Luna sighed as she looked down at the tiny metal piece in front of her like it was a vast mystery she had to solve. And for the moment it was. Her thoughts or mind was not where they should be, and she was feeling sluggish in her processing of things. It had now been three days since the argument with her carrier, and neither of them had tried to make contact to solve it. And she would not be the first one to apologies. She didn't do anything wrong; it was all his fault and his damn wish to restrain her even more than he already did. It was he who held her on this island without any way out or even a chance to do anything; it was he who wanted to look her up inside her room. And she would bet on if her carrier had been allowed to decide, her whole place would be entirely redone. The walls would be clad in a mattress and anything that could hurt her would be removed that she was sure of. Sometimes it was like he thought that the slightest wind would hurt her. She was not made of glass.

Luna threw away the metal piece that landed on the floor with a thud. She gave out a tired moan as she flung herself back at the sofa that was acting as her backrest on the floor.

The whole thing was scraping fantastic. Not only was her carrier the world's most controlling person, but she had also chosen to hide in the twins' rooms, successfully making her punishment there instead of in her room. She had probably slipped out once or twice or so. She did not remember. But there were two empty cubes of energon in there, nicely stacked on each other. Luna shut of her optics for a second as she felt a headache pounding against her temples; she probably should try and recharge. It had been an annoyance to push it back over and over again and both her body and mind started to feel sluggish and not as it uses to.

But as soon as she started the program, both her senses and dreams were captured in a loop that played up her worst memories, both from mission city but also when she was trapped in smaller spaces. Which always ended with her waking up with a jerk. It had now gone so far that she didn't even dare start it up in fear that she would get stuck in the memories and never be able to getaway. So it was not something she was going to expose herself to right now, things were bad enough.

Luna absently rubbed the metal over her spark, and a tingling sensation spread across her chassis the more she was thinking. When she felt the uneasy feeling spread through her chest even more than before. It was strange but the only way Luna could describe it as was like someone closing a hand around her torso and spark and squeezed it. It was uncomfortable and even hurt, though nothing physical could or would happen to her at that moment. Everything was in her head and completely normal to her by now. Strangely, the anxiety always got worse when the twins were not there with her, and the mere knowledge that they were not physically on the island could create these feelings inside of her. Being in the twins' room helped a little to hold it all together, but she felt empty inside like something was missing.

It was a strange feeling, and Luna didn't know how to explain it any other way. And if the twins were gone longer off times, the feeling and sensations would only get worse, at some point it felt like the Allspark energy would swallow her whole if she were not careful enough. But it was a strange feeling to have and not even Ratchet could explain why but she suspected that he had something ells in mind, but thank primus that they were not gone for long. None of her family was usually gone for more than a week, tops two and closeness to another of her family members often helped her a little bit. But the best medicine to it all was, and probably always would be, her twins.

Luna looked down at the table in front of her with all the little metal pieces that were spread out in organized chaos. Large and small parts were scattered all over the place, and stains of oil and gunpowder residue lay here and there. Her current project was more difficult than she had imagined it would be. If there was something she hated, it was all unnecessarily killing; she didn't care that they were at war, why were they forced to kill each other? So with those thoughts swirling around in her head she had come up with the idea to create a gun that would only generate pain but not kill. If her sire was here she might have considered asking him. But right now, she just felt angry with everything and everyone who held her prisoner on this little island, including her sire.

Luna put away those thoughts and focused on the problem in front of her as she sat up. She needed to find out how she could create a leading electric cable in the gun. Something similar to Jolt's whips, but she wanted something that could convey her Allspark energy to it instead. But the problem was that her power was more charged than jolts and she had no idea of what material or converter she could use. Again, Luna wanted nothing else than to ask one of her creators, but she refused to be the one to take the first step in this situation.

But that would not stop her. There is some other incredible tool that she could use instead — a tool where all the information you could imagine was there, the internet. Humans were so smart at finding shortcuts and gathering information in one place and it was terrific. The Internet was among the best thing she thought the human had invented, like ever, second only to video games that were first on the list. Luna grinned as she connected and began to look for a solution for her problem. She got many hits, but most of it was about switches and lights. Electric wiring also came up and a picture of a large cylindrical box called transformer that made her pause. A low rumbling sound was heard from her as she tried to not laugh at the picture, how fitting. Perhaps some of her ancestors transformed into this...thing.

Sudden a new picture popped up in front of the other. Luna stopped what she was doing and focused on that one that had been so wonderfully disturbed her in her quest for answers. It was annoying that it popped up, but at the same time, she got curious about the image.

And she clicked on the advertisement. But the side that came up caused her optics to widen in sheer surprise. One thing was evident as she looked over the page, humans were so strange sometimes. Luna looked it over and scrolled down slowly in her mind, scanning the pictures. She tilted her helm slightly as she looked over the video that was on autoplay in front of her processor. Luna could see that it was a male and a woman in the picture, and it looked like they were wrestling? Or they tumbled around in a large bed. They were completely naked. Perhaps it was some kind of game that humans played? She couldn't see any children, so she assumed it was an adult game.

Luna clicked on another video, and it was a different couple in it doing the same thing as the other one had done. It almost looked like the male was hurting the female because she was screaming loudly, but was saying 'yes' all the time and 'don't stop.'. Was the male deaf or something, or was the woman stuck in a loop, she probably as, the way she repeated it all the time. Either way, they both seem to like the game they were playing, so it could not be that bad.

But Luna had seen both her creators and Jazz and Prowl in a similar situation; obviously, it had been by accident both times. But she still remembers the awkward and downright frightening lesson her carrier had held for her about interfacing afterward. And given the similarities, she was pretty sure that this was a human equation of interfacing.

But it looked almost disgusting, and honestly, it did not look like something the humans really should enjoy, not with all the screaming and grunting they were doing. But even though she thought so, she couldn't stop her body from responding to it all. Her whole frame was tingling, and her cheek plates were now warm; even if she found the entire thing mostly disgusting, she was curious about their actions. But she could not continue her search as Luna quickly closed everything down when she felt the presence of another cybetronian and looked up just in time as the door open, and in came two tired front lines.

:: Sides! Sunny! You back:: Luna smiled as she got up fast from the floor and went to meet them with a big smile on her lips.

"Hey, there, princess" Sides smiled tiredly as he looped an arm around the smaller bot "how are you today? Missed us? Have you been waiting for us?" he asked her as he looked down at her with a grin.

:: Of course! How did it go? Was it fun? Did you get into any fights? Did you catch the evil Decepticons? Are any of you hurt? When did you come back?:: the words flow out of her while she bounces lightly on the spot, and only Side's arm held her to the ground.

"good, no, yes, no, no, an hour ago," Sunstreaker answered all of her questions as he walked passed them and petted Luna on the helm as a greeting before ignoring their presence.

"Keep that talk up, princess, and you'll soon be able to talk faster than Blurr or as much as Bluestreak, but I don't know which is the worst "Sides grinned when Luna gave away a protest. "So how long have you been in here, sweet spark? " he asked as he looked around; the table was in chaos, and he remembered that it did not look like that before they left on the mission.

Luna shrugged:: Not so long, a day or two maybe three? :: she did not know, but she did know that it was more than two at least.

Sunstreaker looked over the bombshell that was their coffee table with a critical and dissatisfied look, but he was too tired to take this fight right now. Even if his inner being wants nothing but cleanliness and to put all the junk away. But right now, he only wanted to sit and exhale for a little while. The coffee table would be a battle for another time.

"since your fight with Ratchet? " Sides asked as he let her go. Luna went to the table to try and tide it all up a little. But as she would put it away, another one got her attention and that part definitely could be merged with the smaller one. Luna picked them both up and began to bring them together as she sat down at the table again on the floor. She worked better like this and she could see all the parts from a different angle than she was standing up and tinkering.

But this time, Sunstreaker frame was behind her on the sofa, and Luna felt his field touched hers and she welcomed the feeling of another presence. She gave his field a testing push, and he gave her one back, which made Luna smile widen when she got another piece together.

"Luna? " Sides asked again concerned as the youngling had ignored his question.

Luna first looked up at him a bit, but then nodded when she remembered that he was asking a question. She looked down at the piece again and could feel two pairs of optics drill into her back and her movements slowed down some. Would he question her more? She did not want to talk about it but she could hear Sides' heavy steps walk away from them and then come back a second later.

Sides snorted as he walked up to his brother handling him a new energon cube as he looked down at the youngling, she sure knew how to hold a grudge " that was four days ago." he said as he looked down at hew work with some curiosity of his own. What was their princess making this time?

Luna halted in her motion:: Four? :: She glanced up at them with surprise in her face, no way, she had completely lost track of time.

Sunstreaker looked down at her with a sharp gaze before he put his energon cube right in front of her while his ice-blue eyes held hers. Not giving her any choice than look at him " drink" his voice was harsh and commanding and made Luna blinking in surprise.

She looked at the cube he held in front of her and then back up at him as she raised a dirty and oily hand to take it from him. :: Why? you need it more than me::

Sunstreaker stared at her now annoying " Because your optics are too bright and your hands are shaking," why had not Ratchet keep more track on her? If he knew Luna right, and by this time they did it, she would no doubt have neglected both one and the other. As Luna looked confused by his word he exhaled hard " It is all a sign that you are running on fumes, now drink femme and stop staling," He ordered as he leans back and picked out a cloth from his subspace to clean his armor.

Luna stared at him for a second and then back on the cube and put it to her lips and made a face as she sipped on the lukewarm energon, he had spiced it with some salt crystals, and it tasted off somehow. But as soon as she swallowed the first gulp, she noticed how her tank rumbled again, and she could feel the slight pain as it had been running on fume.

So without complaining, she jumped up on the sofa, close but not in direct contact with him when she was still filthy. She was just happy that he allowed her to be so close even though she was soiled with oil and sot. Luna hummed low as she drank the energon under silence and grinned as she blew a bubble in it, she kicked her feet back and forth in the air as she played with the liquid. Although it was too salty and nothing she would think of drinking more of after this one, but for now she was too hungry to even care.

:: So, how was the mission?:: She asked again as she popped another energon bubble in her drink. A childish behavior that irritated Sunstreaker to no end as she risked to splashing him down with it, and he would prefer to be clean.

"Don't," Sunstreaker rebuked her as she was going to do it again, Irritating little brat. Luna smiled apologetically up at him.

::Sorry!::

Sunstreaker hummed low as he rubs the cloth over his arm where a little energon had splashed on it.

"It was soooo boring. We had to go on patrol with Prowl, of all the cybetronian, Prime puts us with him!" Sides dramatically complained as he took another sip of his energon before he threw himself down on the couch on the other front of her. Before Luna could react, he had turned completely and was now laying down with his legs hanging off the armrest and his head in Luna's lap. Sides stretched his arms over his helm and in Sunstreaker's lap as he grinned up at the femme.

" comfort me, Luna! It was so painful!" he whined playfully, "do you know what Prowl made me do?"

:: no, what?:: Luna patted him on his helm with her free hand, smiling as she sipped on the last energon.

" He forced me to keep the speed limits, no racing, no fun, no nothing," Sides said as he looked up at her with a pleading look, "Pity me!"

:: ooh, your poor thing, there, there:: Luna cooed at him as she petted his helm, playing along.

"don't patronize him, Luna, he will only get worse then," Sunstreaker said as he stole his brother's energon cube that was dangling right in front of him and drank the last thing under Sides protested that was completely ignored. After the energon was finished, Sunstreaker gave Luna his used cloth and took her cube from her. He got up from the couch and went to the trash can where he disposed the cubes before he walked away in silence and into the bedroom.

Luna looked after him as she began to dry her hands and looked down at Sides. She could feel the weight of his head resting on her lap as he turned off his optics and vented out in content. She wiped away the last dirt from her and nodded t herself, satisfied by her work. Her eyes fell on Sides audio receptor and helm, which had some dirt left on it. She took the already used cloth and began to wipe it away.

Once again, Luna was fascinated by how different Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were. They were each other's equivalent of so much. Especially when it came to the area of dirt, Sunny would criminate by even having some dirt on his frame while Sides didn't care where he put his feet or where he was driving. A low purring sound came from the red twin while she dried him and he turned his head so that his face was inclined toward her. Optics still offline.

:: Did you not wash before you got in here?:: she asked him softly and looked over her work as there was no more dirt on him.

"yes, as soon as we landed," Sides said sluggish, "I think you missed a spot on the other side Princess, don't stop."

Luna smiled, she didn't miss anything:: Admit it, you're just too lazy to do it yourself:: she started to feel the fatigue become more apparent as all the days she had not been recharging well began to come over her. Her tank was now full, and now her twins were back. For the first time in days, whole. The feeling of pressure over her chassis had let go and it left her body in an exhausted state. Having so many emotions and worries was depressing and now that her anchor was back she could finally let go of it.

Sides smiled up at her but did not comment on her assumption; they both know that it was true. "Come on. We need go to bed too, and you are in desperate need of a good recharge."

With a smooth movement that should not be possible with the shape of his body, he stood up. Luna slid off the couch and went before Sides to their bedroom, where Sunstreaker was already on the bench. She could see the thermo blankets ready for them, and Sunstreaker was already laying against the wall, leaving space for both of them behind him.

Luna went to the bench and lifted herself up without any problems. Soon she would even be able to climb up on it without having to jump up to do so. She lay down next to the Sunstreaker and pulled the blankets around her, as Sides lay down on her other side, successfully boxed her in between the two of them.

Luna snuggled closer to them and let out a satisfied sound as she looked up at Side and then up at Sunstreaker, who still ignored their presence. But he did move slightly, so she had better leeway as she made herself comfortable. She laid still for a moment and listening to the sound of their bodies softly buzzing with life. She could feel the heat from both of them, primus what she had missed them. There was a small scent of lubricant that tickled her olfactory center, and she looked down at her own hands, which were now clean and had the oil sent on them. Sunstreaker probably had some detergent on it to polish his armor.

Luna stretched her arm up in the air, she was tired, but she could not sleep yet. She wanted to enjoy their presence as much as she could. But as she looked at her arms a thought came to her:: why are my armor so different from yours?:: She asked and looked to them both:: why are mine soft and weak where yours is hard and durable?::

Sides retched up an arm beside hers and inspected them and noticed the difference between their armor. But he did know the answer to it, his arms were harsher and marked by the war. While Luna was in a bright white shade, and not a single scratch appeared in the thin layer that protected the more sensitive cables under it. The metal was perfectly even and smooth when touched; the metal was perfectly even and smooth. Sides saw nothing wrong with her frame and he treasured that she was so innocent, so pure. She was completely innocent and naive about what a hard life they all had to come here. But at the same time, she knew nothing but the existence they now lived in. She had nothing to compare it to and both of them would protect that for her. Sides could feel Sunny's silent consent flow over the bond as he shifted his position that he now was on his back.

" I like your arms better, more delicate, smoother and smaller it suits you" Sides grinned at her and huffed as Luna boxed him in a sensitive area between the metal under his arm.

:: Do not:: she muttered::take that back::

He chuckled and held his arms up in surrender this time "alright, alright" Never argue with a tired woman; he knew that for a fact.

:: But why? It can't only be that I don't have any alternative mode:: it was something that annoyed Luna's tired processor. She did not want to be small, weak, and something they had to protect all the time. Why couldn't she look like them? Strong, fast and brave like nothing in the world could stand in their way.

" I believe that in the golden days all cybetronian had your kind of frame, it was the standards version then," Sunstreaker suddenly spoke up, answered her question.

Luna looked over at the yellow twin that had decided to join their discussion:: standards?::

" Yes, before the whole war began."

Luna looked over her arms again and then suddenly sat up in between them so she could see them both without twisting her neck. :: How did you both look before the war? What did you work with? Did you look like me? ::

Both of the twins were silent e for a while as they froze before them once again relaxed, making Luna feel like she said something wrong. She knew that her creator often became sad when they talk about what it was like before the war and the golden age. So much lost and forgotten things they use to say.

"War is all we know princess," Sides said slowly and gave her a sad smile, sometimes they forget how innocent she was and how little she did know. " We were no one before, and it is all we know and always going to know."

Luna turned her helm between both of them:: why is that?:: that could not be right, everybody was someone before, why would they be an exception?

" We were created in the wrong place, at the uprising of the war" this time it was Sunny that talked in a low tone, entirely without emotion. Luna turned to look at him instead, and she would be lying if she said that the reveal did not concern her and how down both of them looked. Sunstreaker vented out "War is everything we know. " She could understand that they were born into the war, exactly as she was. But they had to see a future for themselves, right?.

:: But who would you want to be after the war?:: She asked them instead, not liking how sad they both looked at the subject, and she did not like the answer she had gotten.

This time it was as if Side's mood swung around 180 degrees at the question as he grinned and jumped to the change in the subject as he sat up and put his hand up in the air. " I want to be a pro racer!"

:: Whaaaat?:: Luna looked at him as he had grown a second head:: That's so boring, why would you want to be a pro racer?::

"Ouch, princess, your words hurt me! Sunny, we have failed in our upbringing of this fair lady, she doesn't enjoy the real art of speeding" Sides thrown himself back on the berth dramatically as Luna giggled and shook her helm. She actually could see the red twin racing down a track with no control over his speed at all.

:: Sorry, I thought you would say something like a teacher or maybe an architect:: Luna joked, grinning at him. However, she could actually imagine the red speedster running big races and presses the pedal to the metal.

Sunstreaker snorted," I do think she has a point; it would be both boring and annoying to go round and round on the same track every day" the yellow twin paused before he continued, " But then again, your processor going around in circles all day long anyway so why not? go for it."

" Hey! " Sides complained, and Luna laughed as they bricked back and forth.

:: And you, Sunny? What would you do?:: Luna asked curios to stopped their bricking, and she was curious about what he would want to do. Probably something like owning a shop or something that involved maintaining products.

The yellow twin was now silent and looked up at the ceiling; he had no idea. He had not allowed himself to think about the future, nor did he know how long the war would last. It was no idea to think of something that might never happen.

"I know what he would do," Sides said as he laid on the side with one arm under his head so that he could comfortably look at both of them. " He would be a professional artist! A great artist with his masterpieces in exhibitions and everyone's home"

Sunstreaker looked at his brother in surprise, and Luna looked at him before she grinned and nodded, that was perfect!. She could see him doing just that, especially after what she had seen of his work.

She leaned over his chassis and looked down at Sunstreaker, he tilted his head so he could see her better but said nothing. But for once, let her lie there, Luna didn't scratch anything anyway, and he would not admit it out loud that he had missed her clinginess.

:: I think you would be a great painter. Sunny:: Luna smiled down at him with sparkling optics, what would she give to see more art of him? :: sometimes it feels like you can walk right in your paintings.::

"His dream you support, but not mine? I call it favoritism!" Sides complained as he pushed himself closer to them both and thrown an arm over Luna's back. Pressing her frame down on Sunstreaker's chest as the yellow twin complained about watching his paint.

Luna laughed:: Never! That would be like a choice between my left or right foot. And I can't do that now, can I?" she put her helm down on the golden chassis as she grinned up at Sides that was closer to them both now.

"Well, okay," Sides said as he grinned back at her, snickering "Then I'm right? Right? and Sunny is the only left." He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows to his lousy pun.

Luna laughed as Sunstreaker gave out a regretful moan, making his whole chest vibrate underneath her "That was so bad, " Sunstreaker complained as he was giving his brother a deadpanned look," remind me how are we even related, idiot? "

"Well, we are more than that oh dear brother of mine, we are one" Sides grinned "calling me an idiot is like calling you one too you know, whatever it's left in that empty processor of yours " He poked his helm making Sunstreaker swat his irritating hand away with his only free one as he did not let go of Luna.

" Mute it you bag of bolts; I'm the smart one here because the left part of the processor is still there when there is nothing right in the right part of the processor," Sunstreaker looked at him expressionless as his brother staring down at him with his mouth open before a grin spread over his lips.

"Way to go, bro! " Sides said as he laughed "We still can make something out of you yet"

"Good luck with that," Sunstreaker snorted as he put his free arm behind his head with both Luna and Sides still on him. He would never say it out loud, but he liked this proximity and the security he felt when they were all gathered. Before, it was only Sides that he could share this closeness and trust with. But Luna had forced her way in between them and fitted in like she always had been there.

Luna could hear them both still talking as she felt her recharge program began to start up, and this time she was not afraid to let it activate. She rested her chin above Sunstreaker's spark, and she felt Sides warmth close by and let it all go. A strange messenger popped up in the middle of the upstart, warning her about something wrong in her system.

She could hear they twins bicker some more, and it was lulling her in more, and she could feel the steady rhythmic of their sparks. The messenger didn't feel like a pressing problem right now considering how tired she felt. Not even with the warning sign pounding in her processor, she could deal with that tomorrow.