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Chapter 10


"Driller! Teddy! Where are you?"

Eliska frowned looking through every nook and corner of the room. Those two will be the end of her one day! Couldn't they go one day without pissing someone off?! They were lucky enough that they were just kids or Ironhide would have beaten them up! Like just the other day, Sunstreaker and his brother pranked Ironhide by filling up his canons with confetti. She didn't even know how they did it...after all Ironhide's canon were his hands and all.

She couldn't help but flinch at the thought of them. It's been a month since the kick to the crotch and the yellow bot still held a grudge. He was always glaring at her and every time they saw each other, which weren't a lot, because the second he entered the room, she would rather jump out a window than approach him to get to the door. Call her a pussy, but she wanted to LIVE.

"Eliska! Are you going to come and train or not?" Arcee chirped skipping into the room with Cliffjumper in tow. The two of them grew close with each passing day. Arcee was really fun to be around with especially when she was not aiming her canons at her. But Eliska had to admit though, she was surprise that Arcee and Cliffjumper were not bond mates. It was just the way Cliffjumper looked at her and was always around her, being protective and showing jealousy whenever another mech steals her attention...it just had to be love.

But Arcee was getting on with another mech called Mirage.

If Eliska was honest, she wanted Arcee and Cliffjumper to go out. They were so cute around each other but in the end it was Arcee's choice...and if Eliska were to open her mouth, Arcee would switch the conversation to her. And Primus forbids that happens...again.

"I'm looking for the brats." Eliska scowled. Her back was beginning to hurt these days from all the kneeling and bending. Okay that sounds...really dirty in her head.

"Oh! I saw them in the rec room with Sideswipe." Arcee tilted her helm.

Little waves of current went down her backstrut at the other twin's name. She honestly didn't know why he was after her. Maybe it was because she kicked his twin brother's crotch. But the last time she remember the guy was laughing his helm off at his twin's misfortune and was congratulating her.

So why was he always there?

From since she got here, Eliska tried to make sure she was never in the same room as Sunstreaker—even in the same side of the building. He didn't even make it easy either, always stalking her, eyes burning with anger and hate, and towering over her shaking body.

Luckily she was fast and small to duck and retreat when he dared to lunge after her.

One day after running away from the yellow twin, Eliska barely took notice of the red one till she ran into him. She practically fell to the ground with a "Ooph!" and when she looked up...

There he stood, casting a shadow over her smaller frame. Wearing that evil mischievous smile she saw sometimes before he was sent to the brig. The next thing she knew, was that Sideswipe was trying to make a grab at her.

So now in the end she had to avoid two mechs rather than one to avoid.

"Arcee?" Eliska smiled with extra sweetness forced into her voice, optics flashing brightly and hopefully.

"No," Arcee smirked. "You need to learn to face your problems rather than continuously running from them again, and again, and again." her bright azure optics flashing mischievously at her. Right beside her, Cliffjumper managed to stifle a chuckle but Eliska caught it.

She glared at him slightly. In return, he raised his servos up, smiling casually.

One thing Eliska found out when Arcee introduced him to her was that Cliffjumper was very unfriendly, had a terrible temper. She was quite hesitant to even talk to him but Arcee manage to make her understand. He was actually nice and fun around her and Arcee. He was polite to all femmes actually.

Mechs? Nope, he acted more gruff and impulsive. Another thing she found out about him was that he had a grudge against the twins. When the twins were stalking and harassing her, Cliffjumper jumped after the twins yelling at them to leave her alone. Sometimes he even got violent.

He was like a protective brother. Or maybe like those annoying chihuahuas that just won't shut up well minus the annoying part.

"If you need help with the twins, Eliska, I'll be more than happy to hel—" Cliffjumper paused mid sentence noticing Arcee's sour face. Of course, she wanted Eliska to be brave. He forgot his mistake.

"Anyway, We'll be going to the training room while you go the rec and get those sweet sparks!" Arcee smiled sweetly.

"But," Eliska murmured as Arcee and Cliffjumper walked out. More like Arcee pulling him rather than walking.

Eliska groaned but headed for the rec room, dragging her feet. Someone had to get those sparklings to Ratchet. Now the medic caused mixed feelings for Eliska. She feared him yet respected the mech. He was the one who fixed up her paint and download information into her memory. But he incite fear into her body when he fired wrenches at mechs who had slight damages or dare approach his med-bay. That taught her to keep herself prim condition. Though that was quite hard to do with certain twins trying to tackle her!

By the time she reached the Rec room, things were a tad slow. It looks like everyone were either doing their shift or recharging. There were only few mechs and femme wandering around the rec room. But none of them were the twins.

"Doin' abit of spyin, Ah see."

Eliska jumped and glared at the taller mech who manage to snuck behind her. "Jazz don't ever do that!" she scowled. He simply smiled listening to the audible sound coming off of Eliska's frame, seems like her fans were trying cool down herself.

"Okay, Okay Ah won't do that ever again" he smiled, "Better question, what'cha doing little lady?"

If Eliska could blush, she'd be doing that in neon colors. After all it was so cool to be caught sneaking around by a guy—a robot but still a guy no less. Note the sarcasm.

Jazz was a really nice mech to hang out with. He was always calm and very laid back. However that didn't mean he was weak. Chromia told her lots of stuff about him. Why? She doesn't know why and she didn't want to ask either. But only one fact really stuck.

Jazz love music.

And she had proof after catching Jazz dancing few times to the radio. The mech loved all type of music as long if it had beat he could move his body to. Speaking of Jazz, Eliska looked around curiously for a certain black and white mech. It was strange but every time she saw Jazz, Prowl was somewhere close. They were so different yet they were the "bestest of friends" Jazz once said.

Prowl was so direct, blunt, and seemed uncaring at times but he was nice. He was the one who got all the rowdy mechs to settle down when they found out she had no bondmates. Well he and Ratchet of course.

That day, 20 mechs were sent to the brig and 48 got a good wrench to the helm.

After ensuring that she was safe from those "slag for brains" Ratchet manage to frighten half of them into not bothering her. If only he could have frightened the twins, she'd be on cloud 9. But those twins were fearless or insane she couldn't decide yet after all the pranks she saw in the medbay.

They certainly had a death wish though.

"Have you see Driller or Teddy?" Eliska asked. Jazz tilt his head curiously and nodded. His shades darken a bit sa he tried to remember whenethe twins went. She was still in shock that robots had sunshades or glasses on a whole. But this was the race that human stole ideas from. Cars, radio, motorcycles and so much more.

"Oh last I saw them, they head out the door with Sideswipe," Jazz smiled watching Eliska's small smile drop. "I believe they went to his and Sunny's room."

Eliska optics dimmed and she shuddered a little. "Don't say his name! It's like Beetlejuice! Say his name three times and he suddenly appe—"

"You want to finish that sentence femme?"

It was like the plague causing instant fear to everyone except it was striking fear into every part of her being. She dread to turn around and see who it was. However she got already got an idea on who it was. After all out of every mechs, who insist on calling her "femme" like it was the most disgusting word in the universe?

And then it happen...

Eliska moved forward just in time as Sunstreaker made a grab for her. He growled and lunged after her again. With a slight "eep" Eliska ran down the hall like her life depend on it—and it did. She ignored the bot battle cry though it did cause a small warning to flash before her optics before going back to normal. As she ran, on the upper right corner of her vision, another warning popped up except it was red and it was in cybertronian and to her luck she didn't know how to read or talk in it yet.

"What could it mean?" she murmured

Like an answer her question, Eliska tripped, face first to the ground. She stayed there unmoving and utterly shock. Why can't she move?! She tried moving arms but like the rest of her body, it was not listening to her. So she stayed there until she heard movement coming her way. If her body could shudder in fear, it totally would. It was definitely Sunstreaker—Primus knows how long he chased after her!

"Eliska are you alright?" a pair of servos grabbed her and turned her around so she was lying on her backstruct instead of her front...and face.

"Cliffjumper!" Eliska almost shouted in relief. Luckily her vocal cords were working fine it seems.

"What happen?" he sat her up but her body did not want to agree with any sitting position he tried putting her in. It was all noodles from there.

"I just got a warning and next thing I knew it—Boom!" Eliska would have used her hands for exaggerating but they were too busy being dead. "I landed on my face and couldn't move"

"I bet it's those twins!" he growled.

"I don't think they would do th—" Eliska hushed at the sight of his glare.

"You don't think they would do this? We are talking about the twins right?" he asked calmly checking her helm just in case she didn't mess up her processors. Twins not doing something to get at the younger femme? Yea right, ever since she came here a month ago—she was their main target. Sure Eliska knew the twins were chasing her but she was quiet oblivious that most pranks were targeting her. However any mech nearby would quickly lead Eliska away causing some other unlucky mech to walk right into it instead.

And since she was usually in the medbay, the unlucky mech was usually Ratchet.

But of course, Eliska didn't need to know that. She didn't need to be more scared than she already was. Cliffjumper scanned her just to see if she had any injuries. He was kind of close when she fell and how painful it sound from the distance. And to land on your face plate was worse.

But it looks like she only gained few scratches and one of her optic was dimming.

"How come you're not with Arcee in the training room?" Eliska wondered staring at the mech. Not like she could move her head or anything at the moment.

"Oh you were taking too long, and Arcee is talking to Mirage." He muttered at the end but Eliska heard it. "So I offered to come get you."

"Sorry about that." Eliska offered smiling sympathetically at him. Poor Cliffjumper, love a femme who desires another mech.

"I offered to get you and besides you're...Eliska did you...did you lubricate yourself?"

"...I-I don't know"


"So what's wrong with her Ratchet?" Elita asked a bit worried. Standing next to her was Cliffjumper who was equally worried but pissed. He kept muttering about killing the twins, same with Ratchet except for different reasons.

After all the medbay look awfully pink today...

"She got a virus because she didn't have any firewall installed." Ratchet grumbled, glaring at her. She would have flinched but her body was dead at the moment.

"Yes but you'll have to understand her situation, Ratchet." Elita pointed out to the taller mech. If Eliska could dig herself into a hole and disappear, she would.

The day she came with the triplets, Ratchet had demanded to give them a check up. Everything was alright till Ratchet found something very interesting in her chest.

Eliska stared at the white giant robot as he paced through the room, glaring at her chest a few times. Was there something repulsive in her body? But before she could ask, the giant robot from before, came in. She did not know how Elita a small robot lady could date a guy half her size. And on to a dirtier note...how they even did it.

"Did you call Ratchet?" his voice was deep but not so deep. It was just right. If Berry was still alive, she'd say it was uber sexy or something along those lines.

She remember listening to Berry's scream and 'gushing' whenever said girl listened to some youtuber's voice. The name had the word Cry or was that the nickname? It was something around that but what was up with his icon? It looked almost like the monster she played in Amnesia...

"Yes I called you here because I want you to look at her chest"

Eliska and Optimus stared at him. Both tilting their head to the side with a surprised expression well Eliska's one was more of a horrified one.

"You pervert!" Eliska cried jumping on to her feet to hide behind Optimus. She glared at the medic who looked surprise.

"What's going on?" Elita asked entering the room with her sisters by her side. They all had their weapons ready just in case.

"He's a pervert!

The triplets turned to Ratchet surprised. The medic looked horrified at that point.

"Ratchet! I didn't know you went for young ones!"

"She could be your daughter!"

"No! her grandfather!"

Let's just say that a lot of things happen that day. However what Ratchet found was the allspark in her chest. Not a shard or anything physical to be exact. All was left was the energy that made up her own spark. From there she explained who she was and how she came to be in sobbing was scared they wouldn't accept her but they did.

However only the triplets, Ratchet and Optimus knows.

"I know" Ratchet sighed rebooting his optics. The brightness of the pink was killing it. He was going to turn those buffoons into toasters one day.

Cliffjumper looked at them curious. What was wrong with Eliska? What was so wrong with her that she never installed a firewall into her system?

"Hey!" he interrupted a bit peeved out. "I'm right here you know!"

"Sorry Cliffjumper but can you run off to Arcee and tell her, Eliska can't be her target practice today?" Elita smiled ignoring the angry bot's comment. Cliffjumper merely glared at her but did as she asked.

"Now that we're alone, Ratchet is there any possibility you download into her system...and fix up her face" Elita chuckled patting the younger femme's scratched up face.

Ratchet snorted but nodded. "Alright but can you get the brats? Today was their check up but I heard they ran off with the dumber of the two"

"Sure, I bet Sides was just trying to bait Eliska" A smirk appears on both Elita and Ratchet's face.

Did everyone enjoy seeing her utterly frightened by the twins or something? It was like everytime the twins were involve, people smiled or grinned and sometimes in smirk. It was like they all knew something she didn't.

Was there a bet going on that she didn't know of?

"Anyway I better get them now—they're probably creating havoc with Sideswipe and Primus knows we don't need another pair of evil twins" Elita shudder before walking out the door.

"Okay Eliska you just lay there" Ratchet said, receiving a blank expression from femme.

"Because I can so get up and do a jig" she rolled her optics.

"...You have to stop hanging out with Arcee and Cliffjumper." He scowled in return. "You're becoming really sarcastic Missy"

"And to think you were once shy femme" he sighed but slowly a smile came upon his face. "Now that you're here, we can finally have that talk on where sparkling come from"

"N-No Ratchet! Please I beg you!" She pleaded feeling her internal heating crank up. He had offer to giver her lesson but upon finding out that making sparklings were similar to human method—she ran for the hills. She didn't have this conversation with her dad, she was so not having it with Ratchet.

"Alright but one of these days we will have to have this talk, Eliska." Ratchet replied hooking up some wires to her chest plates. "You have two sparklings and they'll soon chose a mech as their creator"

"Chose?"

"Yes, the twins chose you as their femme creator." he replied. "And since you have no bondmate, they will chose a mech to be their creator"

Eliska stared at the mech thoughtfully. "What are the signs that they chose one?"

"There are really no signs, it's by their spark and coding" He took out a lot of diagrams from there. "You see the your spark has a bit of yellow which are signs that you copied the twins coding as your own."

On the pad, there was a light green ball with two yellow streaks glazing over it. It wasn't noticeable but it was there. Eliska felt like tearing up a bit. Is this how pregnant mothers feel? But she wasn't pregnant and the twins were already talking. But that was besides the point.

"This is amazing!" She smiled but then a thought hit her. Not a pleasant one either. In fact, it cause cold shock run down her back struct. That meant she had to chose a bond mate or the twins will chose their dad and those two can chose anybody.

Even one of the twins.

"What's wrong?" Ratchet asked noticing her spark pulsing rapidly.

"I just had an image in my head...what if they chose Sunstreaker or Sideswipe as their mech creator?"

Ratchet stared at her before turning around to his own business. "If you bond with one twin then you must with the other."

"What?" Eliska asked shocked and bit confused. Why did someone need to bond with both of them? One was enough problems! Eliska felt bad for whoever decides to bond with them.

"Yes twins are not the same as the ones on your planet," he replied, "The twins on earth are two separate eggs that was fertilize by two separate sperms while ours was one single spark that split into two creating twins in the process."

"One can't bond with just one of the twins and not the other because you'll only have half their spark which causes the bond to be incomplete"

Eliska optics dimmed as the information processed into her processor. That made sense but Eliska still felt bad for whichever femme has to marry them. However Eliska was still at fault. Maybe Sunstreaker just want an apology and not beat her up as well. But she was so not taking her chances. But she had to convey her apology one of these days...

Arcee was right; she can't keep running away from her problems.

"Hey Ratchet how much longer do I have stay here?"

"Just a little longer." he answered looking at the scanner. "I'll be right back, I need to drop off these reports at Optimus Prime's."

Eliska blinked before smiling. She would nod but her body felt numb at that point. She was beginning to feel her limbs but it had numb feeling to them. "Alright, not like I can run off to anywhere"

With a snort, he left to drop off his reports. The medbay became really quiet not that she mind. She turned off her optics ready to fall into recharge. Taking care of the twins was hard work and training with Arcee and Chromia was hard work. But it wasn't like she was doing this alone. Everyone wanted time with the two troublemakers.

Whenever she was off training with Chromia, the twins ran off to Optimus Prime's office. He didn't seem to mind either in fact he was quite happy to take care of them for time being. She was worried at first that the twins would cause too much problems especially since he was a Prime.

But one day on her break she saw Optimus Prime at his desk working while the twins were busy drawing on the floor in their own custom made pad, madeby yours truly WheelJack. Sometimes they were even colouring each other with their own spray cans, which she still don't know where they got from!

However when he was too busy, Eliska would ask Prowl or one of the femmes to babysit them. Prowl was more than willing to babysit them which surprised her. He doesn't look like the type that wanted to take care of sparkling but then again so did Ratchet.

Ratchet was very motherly.

He would give the twins these candy called energon sweets. The brats loved it and would act all innocent in front of him just to get more candy. And of course, Ratchet would spoil them more.

But at least he wasn't worse than WheelJack.

The poor sod was wrapped around their fingers. If the twins wanted it, Jack would build it for them with Perceptor and Ratchet's supervision of course. They didn't want him exploding the last sparkling by accident.

"Sweet Spark...wake up." a hand nudge her to wake up. She online her optics and to her horror it was Tracks.

For the first time since she met Sunstreaker, she had to admit Tracks scared her more. While Sunstreaker wishes to annihilate her, Tracks wishes to bond with her. She rather be killed. She didn't want to come off as rude or mean but all Tracks talks about is well...his body and how it would look so great against hers.

When she told the triplets this, they just laughed their heads off. It was like the most ridiculous thing that they ever heard till they saw the traumatised femme against the wall with Tracks in front of her proclaiming some rather Rated R stuff at her. It was still funny towards them but they could understand what Eliska meant.

He was rather detailed.

So as Eliska's guardian, Chromia punched him in the face plate while Arcee kicked him in the tailpipe. That made him busy for several hours. And for some reason the whole thing spilled like wild fire so if anybody spot Tracks close to Eliska, something bad tends to happen to the poor mech.

"Protect the unbonded virgin!" Chromia yelled once while high off on high grade.

She did not come out of her room for a week.

"T-Tracks what are you doing here?!" Eliska stuttered absolutely frightened. Yes chose the day where she can't run or move for that matter.

"I heard of your misfortune, dearest Sweetspark!" he said dramatically holding her servos close to his face. Eliska had never wanted to slap as person so bad till now. She was utterly frightened of what he can do or say. He has never done anything bad but his words were enough to make her bash her head against the wall.

"Oh and those nuisance are finally away so no one can come between us!" he smiled. Eliska stared at him blankly. There was something wrong with his processors she concluded. However her mind immediately went blank when the mech leaned in close, optics dimming slow. Was he...Was he trying to kiss her?!

"Wait! No! Get away from me!"

Like an answer to her prayers, Tracks let out a high pitch scream before slumped over her body unconscious. But that didn't make her feel better. "Ew! Ew! Get off me, you perv!"

Then there was high frequency noises that went low and high. Eliska tried to look over the big lump lying over her but she was not successful. Another high pitch that sound strangely like laughter filled the room. Track's body was soon pushed off her revealing a smaller mech. He was a yellow bot that had the same frame as Cliffjumper. Those two could definitely be twins except Cliffjumper was more of a grouch on a good day while this mech was beaming at her like she was Primus himself. And Cliffjumper was more of a hand on choking kind of bot while this mech was holding one Ratchet's little toys.

"Who are you?" Eliska blinked.

The bot perked up and began talking...but it came out in high and low pitches of noise. It was oddly cute in a way. He chirped and tilt his head happily at the end. She did not get anything he said.

"Bumblebee?"

Bumblebee turned and immediately chirped joyously at Ratchet. Said mech simply sighed and patted the yellow bot on the helm. "Eliska this is Bumblebee. He was away when you came." Bumblebee beamed at her, nodding his helm quickly.

"Oh, nice to meet you Bumblebee." she smiled. "Though I would have loved to meet you in a non weird kind of meeting-"

Ratchet gave a quick slap at Eliska's legs only for the femme to release a little squeak. "Seems your pain receptors are working fine."

Eliska glared at him. "Really? I didn't know."

Bumblebee on the other hand beamed at Eliska chirping in his weird language. She simply looked at Ratchet for help.

"Bumblebee was badly damaged in battle and cannot speak but on Autobots frequency like instant messaging per say" he replied scanning Bumblebee's vocal cord much to the bot's pleasure.

"How come I can't understand?"

"It's yet another thing we must download into your system" he simply replied. Eliska rolled her optics and huffed a little.

"This is becoming old." she pouted before realizing something was missing. "Where's my devils?"

"Ah yes, they're heading here right now with Chromia"

"What happen to Elita?"

Ratchet's face turned sour. "Let's just say she got caught in some twins prank"

Eliska stared at him before sighing. "I want nothing to do with this."

Ratchet nodded unhooking the wires from her chest when he notice something on the floor. "Is that Tracks?" He nudged the bot to his back with foot before fixing Eliska with a glare. Said femme sputter before throwing Ratchet back a glare.

"Hey! I was the victim here and hello! I can't move!"


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