Here we go, the first chapter in three weeks… I hate writers block.

Sorry about the prolonged wait guys, hope you enjoy this chapter!

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Celestia had no more than said the word when the femme being spoken about stepped around the corner. She was completely oblivious to the fact that Megatron had just 'spilled the beans' so to speak.

"Firestarter, follow us to the med-bay please." Celestia almost snarled.

To her credit, she looked slightly confused… at least until she saw the apologetic look that Megatron was giving her. Then Firestarter wanted to run away.

"Um… Celestia are you sure it's a good idea for me to…"

"Follow." The younger prime snapped.

Firestarter, is everything okay?

Yeah… Celestia just found out about my… promotion.

You haven't told her yet?! You said you were going to tell her a month ago!

Yeah, I know… which is why she's so pissed.

Sunstreaker sent Firestarter a half concern half 'you deserve whatever's coming' feeling, then pulled away.

Celestia…

Did you know about Firestarter being the new high lord protector… though it might be more accurate to say High Lady Protector.

… When did she get that title?

I'm about to find out.

Alright, I'm going to ask Sunny about it.

Tell me how it goes later my love.

Of course.

Celestia sent Sideswipe love through the bond, and then pulled away. She scowled the entire way to the med-bay and wanted to chew Firestarter out in the hallway, but she could wait until she could take both her uncle and her sister to her office that she had just recently re-acquired. It was about time that the seconds let her go back to being prime… she was starting to get bored. So, instead of being annoyed at Firestarter, she thought about what words she was going to use…

"Who broke Prowl this time!?" Ratchet snarled when he saw the elder SIC being carried in by Megatron and Celestia… and then noted the rather subdued pace of Firestarter… followed by the utter annoyance of Celestia.

"I take it you just found out about Firestarter's promotion." The CMO stated with deadpan.

"Why was I the last to find out about this?!" Celestia practically snarled, then shook her head and raised a hand to stop the explanation. "Wait… you can answer that in my office, which the three of us are going into right now."

Now Firestarter looked miserable, she knew that she should have told Celestia sooner.

"Yes… my Prime."

Celestia shot Firestarter a glare. "There will be none of that! You are the next High Lady Protector… and you do not have to treat me like I am higher up than you. We are equals… do you understand me?"

Now everybot in the room was staring at Celestia. She wasn't joking, but they didn't know that part just yet.

"I will not have another fragging war start because someone thinks that I am trying to be better than Firestarter." Celestia sighed, and shot a glare at Megatron, who actually shrank away from her a bit. "Look, I'm just worried about you, sister. Please… humor me?"

"Alright Celestia… is dad going to be there?"

"Of course… he's way more diplomatic than I am." Celestia laughed. "But I guess I'm going to have to become more diplomatic… after all, you aren't going to be able to be the diplomat for me."

"Yeah, you never were good at talking your way out of things."

"Gee… thanks." Celestia grinned through her sarcasm. "Ratchet… can you figure out how to fix Prowl's audios so that Breaksound can't break him every time she lets out that piercing sound?"

"I'll work on it." Ratchet sighed, somehow knowing that it had been Breaksound… again.

Celestia chuckled at the exasperation in the CMO's voice, and then turned to the other two bots in the room.

"Alright, to my office!" She stated, far too cheerful.

Firestarter shared a 'we're in for it' look with Megatron, but followed the way too happy Prime to her office. Optimus met them at the door, and even he backed away from Celestia a bit when he saw her cheeriness.

"Celestia…"

"Come on Dad!" Celestia stated with a laugh. "I'm not going to kill any of you."

The three of them shared a look, but followed Celestia into her office and took a seat on the opposite side of the desk from her.

"This is a change in rolls…" Optimus rumbled.

"Yes… it is." Megatron agreed.

"Alright, show of hands… who all knew about Firestarter's… promotion?"

Optimus and Megatron hesitantly raised their hands, and Firestarter just shrunk in her chair.

"And how many of you thought to tell me?"

No hands went up, instead the other two commanders shrunk back from Celestia's deadly smile.

"Why, pray tell, was I the last to find out about this?" Celestia's voice was barely above freezing. "I'm not really mad about it, just a little bit put out that my sister was the one that this is happening to… and—even though Darksong is no longer inside of me—I still feel the need to protect my younger sister. My protection protocols are very… sensitive."

"Oh…" Firestarter suddenly whispered. "I forgot about that…"

"Yes… you did. I'm sorry Firestarter. I'm really not mad, but those protocols are fueling my irritation at this and it's turning into anger because I didn't know." Celestia off-lined her optics and took several deep breaths to calm herself down. "They are screaming at me that, without this information, I could not protect you the way I feel the need to."

"We apologize for that." Megatron stated.

"And those protocols are even more powerful because of your sparklings… aren't they?" Optimus asked.

"Yes… they are." Celestia vented heavily. "Thank you guys for understanding… just give me some time to get the protocols calmed down. I'll be out soon."

"Alright, take your time." Optimus stood and motioned for the others to follow him.

They were met by a rather… nervous Firefly outside of Celestia's office.

"Yes Firefly?" Firestarter asked.

"Is Celestia in there?"

"Yes, but she needs some time alone at this moment." Optimus offered. "Can we help you in any way?"

"It's about Primus." Firefly stated quietly. "We need to leave for Cybertron… by tonight."

Everything in the hallway froze at Firefly's admission. Celestia's office door opened and she stared at the smaller femme in shock. With a heavy vent the younger Prime straightened to her full height.

"Primus is in trouble... Unicron is almost there."

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Good golly! Where did that come from?!

To my reviewers:

Decepticon Skywhip: Yeah, Starscream got what was coming to him.

Luna Prime- Awesomeness: It took forever for me to get this chapter out! And I threw in Firefly at the end of it for you! XD And, yeah, first words. Mazi (pronounced mah-zee) and Dao (pronounced day-oh). Mazi is mom, and Dao is dad. Sparkling cuteness!

So, next chapter the preparations for them to go to Cybertron are underway! This is the beginning of the end of TSOT: Afterwords by the way guys. Just a few more chapters to go and then it'll be "TSOT: Ending" The final installment of the Two Sets of Twins trilogy! I might do some one-shots dealing with it, but the third—and final—part of this story is coming. Be prepared.

Till all are one,

-Chistarpax