Jazz said was true it would be completely worth it. Sunny grunted as he watched some bystanders adore his 'Godly' form. Sure he loved the attention, but they were a little too close for comfort. What if they scratched his newly waxed paint job?

"Move it."

Sunstreaker stared down at the people who were adorned over his binary form. His cold stare made them freeze in their tracks before he growled and sent them all running down the street.

"Harsh." Sideswipe chirped as he watched one of the male humans run and accidentally hit a pole. Youtube moment right there.

"Little slaggers deserved it. They could have drooled on me."

Sideswipe rolled his holoform's eyes before he disappeared into a red Lamborghini and revved down the street back to the base.

They walked slowly down the hallways headed for the command center. Peeking from the edge of the doorway, Sunstreaker spotted Ironhide napping in his chair with his feet sprawled on top of the main table in the command center.

"Sides, you got that wrench we bought and the glue?"

"Yeah. Let's get moving."

They moved quietly towards their prey, biting their glossas to make sure they didn't crack up.

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"PIT SPAWNED FRAGGERS! I'M GONNA HAND YER AFTS PERSONALLY TO TA' PIT! COME BACK HERE YA SONS OF GLITCHES!!"

Clattering could be heard thumping down the hallways as the racing twins threw themselves through the rec room doors quickly looking for a place to hide. Ironhide wasn't far behind and he shoved the doors off their hinges and yelled through out the room.

"TWIIIIIINS!!"

"Huh, what--?!" Jazz spun around in his chair in confusion and fell on the floor.

"What the frag--?" Jazz looked around to see Ironhide's cannons fume and make the air around them sizzle.

"I'LL GET YA, YA FRAGGERS!"

Jazz winced as his audio receptors went into an excruciating pain at Ironhide's yelling. Holding his hands against them, he frantically fought the urge to scream from the throbbing ache that tore through his receptors. Ironhide didn't get any quieter, but grew louder as he grabbed one of the twin's legs. Jazz couldn't take it any more, he snapped.

"QUIIIIEEET!!"

The room slipped into silence as Ironhide looked over his shoulder to see a pair of dark blue unhappy visors stare back him. He winced as he saw Jazz tremble with anger and a low growl escape from him. Jazz grinded his teeth together before he spoke to the soldiers that stared at him in shock.

"My audio receptors hurt like a son of a glitch, if I hear one more sound…"

Sideswipe spoke up trying to sleaze his way out of trouble.

"Hey, it's his fault! He was all yelling and stuff!"

"Shut yer yap youngling! I'm covered in fraggin plates from the command center's wall!"

"SHUT UP!" Jazz roared.

Jazz lunged at Ironhide and pulled him off the twins whose optics had gone as wide as a full moon. Jazz grabbed the twins by both of their necks and roughly spoke to them.

"I don't care whose fault it is, all three of you are going to the brig." Jazz's icy cold voice made them behave as they followed Jazz through the base down to the lowest level, the brig.

As they both hauled themselves in they looked back at Jazz carefully. This was not the normal energetic mech they had known for so long. The dark blue visors and that cold harsh voice couldn't be Jazz. Contemplating what could have happened to the saboteur, Ironhide asked a question.

"Jazz what's wrong?"

"Don't talk please!" Jazz's hands immediately lifted themselves up to his audio receptors hoping to ease the pain they were in. "They hurt…" Jazz finally said his voice was soft and trembled a bit. Ironhide's jaw almost dropped from his face.

Now what?! What happened to the Lieutenant Pit spawn?!

"I'm going to go recharge." Jazz said quietly and walked out of the brig wincing every time his steps echoed. All three imprisoned soldiers tried to look out of the stall they were in and watched the Lieutenant leave.

"I blame you Ironhide." Sideswipe said matter-of-factly.

As soon as the door entering the brig closed and Jazz was out of sight, Ironhide clobbered Sideswipe who inturn didn't wake up till the next morning on the ground.