(Hiya, things are going good, and I had an eventful day. Got stung, and got put in a dunk tank and dunked by a slag load of kids.

I learned that Autobot swears are hilarious to use around kids, because they cant understand what your saying, so if you hit your ribs on the butt board in a dunk tank and scream 'Frag' then the kids are all like, 'lolwut?'

As I said, very useful.

Speaking of dunk tanks, I now have another idea for some fun for the NEST occupants. Now, here is chapter thirty seven.)

I was seated in Sideswipe's arms now with him leaning on a counter top, seeing as Sunstreaker was fiddling with the heat dials for the water. Our walk here had been uneventful after meeting up with Ironhide and the two humans, just calm walking to the bath area and a couple bits of chatter here and there. I had the feeling that the twins were communicating through their weird little twin bond thing.

Optimus was waking up; I could feel him through our bond. He was groggily questioning if I was okay, if I was hurt bad and if I needed him to come find me if I was in danger. I sent him that I was a bit damaged but fine, I was safe and with the Lamborghini twins. That seemed to placate him, actually it both trilled him and horrified him in a way, and I felt him drift back into unconsciousness.

I let out a sigh as Sunstreaker made a satisfied noise at the water temperature and then strolled from the room. I arched a metal brow and looked up at Sideswipe's face. "Where's Sunstreaker going?" I asked him.

"He's going to get a chair for you so we can get you clean without one of us constantly having to hold you. Makes it much easier, and then there's no trading back and forth between jobs." Sideswipe answered.

I nodded. "I see."

It was quiet for a moment. "So, what do you think of Sunstreaker?" Sideswipe inquired me. It sounded like honest curiosity, no hidden meanings I could detect.

I thought about it. "Well…" I started. "He's… odd." I answered.

"How so?" Sideswipe drawled and shifted me slightly. "Your lighter without all the armor on, just so you know. I think you should keep it off more."

I rolled my optics slightly. "I am well aware of that, and no chance in hell is that happening." I exhaled. "You really want to know what I think of Sunstreaker?"

He gave me a half amused look. "I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want to know."

"Promise you wont be upset if I accidentally say something offending?"

"I promise you, Princess, that I wont be upset at anything you say."

I took a breath and shifted my hips slightly. "Sunstreaker is a bit of an epiphany, much like you as well. He's nice, though a lot quieter at times. Kind of awkward in a way, like he doesn't really know what to say. But there's also…" I trailed off with a sigh. "I get the feeling that if anyone ever hurt someone close to him, like you, that he would rip them in two with out a second thought. It's kind of foreboding really. You give off the same feeling, its just more hidden. Not so… prominent."

Sideswipe nodded and scooted a bit further up onto the counter so he was holding me in his lap. "He's protective, and a little awkward with the femme's sometimes. Pit, sometimes I am too. Everyone gets like that." He exhaled in a big whoosh that made the steam that was forming around us, swirl in interesting patterns. "Sunstreaker wont hurt you intentionally, I don't think he could even if he wanted to. He doesn't hurt femmes, Decepticon notwithstanding, and neither do I." He cast me a sly grin and a wink. "Don't tell him I said this, but he's a big softy for you, Princess. He told me once that, quote unquote 'That slagging femme has started wheedling her way into my spark like how that nasty green fungus grows in the stuff that humans eat.' That's a complement by the way."

I blinked up at him. "So basically he said I grew on him like mold." I stated.

"Pretty much." Sideswipe chirped.

"Refreshing." I said dryly. My antennas twitched, which drew his optics to them for a moment before they faced my face again.

Sideswipe chuckled a bit. "It is indeed. Your special, as both the daughter of our Prime, but also as someone Sunny actually likes, and can reciprocate his dry humor, and the fact that back when we landed and you defended me and gave Sunstreaker the Decepticon Savage's spark, you also earned his interest and a bit of respect."

I squinted up at him. "You know this how?"

Sideswipe chuckled at me and shifted me so he could tap his temple. "Twin bond. Can't hide anything from your other half." We both laughed a bit as the steam began settling on our armor and slightly loosening the dirt that coated mine.

"Sunstreaker likes me, huh?" It was more of a question you didn't answer, but apparently Sideswipe didn't read the memo.

"Yeah." Sideswipe nodded. "If he didn't, you'd know. He wouldn't be doing anything to help you, and probably would have just let the others get you out of the pile of the old hanger."

"True." I mused.

"I'm always right." Sideswipe chuckled as Sunstreaker slipped into the room. He closed the door with a click, and I angled my head so I could see him. He was carrying a giant metal folding chair, which looked exactly like a scaled up human version. Where the hell did he get that?

"Welcome back." I greeted him with a half wave.

"Good to be back." He mumbled. He moved into the spray and set the chair out. Sideswipe hopped up with a groan from the counter. I gave a grunt as my leg bounced a bit. "Careful." Sunstreaker grunted at Sideswipe, who nodded in a laid back way.

I was gently set so I was sitting with the front of the chair between my legs. I sighed and leaned so I was leaning on it and let my bummed up leg stretch out in front of me so it wasn't in the way. I let my joints relax with a hiss as the hot water cascaded down around us, running dirt and various other shit down in muddy rivulets.

Sunstreaker settled down in front of me, I heard Sideswipe dinging around behind me, sitting in the water in front of my bummed up leg. It, too, was filthy with crusted energon, concrete and metal dust and sand. He shifted so he was sitting cross-legged, and then reached over my shoulder to grab something Sideswipe must have offered up. He pulled back a cleaning rag and a bot sized bottle of car soap that was designed not to leave watermarks on armor. I heard Sideswipe settle down behind me and begin setting up what ever he was dinking with.

"May I?" Sunstreaker gestured to my FUBAR leg. "I'll be gentle, but it needs to get clean. Water alone wont do the job."

I was quiet for a moment, but Sideswipe chimed, "When it comes to washing wounds, Sunny is the best because he's thorough, and also gentler at it then Ratchet is." He ran a soapy rag gently over my back, careful of the wounds and the sensitive plattings on my back from my death.

"Go for it." I answered. "If your gentler then Ratchet, then you got my thanks."

Sunstreaker gave a snort and nodded. He took my leg gently and scooted forward to it rested in his lap. He took the rag, soaped it up, and started at the foot and ankle. "Hatchet is thorough, no doubt about that, but his bedside manners leave something to be desired." Sunstreaker said dryly.

I chuckled deeply. "Don't I know it. I'm in there enough that I'm used to it though." I sighed. "Though that's not necessarily a good thing is it?"

"Not really." Both twins answered.

"You know, its creepy when you do that." I stated.

"Do what?"

"The simultaneous speaking thing." I gave a grunt as Sideswipe ran over a tender spot a little harder then what was comfortable. They both paused in their cleaning. "Don't mind me, keep going. Just a tender spot, that's all." They resumed.

"Well, seeing as we're two halves of the same being, we do tend to share thoughts and say the same things at the same time." Sunstreaker responded. Using a corner of the rag, he picked at a piece of stubborn energon that was on the main structure of my leg. He was gentle though, and didn't cause excessive pain to my limb.

"I wouldn't know." I stated. "I don't have any siblings. Don't really want any to be honest." I chatted.

"Any particular reason why?"

"For one, I'm not one for kids. Human children scare the slag out of me. I'd rather fight a Decepticon any time then to have to deal with kids. Probably will change though if I have a sparkling of my own." I made a face. "Second, sparklings do the strangest things."

Sunstreaker paused for a moment to give me an amused look. "And you would know this how?"

I tapped a finger to my temple. "Urges. I was a sparkling not to long ago, and I still get the urges to do strange things. Like now, when everyone is all healed, I say we have a huge ass party with games for both Autobot and humans. I would totally volunteer for being the dunk-e in a dunk tank."

It was a little bit before they gave chuckles. "I'm sure we can put together something like that. I like the dunk tank thing though; I insist though that you take off your armor. That way it wont get scratched every time we dunk you." Sideswipe chirped.

"And for third?" Sunstreaker asked.

I gave my optics a roll. "Any sparkling they have wouldn't be related to me at all, seeing as I'm adopted. I would be expected to help them care for it and love it, when I don't think I could bring my self to accept it. Selfish, I know." I shook my head slightly and sighed as I watched the water run dirty into the drain. "Ratchet said that more then ninety five percent of adopted sparklings never form a bond with their siblings, and are usually outcast and rejected by them. I believe it."

They didn't say anything else. I sighed contently as Sideswipe moved from my back, which was probably fairly clean by now, to my door wings. Honestly, it felt better then one would think having ones door wings washed would feel. He was gentle, very much so, and he scrubbed at all the nasty things that had accumulated there. He also seemed to tease the cables along the part where they connected to my back.

I let out a low purring noise that I made a lot when things felt good or I was pleased. In this case, it was a bit of both. "That feels nice."

The twins chuckled. Sunstreaker finished with my bummed leg, all the way to my ass, and then gently slipped it from his lap and moved to the next. Sideswipe went to the next door wing, while he let out a humored tone, tinted with something I didn't know. "I always wondered if bots with door wings were sensitive on them. Looks like they are." He mused. "You sensitive any where else?"

"Not telling." I responded. I bowed my helm a bit so the spray could hit the back of it, and ended up resting my face on the back of the chair. The water tickled my antenna and my pointed horn like audio receptors.

Sunstreaker finished my other leg, and then moved so he was kneeling in front of me. I closed my eyes as his hands touched my helm. They scrubbed without the rag, and were firm but moderate in pressure. I let loose a purr as he rubbed my antenna to get it clean.

Sunstreaker chuckled, followed by Sideswipe. "Your just like one of those organic creatures, cats I think the humans call them."

I let out a small laugh as his fingers worked around my head. "Well watch out, this kitty has claws."

"And is temporarily crippled." Sideswipe pointed out. "We could run faster then you could drag yourself."

"I'd sic Mudflap and Skids on you. They'd annoy you until your processor fried, then Ratchet would fix you and it would start all over again." I responded. We all let out small chuckles.

We spent the next couple of hours chilling out in the showers and talking, I also ended up being really clean almost to the point of shining, where I found that there was a secret room the twins had built that had an Autobot sized hot spring like thing. They said they thought that they were the only ones who knew where it was. Actually it was more like a hot underground lake. We chilled there a bit too, I got to soak in the water, though I had to sit on one of the guys so I could relax and keep myself in place. Sunstreaker didn't seem to mind me occupying his lap, and Sideswipe seeped content on playing with my toe claws. Our chatting was ruined by Ratchet, who literally came a knocking on the door. Looks like he knew about it too.

He dragged us back to the med bay, where my father was fully repaired, though he had to rest so the replacements would set and no welds would break, and my adopted mother was still sleeping. Ratchet said she was resting and probably just keeping herself calm with Optimus nearby. Optimus, seeing me carried in between Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, just arched a metal plated brow. Ratchet must have comm. linked him something, because his eyes had dimmed briefly, and then brightened. He had locked up, and visibly puffed, before deflating and acting like nothing happened. I had rolled my eyes and called him weird. He called me troublesome, and said that I was bound to make him offline prematurely from worry with my seemingly danger prone tendencies. I told him that he was no better.

I was set on the big metal bed, and my leg was set so Ratchet could work on it later. As Ratchet checked on Optimus's welds to see how they were holding, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe leaned against the bed and leaned down close to my face.

Pulling the twin sync thing again, they said, "We'll work on the party, but when your better, will you go for a drive around the island with us?"

I blinked and nodded. "Sure." I chirped. "Love to."

Sideswipe grinned at me. "Wonderful!" he chirped happily.

"Great." Sunstreaker half grinned at me in his usual way.

"Now shoo!" Ratchet snapped from next to Optimus. Both mechs were watching us, one with amusement and papa with something I never saw on him before. "I want you to let me get to work on her so she can get her aft out of my med bay!"

The twins moved towards the door, Sideswipe turned slightly and called, "We'll visit in the morning!" and then they left, leaving Ratchet to take care of my wounds.

Ratchet sighed and strolled to me from next to Optimus. Papa heaved a sigh and lay down to recharge. Ratchet gathered his things and gave me an injection to put me completely out of it. It took a bit to take hold, so I got to see him pull out parts that would be going into my leg and set them out in a row.

When I felt the drug snag me, I got Ratchets attention. "Hey Ratchet?"

"What now?"

"Rub a dub dub, three bots in a hot tub." And then I was out.