Disclaimer:

Me: Oh come on do I really and truly have to save it?

Omnipotent voice: Yes

Me: But I don't wanna!

Voice: You do not have a choice! Say it or be sued.

Me: *growls* I.... I don't

Voice: say it

Me: Be Quiet!!! I don't fragging own it! Happy?

Voice: Not particularly but that will do.

Chapter12

The twins were waiting at the fuming medic's door, silently wondering if they had finally pushed it just a little too far. They winced when they saw Ratchet storm down the hallway and stop in front of the door to his room. He punched in the security code bypass and the door opened. The twins gawked how did he get the code?! Only they and the top two had it or at least that's what they thought. Sideswipe opened his mouth to ask, but was quickly silenced.

"Did I tell you to talk?" The red twin squeaked. Ratchet pointed to the opened door and the twins slinked in, slightly dropping their heads, as if they were trying to avoid being slapped across the back of their helms. Ratchet stepped in and the door slid closed behind him. "Teletran, top security lock I am using my status as CMO of the ship no one comes in." He tapped in a few numbers, and scarily enough Teletran answered.

"Affirmative. Security has been reset only you can reset the code to this door at your chosen time...Finally hooked em eh, old boy." Ratchet chuckled.

"Leave us Teletran. You know that answer." The twins gawked.

"As CMO I override even prime in status, not to mention I helped program Teletran."

"Yeah, like we needed them to know that," a voice cut in.

"WHEELJACK!!!" The terrible duo yelped as they turned towards the berth, where the inventor was stretched out.

"Finally snapped on em, eh brother." The inventor chose to ignore the two hellions.

"Feh ,we knew it was going to happen. I call dibbs on the golden shiny tight aft for the moment."

"No problem I get red one with the horns."

"I ain't property." The golden yellow twin growled. But he was ignored.

"Meh? The red trickster gasped. You're your twins?"

"Um yeah. We always knew when the other was in trouble before an alert was even out if yah' didn't notice." The inventor snirked.

"Now back to what I was planning." The medic said as his eyes flashed. He stalked silently towards the golden twin.

"Now Ratchet, aren't you being a bit hasty?" The gold twin backed himself into a corner.

"Feh no, I already got things figured out. Now, get that obnoxious aft over here, you re usually ready to jump any mechs armor."

"B...bbbut Ratch I don t want to get attached so easily, beside we didn t know about Jack." The golden twin said while squashing himself as far up the wall as possible, since Ratchet had approached him.

"He he, who said anything about easy attachment. And do you really have something against him?"

"Uh no, just unexpected." While the red twin was distracted by the conversation, Wheeljack had played dirty and had snuck up behind him and had dug his fingers in-between his white torso and red upper body. The red lambo gasped and arched into his touch.

(I cut the lemon here sorry can t make everyone happy.)

The base had gotten quite the listening experience as they waited for their rooms codes to be overridden. They could care less though. Bets were being placed on how long it would take for them to spark bond, if ever. Then came the sound of someone on the other side of the base having a royal fritz out, then a loud crash.

The bots in the rec-room and in the halls rushed towards the sound. Holographs were snapped as soon as the mechs stepped into the hallway. There were two Prowls. One was sitting on the other chest poking at his face. One had energy trails shooting in-between the tips of his chevron, signaling the freezing of a processor. Knowing the SIC it was his battle processor. The other Prowl was speaking really fast thanking the Tactician for letting him out of his quarters. He then asked why he had fritzed and why he was black and white instead of grey.

Swoop then stalked over and tossed the SIC carelessly over his shoulder. "Him Prowl need quiet to reboot. You Prime make sure no one goes into med-bay unless emergency." Prime nodded seething in his armor. Now he and Jazz had to unlock every slagging room in the ARK. And he doubted that Jazz would be as efficient, now that the saboteur's mate was out. Prime shuffled over to the next door and kept on going.

And Blue was left in the middle of the hall wondering what was going on.

An update need I say more