Notes:

So, I decided I should write more on this story, so the readers of this one wouldn't have to wait until I'm finished with the sequels of Feminine Side to find out what happens next. That and my new Starscream and Soundwave have been getting on my case about it. Starscream has his null ray blaster trained on me at the moment, and Soundwave is just staring at me. I think Starscream's still pissed at me from earlier when I said he was wearing high heels. Anyways, here it is. The next chapter. Hope you enjoy. Please review, but no hate.

Transformers, their characters, and their franchises sadly do not belong to me. If they did, I'd probably make some changes.

Narration

"Normal conversation"

~Spark bond~

::Twin bond::

A Drunken Mistake: Month 1

Ratchet hated being sparked. Every morning he'd wake up feeling sick, and he'd have to rush to the nearest waste basket. Then, all day, he'd be hungry. It was like a never ending cycle.

And then there were the twins. They had become even more protective since they learned he was sparked. They were already pretty protective before, but now they were even worse. They were following him around like puppies. He couldn't get two minutes to himself.

Even when they went to work or were out on patrol, they'd keep pestering him to make sure he was okay. They'd call him or talk to him every five seconds. It was getting on his nerves. He couldn't get a break. All he wanted was two minutes alone. Was that too hard to ask?

~Hey Ratch'! How's it going?~ Sideswipe said through their bond. Apparently it was.

~Fine! Will you stop asking already?!~ he replied.

~Someone's grumpy.~

~Wouldn't you be if someone was pestering you every five minutes?~

~It hasn't been every five minutes. I haven't called in like, ten minutes!~

~Try two.~

~We just want to make sure you're alright,~ Sunstreaker interjected.

~I'm fine. You don't have to call every five minutes. I can take care of myself, you know,~ Ratchet replied.

~Well, you are carrying our sparkling. Shouldn't we be a little worried?~ Sideswipe said.

~Yeah, but not this worried. It's getting on my nerves,~ Ratchet answered.

~Fine, we'll stop. But what are you doing right now?~ Sunstreaker asked.

~I'm trying to fix Bluestreak's arm. He tripped over a corner and landed on it. Seriously, I don't know how he does it.~

~Me neither. We're nowhere near as clumsy as Bluestreak,~ Sideswipe said.

~I beg to differ. How many times has one of your silly pranks backfired on you?~ Ratchet responded.

~They are not silly! They are an art form! And that's totally different.~

~How so?~

~Um…uh… I'll think of something!~

~That's what I thought. What are you two up to, anyways?~

~Prowl made us go on patrol. It is really boring. There's nothing out here. The Decepticons haven't done anything for weeks! Why should we be out here anyways?~ Sunstreaker replied.

~Maybe it's to keep you two out of trouble. Seriously, seventy percent of our problems are caused by you two.~

~More like fifty percent.~ Sideswipe interjected.

~Okay, fine. Fifty percent of the time. But that's still half.~

~I can't help it if Sunny here decides to punch someone in the face.~

~Hey! What about you and your stupid pranks? And don't call me Sunny!~ Sunstreaker said.

~They are not stupid! They are awesome and you know it! You're just jealous because you can't come up with anything even close to that level of brilliance.~

~Brilliance? Ninety percent of the time you end up in the medbay!~

~Yeah, but the other ten percent I don't.~

~Wow! Ten percent! That's amazing!~ Sunstreaker said sarcastically.

~Will you two quit arguing?! I'm trying to work!~ Ratchet interjected.

~Sorry.~ Sideswipe apologized.

~Sorry.~ Sunstreaker said.

~But he started it!~

~Me?! You're the one who started it!~

Ratchet finally decided he had enough and closed off the bond. He needed to concentrate, and he couldn't do that very well with them arguing over the bond.

"There you go, Bluestreak. Good as new," he said.

"Thanks, Ratch'. I really don't know how that happened," Bluestreak replied.

"Neither do I. Just try to be more careful, okay."

"Alrighty. Bye."

"Bye." Then he turned to his paperwork and got to work. He was a little behind on his reports, and he didn't feel like having to sit through another one of Prowl's lectures. He could never get a break.

After a little bit, the doors to the medbay opened and Wheeljack walked in, carrying two cubes of energon.

"Hey Ratch'. How's it going?" he said.

"I'm trying to get some work done. I had to deal with the terrible twosome earlier. Sometimes I can't understand why I got bonded to them in the first place. I mean I love them, but they're so annoying sometimes," Ratchet replied.

"They were bothering you again?"

"Yeah. I can't get a break. They call me like every five minutes."

"They're you're bondmates. They're just worried is all. Bondmates always get overprotective when their mate is carrying. That's just the way it works."

"I know that. I am a medic, after all. It's still annoying."

"I know. But you're just going to have to get used to it. You're going to have to deal with this for another eight months."

"I know. Don't remind me. I hate being sparked."

"Yeah, I can understand that. I brought you some energon. I thought you might be hungry."

Then Ratchet realized just how hungry he was. He took the energon gratefully and finished it in five seconds flat. "Thanks 'Jack. I needed that," he said after he finished.

"Yeah, I can tell. You're welcome. That's what friends are for. Well, that's really all I came here for. I think the twins do a good enough job checking up on you, so I don't have to. I'm gonna head back to my lab," he replied.

"Just try not to blow yourself up. Remember I'm the one who has to repair you."

"I know. You've told me like a thousand times."

"Yet you still don't listen."

"I do. I'm just accident prone."

"Uh huh. Well try to be careful at least."

"Can do. See ya, Ratch'."

"Bye."

More notes:

So, there's another chapter for you. I tried to keep their personalities the same. I hope you liked it. I think Soundwave and Starscream are satisfied. And sorry it's a little short. I will try to make the next chapter longer. Leave me a review and let me know what you thought. And again, please no hate.