This came from one of many plot bunnies that seem to want to make my life harder.

I do not own Transformers. All original Transformers belong to rightful owners! I only own my Oc Arabella, and anyone else I add.

I also do not own ANY songs, media, or name brand foods used in this story (Don't Sue me please!).

Special thanks to: Starlit Storyteller For following the story.

HeartsGuardianSol: Thank you! I am hoping to get those up soon. But this story was overdue for a cliffy.

Retrokill: Thank you, it was a challenge to write, I had to listen to that song as I wrote and let me say that I channeled some serious anger into it. I was hoping that the readers would like her mental break, glad I was right. Thank you for the compliment on my imagination...it occurred to me that the Autobots don't really have a proper Air Force, and that her favorite weapon is her sound cannons. Sooo...Ta da. Hope you like this chapter...You and the holiday inspired it. And I mean that seriously.

Tia's point of view

After seeing my best friend murder several mechs, the base was quiet. When I woke up the next morning I found that the twins and Bella would be released from Medbay in a joor. I knew that we would all sit down for dinner like we had planned to prior to yesterday's battle only this time we would enjoy our meal. I had gotten up and was about to leave my quarters when I saw it. On my left side I say something written in black paint. Upon my double take I saw that I was painted up to look like a reindeer my audio antennae were made to look like antlers.

Me: "Vixen..."

So much rage...oh ho ho! So. Much. Rage. I just got this armor from Jolt, and someone just had to ruin it. And I think I know who.

Graham: "ALL RIGHT! WHO'S THE FUNNY FRAGGER?!"

Ho Boy...

I opened my door a crack to find Graham, his face was red with rage.

Me: "Psst! Graham! C'mere!"

Graham: "What the hell happened to you?!"

Me: "Some stupid little glitch decided to ruin my new armor. Which pisses me off because I just got it from Jolt as a gift and it enabled me to fly!"

Graham: "No way!"

I hovered a few feet off the ground to prove my point.

Graham: "Whoever did this to you also ruined the paint on my plane! Those fraggers painted it up like that one reindeer...oh what was his name? Randolph? No wait it said Rudolph."

Me: "What?! Do they have a death wish?!"

Graham: "They must if they got the both of us."

Hmmm, the base is quiet. Too quiet *Insert evil laugh*.

Me: "Hey Graham...You up for 50 shades of revenge?"

He laughed evilly, which if you've never heard a Brit laugh like that let me tell you that it is both a scary and yet magical sound. Our first stop was the camera room. There I saw who did the deeds. As I expected it was a team effort. Mirage, Jazz, Bee and the Chevy twins had gained access to the paint and went nuts...even painting the Humvee's to look like Christmas gifts.

Skids: "This'll show those humans who the real pranksters are!"

Jazz: "Mmmm. Ah'm not sure bout that. They have some great Pranksters."

Mirage snorted in a condescending manner.

Mirage: "Please Jazz, don't insult your own team!"

Bee: "Don't worry that you're inferior it's just that I'm superior."

Mudflap: "Yeah man! Those squishies and those Lambo freaks ain't got nothin on us!"

Graham: "Ohhhh! Squishies huh?!"

Me: "They're going down!"

Graham: "Why praytel are you so angry aside from the obvious?"

Me: "Two reasons. 1) They seem to forget that I am the one that gave Sideswipe and Sunstreaker a run for their money, and that I was the one who glued Jazz to the ceiling. and 2) I was born a squishy, and transform into one. "

I said as I transformed into my pretender mode. No sense in walking around covered in paint.

Graham: "So... how do you want to do this?"

Me: "Quickly, and sneakily...after all I am a junior saboteur and spy. Got any paint I can use?"

Graham: "What colors do you require and can I help?"

Me: "I'm gonna need your help, and all of them... especially red, white, blue, and green."

I said as we left the room to accomplish our misdeeds. I recorded the video feed, just in case it "disappears" later. The first stop we made was to Sunny and Sides room. While there I snatched a blueprint of a paint bomb. I'll be needing that for later. Our next stop was to gather paint, then we were off to Mirage's room. He like I hoped was in recharge. Graham and I were using air vents for transit, so we wouldn't be caught on camera. I repelled down from the vent onto him and crept slowly to the back of his helm. I then un-subspaced the tools I would need. After Half an hour, I closed him up and Graham and I made our way to the Chevy twins room, to find it empty. I had just finished helping Graham out of the duct when the door swooshed open.

Skids: "Ahh, nothin like a littles high grade fo sleep."

Mudflap: "You said it Princess!"

Oh, Primus they're drunk!

Skids: "What'd you say ta me?!"

Mudflap: "Eyyyyyyy! (Snicker) Heh, put...put'em up Ladybird! You fightz likes a..a femme."

He slurred. Graham was laughing. His hand was over his mouth and his shoulders were bouncing with mirth. I was recording. I'll send him a copy later.

Skids: "Tahtss it! You (hiccup) goin downz you fragglersss!"

They two tried to fight and only succeeded in knocking each other out. This made our job easy. After a few hours of meticulous work, we were finally ready to enact the last step of our plan.

Graham: "You sure this is going to work?"

Me: "Only half sure but we have to try. I'm not very good with making bombs...this is my first one and I'm not sure If-"

MMMMMPHHHHHH!

We looked outside of my room to see Mirage, he was being chased by Optimus and Elita, who were locked in a passionate kiss, one similar to the one that Jolt and I had been tricked into. Optimus was holding her around the waist, supporting her aft as he sprinted down the hall. It was way too funny. The amount of video and stills I will have by the end of the day will bring me blackmail material for years.

Graham: "(Snicker) Looks like operation Mistletoe worked out fine."

When we had snuck into Mirage's room I planted a chip in his processor that would make him wake up and prank our leaders. The coding was to make him spread glue on their lips and get them under the mistletoe. Apparently it worked. Thank you Optimus for adapting to earth's cultures.

Graham: "You sure that wasn't too mean?"

Me: "For all the slag he's put me through? Nah, and plus he seems to be outrunning them pretty well."

Graham: "Fair enough. Hey I can think of one person who could help us with this!"

Me: "Who? Wheeljack? If that's the case then-"

Graham: "No no no. Didn't Arabella's father used to be an engineer?"

Me: "Ohhhh, I see where you're going. Very clever! We shall do this in the name of the Air Force!"

I said as I called her dad Via com link.

: "Okay Tia, what did you need my help with?"

Graham: "We need your help with this right here."

Mr. Brinks: " IS THAT A-"

Me: "Shhhhhh! Yes it is, and don't worry it's got a small charge and it's primed with paint. I wanted to know if I made it correctly."

Mr. Brinks: "Do I want to know?"

I showed him the video, after the first two minutes he held up a hand to stop me.

: "Okay... can I see the blueprints? Thank you. Hmmmmm. You did everything right, but if you want a good radius of splash zone you should attach this wire here to that wire there and then load your shrapnel. How are you going to set this off?"

Me: "Simple."

Graham: "Ever hear the saying; Curiosity killed the cat?"

Mr. Brinks smiled as I loaded the paints and the confetti.

Mr. Brinks: "A very interesting choice in colors, and confetti. May I ask why?"

Me: "Let's just say that we're giving them a reason not to mess with the U.K.'s or the U.S's Air Force."

Graham: "Or the Autobot's Air Force. You comprise that yourself you know. It's all in the name of patriotism!"

This indeed would be a very patriotic prank.

After I had primed the trap, I stealthily carried it into the rec room where Will, and Epps were talking. As soon as I put it down I drew a small line with chalk. When I transformed into my pretender mode they noticed me, Graham, and Mr. Brinks.

Me: "Okay, guys whatever you do... do not step past that chalk line with any kind of metal or technology."

Will: "Why-"

Graham: "Trust us on this. And regard Tia here as my girlfriend."

Epps: "Okay... what are ya'll up to?"

Me: "You'll see. Trust me you'll like it."

I said as I changed my appearance to look like a blonde haired blue eyed woman, in a tasteful red, white, and sky blue dress.

Me: "Mr. Brinks can you do me a favor?"

Mr. Brinks: "Name it."

Me: "Make sure that Kyler and Arabella sing Rule Britannia. Please?"

He smiled as he got out his phone. After several hours of playing video games and talking, everyone straggled into the room. Everyone was there save for Sunstreaker and Sideswipe.

Will: "Hey, Bella, where are your husbands-to-be?"

Bella: "Oh you know those two. They're off polishing themselves. They can't live with the fact that they aren't all one color or that they aren't consistently shiny."

Mirage: "Hey! Who's the present for?"

Me: "It is to the special ops team of the Autobots."

Jazz: "And who might you be lil' lady?"

Graham: "This is Agent Melody Jackson."

Me: "Aka His girlfriend. I decided to take holiday here, and it would be wrong of me as a spy not to bring a team of spies a gift. Especially when they are so renowned."

Bee: "Why, thank you! Rudolph the red nose reindeer had a very shiny nose..."

He sang making Graham quirk an eyebrow.

Graham: "Bee, you wouldn't happen to know who painted my jet would you?"

Bee shook his head vigorously as he ventured over to the present.

Me: "Ah, ah, ah! No opening that until the whole team is here, it is for them too."

Jazz: "Awww! But-"

Me: "Ah! Good things come to those who wait. As a spy you should know that."

Ironhide: "Where are the little pit spawns anyhow?"

Just then Mudflap and Skids ran into the room giggling like children.

Mikaela: "Oh, my God! What the heck?!"

Skids: "Gee, I really hope that they like the present we left them!"

Mudflap: "Me too! Hey! We didn't wrap this one. And the tag says it's to us."

Skids: "Well according to Santa's bow protocol, the bow should be three inches to the left!"

Mudflap: "Here. I'll fix that!"

He said as he moved the bow.

Jazz: "Primus almighty! Why are ya'll dressed like that?"

Skids: "We're Santa's helpers!"

Mudflap: "He's right! It is Elf protocol #1226/jk to wear such a uniform! It is a sign of dignity, honor and respect to wear these pointy shoes!"

He said as he pointed to his pointed shoed peede. Everyone in the room was chuckling and snickering as they recorded their actions. Again...blackmail for years to come.

Jazz: "Well, we're all here. Lets open it!"

He said as the others gathered around close, excitement in their optics. Jazz lifted the lid. To the song Rule Britannia, white paint spewed out, coating every mech in the area. when they tried to closed the lid they found that it was out of reach.

Bee: "ACK! I'll get it!"

He said only to find that he was stuck. Mirage was the next to try, and he moved about a foot before he fell spread eagle with his back now being painted white. I had put a magnet at the bottom of the box. This magnet was activated when the bomb went off. All of the Mechs were stuck where they were.

Jazz: "The frag is going on?! WHY CAN'T AH MOVE?!"

He shouted over the music. Arabella and Kyler simply grinned at each other and began to sing the song proudly. Everyone in the room was laughing hysterically now, Will was bracing himself up against Epps who was holding his knees for support.

Mudflap: "Ooooo! Lookie! It's like new snow!"

Skids: "Pretty! Oh so Pretty!"

With a triumphant finish of the song, the red paint was shot out as was the blue. With the final cymbal crash two flags, one American and one British popped out of the box sending confetti flying. The confetti was glitter, Royal Air Force insignias, Special Air Services insignias and United States Air Force insignias. Between the two flags was a banner that read; Airmen rule!"

Sunny and Sides chose that time to run into the rec room, covered in some form of green slime. They were about to murder someone when they saw what was going on. The two fell to the floor cackling, the idea of revenge gone from their processors.

Graham: "Oh My God we pulled it off! It's enough to make a man want to... well here!"

He said as he began to dance around. I joined him and we began to dance and twirl around, laughing giddily as we went. I decided to play the Special Air Service March. It seemed fitting. He grinned and we continued to dance, vaguely aware that Boss Bot and the other C.O's had entered the room.

Prowl: "By the Allspark! What a mess! Who is responsible?!"

Mirage: "Blame Agent Melody Jackson. It was her gift that caused it!"

Graham: "Yeah, but it was your mischief that started it!"

Epps picked up the confetti, smiling as he looked at each piece.

Epps: "As an Airman, let me say thank you so much for doing this! Just this once I'll salute your flag Graham! We rule!"

Mr. Brinks: "U.S Air Force rules!"

Graham: "Royal Air Force and Special Air Service Rule!"

Me: "The Autobot Air Force rules!"

Prime: "We do not have an Air Force. And why did you feel the need to prank my TIC and his team?"

Graham: "Because they thought it would be funny to paint up my jet like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer!"

Me: "And because they thought it would be funny to paint me up as Vixen to match...which let me say...IT'S NOT!"

I said as I transformed into my Bipedal mode, showing their handy work.

Jazz: "TIA?!"

Me: "The one and only."

Bee: "How? WHY?!"

Me: "Because I wanted a little bit of revenge for what you guys did, you did this to yourselves. There are two mottos I live by; Curiosity killed the cat, and If it ain't done with style..."

Jazz: "It ain't done right. Damn it! She got us good! And with my line!"

Me: "Oh no, this was a joint effort, You see you all forgot one thing...I was born a squishy and I transform into one. That insult applies to me and Graham here."

Will: "Graham... you didn't!"

Graham: "Sure did! And let me say that I live by a saying as well; Who Dares Wins."

Me: "We were dared... ergo we win! Thank you for checking our work !"

: "It was my pleasure! It was nice to figure out something like that again."

He said with a cheeky grin. Everyone in the room chuckled, well save for those pranked. As usual, Prowl was the one to ruin the fun. He told the paint covered mechs to help me clean up the mess, which since I limited how far the paint would spray and due to the fact that those being sprayed took the brunt of it, only took a few minutes.

Sideswipe's point of view

As a general rule... I think for the next prank I pull I will team up with Tia. The amount of detail she goes into is amazing. So is her ability to rub salt in the wound.

Tia: "Now, Mechs what have learned today?"

Jazz: "To keep ya under a close optic?"

Mirage: "Not to mess with the Squishies Air Force?"

Graham: "There's that blasted word again! When will you twits realize that we are just as if not better at something's as you are?!"

Mirage: "When you prove it to us. I still can't believe that we were taken down by a couple of organics, one of which a sparkling!"

Lilith: "Hey! I'll have you know that that sparkling has accomplished great things before she was Cybertronian."

Bella: "Pfft! She has accomplished great things since then in the two months she's been of our species. Graham is right, humans are just as vital to the cause as we are."

Mirage gave her a sardonic stare, second to only Prime's or Sunstreaker's.

Mirage: "Says the femme who wears her feelings."

Prowl: "That is enough Mirage. Femmes are our equals, despite their occasional irrational emotions."

You could feel the tension in the air. Elita looked taken aback, Arcee was clenching her fists, and Chromia's left optic was twitching. Prepare for extreme dress down in 3..2..

Chromia: "Excuse me? I'll have you know that our emotions are rational!"

Arcee: "Who lead the resistance on Cybertron? Who evacuated and harbored several refugees?"

Elita: "Chromia, Arcee, I am sure that Prowl meant otherwise."

Prowl: "I am afraid I did not. Your SIC's and TIC's outburst only proves my point further."

Skids: "Yeah! Plus ya'll too dainty ta battle with the likes of us."

Now Elita's optic was twitching. It'll be fun to see the twins offlined, the funeral will be beautiful I imagine, jets, burial at sea, the works.

Terrin: "Before someone gets severely hurt...might I suggest something?"

We all stared at her making her find extreme interest in her feet.

Prime: "Go ahead, Terrin you have our attention."

Terrin: "What if you had a simulation? Like capture the flag? Pit mechs against femmes and see who wins? Include the humans as well... woman's capabilities are often considered weaker in the battlefield...soooo yeah."

Prime: "I do not see the harm in having a small exercise, It would give everyone a chance to prove themselves to each other."

Elita: "Not only that but it could be a pleasurable experience seeing us beat you into surrendering."

We all stared at her. She was being deadly serious, though there was a playful mirth in her optics. I glanced at Prime to see the same look. Slag's bout to get real.

Prime: "What would be the conditions of this exercise?"

Terrin: "Hmmm. How about an equal amount of human allies...paintballs instead of live ammo...As for team size-"

Elita: "No matter the number we can take them. We have won battles where we were greatly outnumbered before."

Terrin: "Okay... Once a player is confirmed dead he or she must halt all contact with other players and be removed from the battlefield. Oh and whichever team escapes the other's base with the flag wins."

Prime smiled, this is going to be interesting. Sunny and I have never necessarily had a fight with Bella, let alone a battle. I hope she doesn't get mad when we win. Oh come on lets be real about this. Sunny and I have had thousands of years of practice, she's only had two months. I looked to my twin and he had his signature smirk on. He was thinking the same thing I was.

Sunny: "You know what, I'm so confident in our victory I'm willing to bet anything aside from Arabella and my twin that we will win."

Arcee: "Oh is that so? Why do you believe such a lie?"

Sunny: "Simple. We have Prowl, and Prime...need I go on? These two together will think of a tactical stunt that will eliminate your team in a matter of breems."

Mirage: "Indeed, your team only has Elita."

Bella: "Hey! They have me too!"

Prowl: "No offense Arabella, but I have had orns of practice, the logic and battle components in my processor are superior to several others."

Bella: "Touché, that being said don't count us out yet."

Elita: "So what is the gamble?"

Prime thought for a while until Ironhide whispered something in his audio. Prime had an reluctant smile as he said; "If we win, we will require a wash from your team..."

Chromia: "Pfft. That's not so bad."

Prime: "Clad in only bikini's."

He finished. Note to self thank Ironhide later for that gambling piece. Elita cringed slightly, after having looked up what it was. That cringe soon turned into a smile.

Elita: "And if we win... you must all don the shade of hot PINK until the day before Mikaela's wedding."

Not that. Not the color of shame! Our species (Especially Ironhide) is not fond of the color pink. It is regarded as only a femmes color and to see a mech wearing it...well lets just say that it is the color of shame for a reason, and that it is poisonous to us.

Prime: "Deal. Does anyone not wish to participate?"

Jazz, Ratchet, and Wheeljack expressed their hope for our victory but politely stepped back.

Will: "Who will lead the female human allies?"

Sarah: "I will. It'll be a piece of cake."

Mikaela: "I call lieutenant!"

Prowl: "That is illogical for you to be of that rank."

Kyler: "It is illogical of you to underestimate my sister. Please for your dignity, I beg of you surrender now. It will be much easier."

Mirage: "It will be easy to thwart their plans. Your sibling like her human allies "wears her feelings on her sleeve" as you say. Taking them down will be as easy for us as it was for German troops to take out the French in trench warfare."

The room fell silent, as Arabella's, Kyler's and mom's eye began to collectively twitch.

Graham: "Oy! You lot are amazing! Insulting two nationalities in 48 hours! You chaps are on fire!"

He chuckled as he moved to the safety of the area behind dad.

Arabella went off, yelling curses in Cybertronian and in French. Kyler and mom were throwing some back too. They were not happy.

Sheila: "Heh, you've done it now."

Mirage: "What is that?"

Sheila: "If I know four things for certain they are; The earth revolves around the sun, plants need water, you never bring up WW1 to the French, period. And you do not insult the tactics of Arabella Brinks."

Prime: "I do not understand."

Sheila: "You are on planet earth, you will be battling in the jungle commonly known as a rain forest, against a highly offended French girl who was also offended by the assumption of her lack of tactical knowledge. You are going down. Period. Now I'm with Kyler, make it easier on yourselves..."

Mirage: "I had no idea such a lovely organic would choose the most illogical choice in whom she supported."

Sheila cringed. Poor poor stupid Mirage.

Sheila: "You know what? Go ahead, don't say that we didn't warn you."

Bella: "Mom how long til dinner?"

Mom: "30 minutes."

Bella: "Will, how long until we battle?"

Will: "We can be ready in 4 hours, one extra to enjoy the meal of course."

Bella: "Elita, permission to strategically plan for the battle?"

Elita: "Granted."

She stormed off heading for her quarters, singing something that sounded like; Ça ira. What a strange word. Wonder what it means? Anywhoo, after dinner we would ground bridge to another island for the battle, but for now we enjoyed mom's cooking and all its splendor.

Third person's point of view

After the lovely feast that had provided the two teams separated to plan their attack. The femmes had decided to stick to higher ground, by placing their flag against a sheer cliff, it would ensure that the human allies would have trouble getting to it. however there was one problem...

Bella: "We will be in almost plain sight. This will give the mechs a chance to fire at us from below."

Elita: "However strategically it makes sense, we will be under the cover of darkness."

Bella: "And we will still be able to be picked up by their scans. I move that we place our flag here."

She said as she pointed to a rocky ridge surrounded by dense forest. Elita did the calculations and knew that they would be at a greater risk if they put their flag there, but she wanted to know her frontliner's intentions.

Elita: "That position is far more compromising than the first, why of all places would we put our flag there?"

Bella: "There is a small indentation in the ridge, a small cave almost. We could hide it in there, where our enemies can't reach it. Not only that but the dense forest will allow for cover for our human allies to blend into and knowing Prowl, he would suspect that we would choose that cliff."

Chromia: "She makes a valuable point. Prowl is all about calculations and logic. Logically it would make sense to put our flag up so high, and to give ourselves the height advantage."

Bella: "Yet my suggested position isn't completely illogical either. They will come for us, I suggest we wait. And take them out as they come."

Arcee: "That may cause problems. As far as abilities go, we are at a disadvantage. Ironhide alone could take us out from a distance, not to forget to mention the fact that Mirage is playing. He has his cloaking software to fall back on, meanwhile what do we have?"

Bella: "Well my beast mode has acute sensors, hearing and night vision. But even with all that I fear that we may have a problem. Knowing Prowl, it would be wise of him to use Mirage's cloaking abilities to their advantage, he would more than likely be a scout."

Sarah: "Will, will probably lead a team to our location, Epps will lead a separate one in an attempt to flank us."

Elita: "Optimus, will more than likely be guarding the flag with Prowl...which leaves-"

Chromia: "Jolt, Bee, Tweedle dee and Tweedle Dum, and Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. And of course Hide."

Tia's visor brightened with excitement briefly before she raised her hand to speak.

Elita: "Tia, what have you got to add?"

Tia: "Just a question; did any of you hear or pick up on a signal in the last few klicks?"

Everyone in the room shook their heads and helms indicating that they had not. Tia grinned as she tested her theory a second time, clearly happy with the results.

Chromia: "Anything you would like to tell us?"

She asked the junior spy, who was bouncing out of excitement.

Tia: "I have discovered a new ability. I can manipulate sound waves to detect people, for example there are three soldiers coming up the hall now, one is wearing glasses."

Arcee opened the door to find that the junior spy was correct. They all stared at her for a few moments, not sure how to approach the situation She had the Cybertronian equivalent to echo location.

Elita: "This may be our solution as to how we will deal with the uncertainty of where mechs will be at."

Chromia: "This combined with what we know about our enemy could give us the win."

Tia: "This will mean that I need to stand still for long periods of time to get the reading right. That being said, we could easily scout without having trouble, and we could take out a whole team, seeing that I can tell the difference between a heart beat, spark pulse and the general movement of fauna."

She said with a grin. The stage was set for an intense battle, as they all headed to the rec room, Elita, Chromia and Arcee held back.

Chromia: "So what do you think? Have they proved themselves worthy yet?"

Arcee: "I think they have. They obviously have what it takes to be CO's."

Elita: "We will see how they handle themselves in the battlefield. From there I will make my judgment. Arcee are you certain about your decision?"

Arcee: "I have never been more certain. She deserves to be Tic, and we really need a tactician, and a saboteur. ."

She said as they continued to the rec room, where Tia and Arabella upon the request of Lilith were singing Yuki No Singun.

Jazz: "What a morbid song. No matter, it will be fun to see ya get thrashed ladies."

Terrin: "Pfft! So you think! Even Annabelle thinks Aunt Sarah will win. Huh Annabelle?"

Annabelle: "I don't like to choose favorites, but I think mommy will win."

Jazz: "Oh? Why is that?"

Annabelle: "She can be really scary, and she's good at hide and seek."

The young girl said as the ground bridge opened up. The two teams went to their sides on the island, allowing the spectators at base to see the battle that would take place. After a slow quiet trek to their temporary home base the femmes got situated, both allies and bots alike.

Elita: "Tia, do you-"

{Tia: "Shhh! We're being watched. Mirage is 1.5 miles away, and he is not moving an inch. Cloaking device engaged."}

She said to her team as they all listened in on their own comm. All of the allies continued to their assigned tasks so as not to look suspicious, while Elita calmly commanded Arcee to take a small team of allies to scout the southwest part of the island. As they left, drawing the attention of Mirage, Arabella in her beast mode silently crept around him until she was right behind him, from there, one human ally threw a rock in a bush to his left, making birds fly out at the mech while also drawing his attention. This gave Arabella the chance to paint Mirage a new color, traffic cone orange to be precise. He spun around only to find no trace of her, she had spun with him and aimed carefully at his neck cables. With three clean shots, she had successfully gotten him out.

Bella: "Vive le France!"

Mirage: "Hmph!"

He huffed as he walked to the safe zone on the island. Arabella and her ally returned to base, to find Tia working on something while she scanned.

Tia: "Well the good news is that we've taken out an enemy, the bad news is that he gave just enough intel for the others to find our coordinates."

Chromia: "Time to go on the offensive. Tia, do you know what we should expect?"

{Tia: "From here out I would recommend that we use com. links. No need to draw more attention to ourselves than necessary. And I do."}

{Sarah: "Where's Will?"}

{Tia: "Just as you suspected, he is leading an attack. ETA 4 breems. He has Sam and Jolt with him."}

{Chromia: "And Epps is where?"}

{Tia: "About 4 miles southwest of us. Where we had originally planned to have base."}

{Elita: "Arcee, be on the look out for human allies somewhere near the sheer cliff."}

{Arcee: "We're there, and we see them, I don't think they've noticed us yet though. Permission to engage?"}

{Elita: "Granted, Report back when you have finished and when you have lost any followers."}

{Arcee: "Copy that."}

She said as she shut off her link. She had a total of five allies with her. Not much to stop Epps's 10 but they would give it a shot. With deadly precision the six laid on their stomachs and began their onslaught. Arcee's allies took out three men with ease before they returned fire. Arcee aimed at the group and let out a shot that, had it been real would have sent the men flying. She extinguished five men, Epps included. The other two retreated into the woods. Arcee looked to the allies to congratulate them on a job well done, only to find that only one survived. The other four had been shot somehow in the fight before Arcee had fired.

{Arcee: "Arcee to Elita."}

{Elita: "Acknowledged, what is your status?"}

{Arcee: "We have successfully taken out 8 enemies including Epps, however we lost four allies in the process."}

{Elita: "Understood. Report back to base for further action."}

{Arcee: "On my way, Arcee out."}

She said as she and her ally made the long trek back, being mindful not to make too much noise. Out of no where Arcee saw a flash of yellow. She shot twice, her ally shooting several times herself. When the two calmed down they say that Bumblebee had been following them and that he was not only out of the game but also that, Arcee was shot in the servo. Specifically her blaster. She would not be able to fight any further, with that blaster. She soon returned to base, keeping a watchful optic for enemies in front and to her rear.

{Bella: "Good job ladies. Taking out 8 must have been interesting."}

{Arcee: "It was, I also got Bee, but lost my good blaster in the process."}

{Moonracer: "It is not lethal, though you will have a hard time from here out."}

{Tia: "Ohhhh! Those tricky little Slaggers! They have a third team going!"}

{Mikaela: "Jeez! How many players do they have?!"}

{Tia: "Too many. They are in the slow process of sneaking up here. The ground brush is helping." On the bright side Will's team is approaching a clearing.}

{Elita: "Who poses the larger threat?"}

{Tia: "Graham's team. Ironhide and the twidiots are with him. ETA 2 Breems."}

{Elita: "Then we must make our stand. Prepare for the assault."}

{Bella: "Wait. If we do that, then we will be playing into their hands. If we stay Will's team will no doubt bring reinforcements to the already strong team Graham has assembled."}

{Chromia: "Then what should we do? We can't leave the flag unguarded to engage Will's team."}

{Bella: "The chances of our success in the victory are greater if we split up."}

{Elita: "I do not follow."}

{Bella: "Tia in her stealth mode and I in my beast mode will drop our allies off in a surrounding ring, from there we will open fire on their team."}

{Tia: "We won't even have to do that. I have here a paint bomb... that when detonated should cover a good radius."}

{Bella: "Meanwhile here you guys set up a rouge to where you ambush them. Use your remaining allies to hide in the trees and snipe people out, while you four take on hide and the twins. Whoever gets done first will help the others."}

{Elita: "Understood. Though it is a strange plan, we will try it. Go forth and do well ladies. Best of luck."}

{Bella: "Same to you."}

She said as she and Tia transformed and took the majority of the allies with them. They moved slowly and silently, ready for anything that the team could throw at them. Just as Tia had said Will's team was in a clearing. They were analyzing their surroundings, looking at the ground brush for the opposing team.

{Tia: "I can't land... they will surely see me and paint us up good."}

{Mikaela: "Well, they are moving quickly what should we do?"}

{Bella: "We will distract them and get them to chase us. If we can get half the group to move towards us, Tia do you think you could drop the bomb in the area between the split?"}

{Tia: "I can, but isn't that cheating by having us snipe and drop bombs on them from the air?"}

{Bella: "Was it cheating to have a bot with a cloaking mode watch us? And Terrin never said anything about flying."}

{Tia: "Noted. Duly noted."}

She said with a laugh.

{Bella: "Sarah, what are the chances that Will, will chase us if we engage?"}

{Sarah: "Are you kidding me? They're high! Lets do this!"}

{Bella: "Alright ladies; FIRE!"}

She said as they began to shoot wildly, drawing the attention of the soldiers. As planned, Will and half of his team engaged and began to pursue Bella's team. She drew them back a few feet, allowing her allies to shoot clean shots once they were out of the blast radius.

Tia: "Bombs away!"

Sam: "SLAG! RUN! RUN AWAY!"

He screamed shrilly, only to be met with a blast of paint to the face. Everyone in the blast area was bright orange all over, save for Jolt whose legs were coated in paint. Seeing this Tia instantly took out her cannon, and snipped her target. One clean shot to the back of his neck cables. From where the bomb was sitting, atop it was a little white flag which read; We came, we saw, we kicked your aft! Femmes brought the rain! xoxo -Femmes. Upon reading this Will had to smile.

Will: "Damn it! That's my line!"

Sarah: "Not anymore!"

She chuckled as Bella began heading back to base. She stopped when she heard something. Faster than should have been possible she leapt into a tree. When she looked down she saw the Twidiots, and surprise, surprise they were fighting.

Skids: "I bet those femmes are wishin tha they never challenged us!"

Mudflap: "Who knew ya'd be the one ta take out lady Prime?"

At the sound of that, Arabella decided to com. Chromia, but first...

WHAM!

Skids & Mudflap: "AHHHH!"

RAT-A-TATA-TAT-TAT!

And with that Bella took off, slowly at first for base.

Author's note: CLIFFHANGER! HA! Happy independence day to the U.S! Hope my military research is correct if not my deepest appologies. I hope you all like the chapter...but I wont know unless you tell me! Seriously please tell me! Pretty please Rate, Review, Follow, and Favorite if you can and want to!

Lack of Peace, plenty of love, and long live the terror twins for causing the first two sayings!

CLYL! ❤💛💙