Interlude: Mission Sparkbond
He moved silently; using more stealth then he knew he possessed. Of course, how anyone could miss a twenty foot tall tan robot was beyond Bolt.
Bolt peered around a corner slowly, you know, like they do in the movies. Except that in reality he looked like a creeper. Regardless, he saw no one in the hideously colored(Seriously, salmon? What were they thinking?) hallway. So he darted into the hallway, looking both ways. No one.
Bolt peered in one of the open doors, not making a sound. A large metal desk full of finished datapads, a rather large chair(That looked to be imported from Cybertron), and a mostly empty energon cube. But no actual mechs. By the looks of it, he had actually just missed whoever owned this office.
Bolt narrowed his two azure optics. Hopefully his two bonded were having better luck than he was.
Bumblebee let out a mechanical whirring noise, watching his prey. The mess hall(Bumblebee had no idea why they called it that. Must be another human thing they picked up on.) was quiet. Only Bumblebee, Ratchet and Ironhide were currently inside of it. Ratchet glanced Bumblebee's way, and the scout made it appear he was looking at the far wall. Bumblebee took a swig of energon under Ratchet's scrutiny.
Finally Ratchet turned back to Ironhide. Bumblebee noted the way Ratchet's hand brushed Ironhide's thigh.
He'd found another bonded pair.
Barricade couldn't believe he was doing this. How had he let his bondmates talk him into spying on everyone, trying to find bonded pairs? His standards must have really lowered.
Barricade shook his head, trying to clear it. What was done was done- he was already in position. Position in the recreational room. It was the same color as the rest of the base, but the electronics made up for that. An Autobot sized flat screen television, a Wii, a PS3 and an X-Box. They even had Autobot sized controllers! Not to mention over 600 channels, including bilingual ones.
Barricade saw three mechs come into the room out of the corner of his optic. Sunstreaker, Prowl and Sideswipe. It looked like the twins were dragging Prowl along. Actually, it was obvious that the twins were dragging Prowl along. The tactician was reaching behind him comically, although what he was reaching for was open for debate. Barricade had a feeling that it was a datapad.
"Come on Prowl! You never leave your office anymore!" Sideswipe whined.
Prowl glowered. "As Second In Command of this army, I have duties to perform."
"Blah blah blah. What's the point of life if you don't goof off once in a while?" Sunstreaker spoke rationally. Prowl didn't answer, so one could assume he couldn't be bothered.
Barricade watched as Sideswipe subtly brushed Prowl's doorwing, causing Prowl to shudder slightly. Barricade smirked, he had found himself a very unlikely batch of bondmates.
Bolt, Barricade and Bumblebee all met up in their room. It was about the size of a house, with three recently made berths, a desk and some crates. Pretty bland, but it was better then nothing. Right?
"So did you guys have any luck?" Bolt asked, sitting on his berth.
Barricade smirked. "Definitely. Prowl and the twins."
Bolt and Bumblebee gaped. "But don't they like, hate each other?" Bolt asked.
"Apparently not," Barricade sniggered.
"I found out that Ratchet and Ironhide are bonded." Bumblebee threw in.
"Well, this will certainly liven things up around here," Bolt grinned. His bonded laughed, agreeing one hundred percent.