(Flare's POV)
Whistling to herself, Flare dug out a bucket from a hall closet and some other cleaning supplies like sponges, brushes, and stuff. She walked outside carrying the supplies and dropped them by Ironhide.
She then poured some soap into the bucket, grabbed a hose, and filled the bucket with warmish water until it foamed nicely.
"Okay, you're covered in dust and mud and you really need a wash." Flare smiled sweetly at Ironhide. "I'm not really sure if you'd like water or not, so…" Her smile turned into an evil grin. "Let's experiment shall we?"
She picked up the hose and put her finger over the trigger, releasing a spray of water. It splattered against ironhide.
To Flare's surprise the Topkick yelped. She looked stunned for a moment before shouting, "COOL! I didn't know you make noises!" She jumped up in excitement.
Flare sprayed him again and this time he jerked backwards. "ooooh, you can move too!" She said, very interested in what he could do. She sprayed his windshield, earning another yelp and Ironhide driving back a little.
"What's wrong? You don't like bathtime?" Flare giggled, still a little stunned that this was happening, but amused at the sight of the huge truck squirming and trying to escape.
(Ironhide's POV)
Eh, she already saw him move so, no point in denying it. With a swift acceleration, he backed up and began driving away.
"HEY! Get back here!" The femme yelled, chasing after him. Wow. She was fast.
Ignoring her command, Ironhide easily drove away, always just out of reach. He dodged the attacks of the hose and teased her by driving in a circle around her before zipping off.
Goodness, it was so funny seeing her miffed! Cautiously, he rolled around the edge of the lake. No sign of the femme.
THERE! The hose. It looked like it was trying to hide behind a big rock. Did she really think that he was that stupid?
His scanners flicked on and scanned the area. They indicated she was right-
SPLOOSH!
….behind him.
"Gotcha!" The femme giggled cheekily.
Ironhide made a growling noise from his engine and the girl simply laughed, much to his annoyance.
"Oh hush up." She giggled. She grabbed a sponge from the bucked of soapy water, dragging the bucket along too. She slowly washed his sides, roof, back, and front; all the while Ironhide was fidgeting and squirming.
When the girl went to grab the hose, Ironhide lurched toward her, deciding that he would have some fun.
"EEP!" she yelped. She jumped in surprise as Ironhide continued moving towards her, and fled for a pine tree just a few yards away. She scrambled up the slender limbs and perched about 20 feet in the air. "You're soooooo lucky my parents are out shopping!" She threatened.
(Flare's POV)
To this short puffing noises came from the vehicle. He was laughing at her!
Allrighty then, I'll play your little game. Flare thought. Thinking quickly, Flare scampered down the tree and raced away to the lake, Ironhide chasing her.
She splashed into the knee-high shallows, turning to face Ironhide, who had stopped at the edge of the water, and to subtly pull the hose's nozzle towards her under the water. "Come and get me suds monster." She playfully teased.
He growled, irritated at her.
"I bet you think you've got me trapped." She continued. "Eh, suppose you're right. I can't exactly swim faster than you can drive." She looked down to the water as if trying to find a bright side to her 'predicament.'
"However, I'm not as helpless as you think!" She said triumphantly, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Ironhide.
An inquiring rumble came from the engine.
"I can do this," - she splashed at him- "or this," - she created a mini wave to which the car started laughing at again- "OR THIS!"
With a huge splash she lifted the hose right out of the water and blasted the car with the liquid. Flare laughed at the howl of dismay and anger that sounded from the vehicle.
The suds all washed off eventually, leaving Flare with a shiny, wet, ANNOYED car that was spotless.
(Ironhide's POV)
"Heh! That wasn't so bad was it Ironhide?" She teased lightly, patting his side.
He growled in response to her question.
The femme laughed and walked inside the house to dry off. Ironhide grumbled to himself and rolled back to his original parking space.
Next time I'll soak her. Ironhide thought, as many gleeful images of his revenge filled his mind. His wonderful ideas of revenge were interrupted by a comm. from Bumblebee.
:Hey ironhide! It's bumblebee. How's it going?:
: Annoying:
: What happened?:
: Flare washed me:
: At a car wash?:
: No with the hose and a sponge:
: So? I like it when Sam does it:
: Good for you. I don't:
: … :
: What?:
: She gotcha good, didn't she?:
: Watch it youngling:
: I was right!:
: Don't tell any 'bot or anyone:
: Suuuuure. Hey! Sam!:
: Wait!:
The comm. was abruptly shut off. Next time he saw that scout Ironhide promised himself that he would get his revenge on HIM too.