"..." = Talking in Cybertronian
"..."= Talking with the comms.
"..."= Talking in earth language (Spanish, English, French, etc.)
"..." = Talking with the bond (twin bond or Sparkmates bond)
Author's note:...= Very important stuff from the author.
Chapter 3: Optimus, high grade, and pranks
"It's… Lennox's birthday? What the frag is that?" I asked Jazz as he was putting decorations in the base.
"It's 'hen the 'ate is the 'ate of when the 'uman was 'mad."
"Wait what? I don't understand what you said."
"It's when the date is the date of when the human was made." Replied Optimus as he walked over to us with a box full of… What was it called again? Ball… Balloons! "Can you blow these up?"
"Ok. Anyone have any bombs?" I said as I looked at the stuff inside.
"No, Doubleplex, not like that. Like put air inside of them." I agreed and started working. Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff. YAY! Finished. Now that I could see what they looked like when they were 'blown up', I could actually appreciate their beauty. Gotta say, they look really good.
I attached the balloons to the walls and let them hang. Maybe I should have used helium. Wow, the base really looks like somewhere to celebrate stuff. Wait. It is a celebration date. I need to fix my processor. I do too many loops.
Everyone was already at the rec. room as I walked into it. The humans were dressed in… 'special' clothing and every Cybertronian were… just normal. Except the high grade. There was a table full of food for the humans and one for us, which had the high grade and energon there. Just like how I imagined, all the others were drinking it. Wait. ALL? Slag it.
"Optimus! How many high grades did you drink?" I asked him hysterically.
"On… Only.. UP… Only….. Three…." He responded and seemed to be not been able to stand. Oh no. He's drunk.
"Don't even think about drinking the fourth…" it was too late. He already did. Drunk Optimus + Me = Frag. Slag it. I ran out of the room screaming, with him wobbling behind. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at us. Seems like they have no clue on what normally happens when Optimus is drunk with me around. They followed us with confused expressions as Optimus chased me, saying something about me being his love.
After a while of chasing, he caught up to me and cornered me. He put his body up to mine.
"I know… Ik! You want to do this…" he mumbled as he took my chest armour plating off. People behind him looked very confused.
"Get… OFF! ME!" I almost couldn't breathe. He took off my aft armour and energon started drip out off my optics. "I don't want to do this but…" I turned my left hand into a wrench and whacked him on the head with it, and put my armour back on. His body fell onto the ground, in a statis lock.
"NEVER. EVER. LET. OPTIMUS. HAVE. MORE. THAN. THREE. CUBES. OF. HIGH. GRADE. WITH. ME. AROUND." I said sternly at the others and walked to my room, slamming the door behind me.
No one's POV:
"What just happened?"
"Did Optimus just try to… (deleted word) his sister?"
"OMG!" Everyone was greatly stunned at what just happened. Some didn't even comprehend.
"Why would Optimus ever try that? Even if he was drunk? Like… It seemed like Doubleplex already knew what was going to happen! Did Optimus do it before?" Jolt asked Jazz.
"Maybe Optimus HAD done it before to her. But why would high grade trigger that kind of response?" Jazz replied.
"Maybe it's because Optimus has a crush on her!" Sideswipe said. Everyone who understands Cybertronian turned to him.
"Isn't that impossible? He is spark mates with Elita-One!"
"He WAS going to."
"So… Optimus has a crush one her!"
"Hey! I have no clue what you are talking about, you know!" Sam pointed out to the transformers. All of the humans agreed.
"Well, we think the high grade triggered that kind of response because Optimus Prime like her a lot." Ratchet replied. Every human had a face of confusion on now.
"He can't have a crush on her! She's his sister!"
"ADOPTED, is the key."
"Wait. So… Does that mean… THAT is just so cool!" It was the Cybertronians turn to have a face of confusion on.
"How is that cool?"
"Don't you get it?"
"No."
"Oh, who cares."
"Maybe someone should go check on Doubleplex." Jazz told Ratchet.
"No shit, Sherlock." Epps told Ratchet.
"My designation isn't Sherlock."
"I don't care."
My POV
I couldn't stop crying on my berth. Couldn't. It was impossible to stop. Last time, he had actually been able to do it. 1)I didn't have wrench. 2)I had been tied up.
Someone knocked at the door.
"If it's you, Optimus, don't even think about coming in."
"It's Ratchet." I just said nothing and unlocked it. He walked in.
"It's ok, Doubleplex. He didn't actually do it. So…"
"But he tried." I said sternly at him between sobs. My hands were wiping tears off my face. After that, he seemed to turn speechless. I probably continued sobbing for a whole cycle (twelve hours) until I stopped. For some reason, Ratchet been here made me feel comfortable.
"I think I will need to do a check up on you. No Cybertronian have ever been able to cry for that long." I simply nodded. We both walked to the med bay and he did what he was going to be doing.
"Your energon levels have decreased a lot, Doubleplex. Don't ever do that again or I will through my wrench at you." His voice was very serious.
"I don't plan to." I just said that and remembered the whole incident. I vented loudly and ate a few energon cubes that he gave me. I was probably having an emotional breakdown.
It seemed like that was the free-to-go sign so I walked out of the med bay and accidentally walked into Optimus. He looks like he was looking for me.
"Oh! Doubleplex! I…" he was speechless. Of course he was going to be.
"DON'T EVER THINK ABOUT DRINKING HIGH GRADE OR I WILL SMACK YOU WITH MY WRENCH!" I screamed into his face and, full of anger, went around him and walked away. Well, before I saw the small things on the ground. "AAAAAAAAAAAHH! Spider!" I screamed and jumped into Optimus's arms. The people around us couldn't hold their laughter as they saw me.
"The great Doubleplex who could scare away Megatron was scared of spiders?" I glared at the human who said that. Oh, and I noticed that they were fakes too. Behind me, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were giggling so hard that they were on the ground. Both of my hands turned into wrenches as they scrambled away.
"SIDESWIPE! SUNSTREAKER!" I screamed at the top volume of my vocal processors and threw a wrench. It hit Sideswipe on the helm, bounced off the ceiling, crashed into Sunstreaker's knee, whacked Sideswipe in the aft, dented Sunstreaker's doors, spider webbed Sideswipe's windows and landed in Sunstreaker's foot. They both tumbled on the ground, totally hurt.
"Ow! Femme! You throw harder than Ratchet!" Sunstreaker cried as Ratchet walked to us.
"What the frag…" One of his wrenches hit me in the processor and knocked me out.
When I slowly came to, I was in the med bay. Beside me, on the operating tables, were the twins. Ratchet seemed to be taking my wrench out of Sunstreaker's foot.
"What did you do that for!"
"You pranked me!"
"Still! No need to damage us!"
"And I did not know that I could do that!" I retorted. Ratchet walked over.
"You're fine, Doubleplex. You can go. But don't let me catch you killing them again! I don't appreciate more work!" Ratchet told me. "Or you will have another wrench in your helm!" I nodded and walked out of the base. It seemed like it was the lunar cycle or night, as humans called it. I looked around and now, I noticed how beautiful it was.
The organic 'trees' were green and fresh. The grass was also visibly green in this part, so looked also pretty good. The shining armour of Decepticon also… Wait! Decepticon! I readied my wrenches as I saw Starscream and his wingmen come out of the shadows.
"Look who's here." Starscream snickered evilly.
"What are you doing here?" I spat at him.
"You don't know? Of course you know… Didn't your garbage of a processor process this? Don't you see how our numbers are so small…"
"I'm not going to join you, Starscream. I am an Autobot." He just laughed.
"Who said we were going to… persuade you to join us? We just need… Your body… Alive." He did an evil laugh as his accomplices and him pointed their cannons at me. I dodged and… Wait. It was not a ball of plasma or explosive. It was a needle with sedative in it. They were trying to capture me! Of course, after I continued dodging their shots, they turned it to full auto. About thirty of them got into my energon veins, and started making me feel… sleepy. My optics started not processing well and I fell onto the ground.
Thundercracker was going to lift me up but then, I got snatched by someone else. The Autobots?
"Who are you?" Thundercracker asked at the person who had me right now.
"Someone…" the other one said ghostly. Now, the stranger was pulling at one of my arms as Starscream and his wingmen were pulling at the other.
"She ours!"
"No… She… Is… Lord… Gigatronus's…" the stranger used the ghostly voice again. I couldn't hide my smirk as I thought how ironic the situation is, even though I was going to get captured by one of them. My enemy fighting with my enemy… Then, the sedatives did its work as I turned unconscious.
Author's note: Please R&R! Oh! Sorry, left a cliff hangar! Dun Dun Dun.
