This is kind of another take on one twin almost being lost. I'm sorry, but I really like those kinds of stories... unless one actually dies, then it's not so great.

This is rated T due to some bad language. But not much

Elita One: I can't really see Blue anything else but 'inoccent', it's so cute! But Prowl is a bit overprotective, but I guess that's a good thing.

blood shifter: Oh! I want to do that! Dare yoooooouuuu!

Cman710: Thank you!

Bluebird Soaring: - Yeah... I suppose he would.

Autobot Starlight: Really... what kind of person are you? I'll try to write one if you want me to.

Nortstar: Thank you.

cmdrtekk: Thank you, it there's one you'd like me to do... I'll do my best.

Story Six: Take it back.

"You are such a slaggin' sparkling!"

"At least I'm not sparkless!"

The crowded room looked up at hearing the explosive voices. The doors opened up; Sideswipe was unceremoniously shoved in. Sunstreaker stomped in, standing over his twin wearing the darkest scowl any mech had ever seen.

"Sparkless! Do you know how many times I've had to save your aft end!" Sideswipe kicked his brother away and stood up.

"Don't know why! Apparently, since I'm such a sparkling, those Decepticreeps can do me in and you won't have to worry about me!"

With that, both twins stomped out, each talking separate ways.

"I think some mechs have finally snapped." said Jazz leaning over to Bluestreak.

"Yeah... I wonder what that was all about?"

"Who cares," Brawn spoke up, "As long as they're pissed at each other, they won't do anything to bug us."

...

Sunstreaker growled, crumpled up the paper, frustrated that his pictures weren't coming out right. He stared up at the bunk that was currently empty; he sighed covering his optics with his hands. Sunstreaker felt terrible for what said, he didn't even know why he said it!

Truth was, he was... scared? Worried? He didn't want anyone to know, not even his own brother, but... Sideswipe ment the world to him. Sunstreaker stood up; he was going to find Sideswipe and (even though he really didn't want to) apologize, force the red twin to listen to him if he had to!

He had only taked one step when the alarm sounded.

"Slag..."

...

Prowl stood outside the med bay, knowing Ratchet was going to be busy. The battle, thankfully, was short but Sideswipe's CPU was somewhere else and the Seekers took the opening.

"Slag it let me go! Sides! Sides, damn it, you'd better answer!"

Prowl jumped slightly, turning his attention down towards the end of the hall. Ironhide and Mirage were doing their best attempt to keep Sunstreaker away form the med bay.

"What's going on out here?!" The med bay doors opened, revealing a ticked off Wheeljack.

"Jack!" Sunstreaker broke away and grabbed Wheeljack ruffly by the sholders, "Jack what happened, how bad is Sideswipe?!"

"Calm down! Look, Ratchet's doing the best he can but it won't help if you blow a gasget!"

"H-how long will it take?"

"...It's hard to say," Sunstreaker placed his hand over his audios as if not wanting to hear, "He was hit bad Sunny. Look... you can't see him but I'll keep you as informed as much as possible."

Prowl could see Sunstreaker just... break. Wheeljack gently patted the yellow twins shoulders and re-entered the med bay. Prowl then did something completely out of character; he placed a comforting arm around Sunstreaker.

"I think you need a bit of energon."

...

Sideswipe happily left the med bay: three day, two being awake and one having his audio yelled off by Ratchet... he was more than happy to leave. Considering that he met no other mech on his way to thier room, Sideswipe figured it was night and everyone was in recharge. (Except Red... Red never sleeps.)

Sideswipe peeked into their room to find Sunstreaker completely out, sketch paper covering the floor and the yellow twin. Sideswipe was surprised to find each sketch was of him, each picture a frozen moment in time. Smiling, hi brushed the sketches off the berth and laid next to Sunstreaker. He laughed when Sunstreaker wrapped his arms around him.

"Guess someone missed me."

"You have no slaggin' idea." Sunstreaker gently rubbed Sideswipe's helm, making him look up.

"What brought this on?"

"Nothing, it's just... I'm sorry."

Sideswipe stared. "Did you just apologize!"

"Mute it or I'm taking it back. But seriously, I am sorry."

Sideswipe buried himself in Sunstreaker. "It's ok... you had every right to be mad at me."

"That's a lie."

"I know I'm just trying to make you feel better."

"Stop the and recharge."

"What, now you're demanding?"

"No, but you need it."

Unable to argue, Sideswipe moved closer and drifted into an easy recharge.