Here's another one! You guys are amazing, last chapter had the most reviews out of all of them! I'd dance... but you wouldn't be able to see it. This is rated K, nothing to bad.

Attention 'Growing Up' Readers: I'm soooo busy right now! My mother finally got a house and we've been painting and moving non stop! I've been working on the story during my free time but I'm also stuck. I'll update a soon as possible so don't kill me just yet.

Bluebird Soaring: Wimp! I was terrible at writing once, then I did it all the time and it became easier. Just try your best, but go ahead and feed the plot bunny. It's hungry!

Cman710: Oh, now I'm going to cry... not really. But I'm glad you liked it!

Elita One: I want that picture too! I'm sure it's the cutest thing in the world.

cmdrtekk: Who doesn't like those Kodak moments.

ReaVenn-Chan: Oooh, I hope you get better soon! But while you are healing, enjoy this chapter!

AutobotStarlight: I working on your TwinXTwin story but I'm really busy. (check bold announcement). Kodak moments... they're just the greatest.

Nortstar: Yeah, you won't yell at me! Thank you!

flamingmarsh: I agree with you but I like it for two reasons. One: sparklings and younglings are still developing so their systems might not work as well. So the blanket would help. Two: Sunny and Sides are just to cute with them!

Jessie07: Thank you!

blood shifter: He probably did... you know, black mail. There are no other twins like Sunny and Sides!

plunger02: ...OOOOOHHHH! Another Plot Bunny!

Story Eight: Saturated

Sunstreaker, prepaired for Sideswipe's arrival, wasn't entirely expecting to hear a loud thud. Looking up from his sketch, Sunstreaker found his twin on the floor, covered in mud and half in recharge.

"Sides come on, you're getting the floor dirty. Get yourself to the wash racks."

Sideswipe shook his head and curled into a tighter ball. Sunstreaker did the Cybertronian version of a sigh, placed his sketch down, and picked his twin up. He scowled in disgust as the mud transferred from Sideswipe to Sunstreaker's early polished armor.

"You are so paying for this." Sideswipe only moved closer.

...

Sideswipe yelped out of recharge as cold water splashed down. He looked around and found he was sitting on the floor in the middle of the wash room, and he couldn't remember how he got there.

"Oops, did I wake you?" said Sunstreaker, his smile hiding how mad he was at having to do this.

"Mute it..." Sideswipe yawned, "What are you doing?"

Sunstreaker said nothing; he grabbed a cloth, a bottle of cleaner, and rubbed the caked dirt off. Sideswipe, already half into recharge, was comforted by the warm water and gently rubbing. He leaned against his twin and fell back into recharge.

About an hour later, when Sideswipe was clean enough by Sunstreaker's standers, the yellow mech picked his twin up and headed back to their room. He placed Sideswipe on the bottom bunk and was about to move to the top bunk; but the red twin had a death grip on Sunstreaker's arm and wasn't about to let go. Admitting defeat, Sunstreaker rapped both arms protectively around Sideswipe. Instantly, the red mech buried himself in his twin. Sunstreaker smiled, reminded when they were sparkling and Sideswipe could never go to sleep unless Sunstreaker was right next to him.

"Slagger..."