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Chapter 4

After working with the Autobots for a couple of weeks, they had gotten past their apprehension of me, seeing as how I looked like Soundwave, who was a 'con. I was going to try and keep my word about getting 'Wave away from the 'cons, but it would be tough.

But that could be worried about later, for now, while nothing big or important was happening, I could focus on the task at hand. Giving Smokescreen a nice little surprise. In the form of, well, I really shouldn't give it away.

But the hotshot was getting a new paint job. Colors of choice? He didn't have a choice, I made him pink with sparkles. I know, kinda generic, but it works.

"NIGHTWING!" Yelled an outraged Smokey. "What did you do!?" He stormed into the main room of the base, glaring around, looking for me. "What? You've been wanting a new paint job, right?" I grinned at him from my perch in the rafters.

"Don't worry, it'll come off. It's barely dried, in fact, still tacky." I jumped down to have some fun running from him. Charging through the base, letting him stay just beyond arm's reach behind me, I let him run out of energy to chase, then screeched to a halt.

"What? Tired already? I was just starting to have fun!" Grinning, I handed him a can of stuff to get the fresh paint off. "This'll do the trick." I then hurried away, in case he still felt like chasing.

The next day, I had just come back from patrol, and was headed to my room relax, when I was tackled to the floor! "Oof! Smokey? Wha-?" I got my answer when he started to wiggle his digits on my sides.

"Smohokey? Nohoho! Pleahehese, DON'T!" He ignored my pleas and tickled harder. Then, after about ten seconds, I broke. "NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! SMOKEHEEHEEHEEHEEY! I'LL MAHAHAKE YOU PAHAHAHAY! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

When Optimus and the others came out to investigate, they broke into laughter. Except, of course, Optimus. He just slid his battle mask over his face, but his shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughing.

"HEHEHEHEHELP! HEHEHEHE'LL KIHIHIHIHILL MEHEHEHEHEHEHE! STOHOHOHOHOHOP! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Finally Optimus stopped him. "All right Smokescreen, that's enough." Regretfully, Smokey stopped.

When I was calm enough to talk normally, I stood. "Thank you, sir." "You're welcome." I play glared at the tickle monster. "What!? I was just getting back at you for painting me!" I looked at him calmly . "I will make you pay. I said I would." He gulped, for good reason.

Then, an alarm went off. "'Cons." Muttered Ratchet, getting coordinates for the groundbridge. "Autobots, roll out!" We transformed, and went through... to be confronted with chaos!

The 'cons had attacked a city! People were running everywhere, just trying to get away from the giant robots, not knowing the difference between those attacking and those defending.

"Autobots! Stay in pairs! Humans are our first priority!"

Sorry it's so short! I've not been keeping up with this, and figured y'all would want something. End of Chapter 4! Same review requests as last chapter.