I just went back to do some extra editing for the last chapter and it almost had me blushing! There will be a lot more M rated scenes like that cause this fic is rated M! For those of you who like that kind of thing look forward to it. So this fic has over 22,000 views! Woohoo! We're almost at 200 reviews too! Thanks to everyone that reads, reviews, favs, etc! Anyways I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS! Time skip! More limeade! Couldn't resist having something now for their real forms!
(Clare's POV)
February came and went, my spark orn along with it. I was now legally seventeen years old! My birthday had been celebrated both on the base and at home with Sam and my Aunt Judy, and Uncle Ron.
On base all of the Autobots and soldiers had provided a small get together with energon candies, energon, high grade, some human foods, and several gifts. Dad and opi had gotten me a Cybertanium combat knife, Chromia, Hide, and Arcee had given me my first gun; a high impact sniper rifle! Hound had given me some datapads on various wildlife from all the different planets he had been too, Flareup had given me some more wax, Jacky had upgraded my subspace for me so that I could hold all of my new gifts! Hot Rod, much to the twins chagrin had gotten me some new paint after saying that I deserved a prettier color than silver. Ratchet had given me some medical tools so that I could help him out in the med bay. But Optimus had done something even more special for me though!
He had taken me to his office after the party and shown me my new Autobot symbol! I was set to receive it after graduating from High School! Ratchet would have to weld it onto my armor in whatever spot I chose, so since that day I had spent quite a lot of time trying to figure out where I wanted to put it.
Then there was the twins... At first they had given me nothing during the party, and afterwards when I had spent the night in their quarters all we had done was love on each other...thoroughly. I hadn't been disappointed when they hadn't presented me something like everybot else had. If anything I had been content to lay with them basking in the afterglow of our activities.
But the next day when they had taken me home I had gotten a major surprise! My walls had been repainted with a brand new mural. Something so fragging beautiful that I couldn't even get angry that Sunny had repainted over my old one. Because the multicolored crystals lining my walls were just beautiful. They told me that Cybertron had many crystal gardens and they thought I would like this one. I did indeed.
It was a birthday that I would not ever forget.
Time had gone by so fast after that! February was over before I knew it, then April, and now it was May.
With May came an entirely new reason for having a headache. Prom. Mikeala insisted that I was going, even going so far as to buy me a ticket. She had even gone behind my back by having the twins, Sides, buy tickets for them to go with me. So now I had no choice but to go.
We were set to go dress shopping sometime this week, which my Aunt and Uncle were going to help me with. Tuxes weren't so expensive...prom dresses? Not so much. I almost shuddered to think how much my dress was going to come to.
Right now I was laying on the twins berth browsing selections from nearby boutiques. I figured it would make it a less taxing experience to look at choices before we went shopping.
Sides was laying on the berth beside me just watching what I was doing. Every now and then I would send him a link to look at for a second opinion. Mikeala would be pissed if she knew that he was helping me look but if it got me out of a six hour dress shopping spree I did not care!
He sent back ones that he liked for me to save in my memory center, what he didn't like he discarded.
It seemed like he was going more towards shorter dresses than long ones. The perv. He also kept picking out everything that had his color.
Me? I was going more towards black or dark blue. Those colors seemed to fit me more, and that way I did not start a pissing match between them because I chose one of their colors and not the other.
Now if only I could get Sides to stop feeling me up every five astroseconds so that I could concentrate.
"Sides servos off."
The servos grabbing at my aft stilled only momentarily before they moved to cup my aft and squeeze. I sighed as he moved to lay against my back, servos sliding up to rest on either side of me. He was making that huffing sound again...
Ever since that first time that I had taken that plunge in my room things had progressed rather far with us. We still hadn't interfaced yet, but we had fallen into a routine or ritual if you prefer. I no longer denied any of our needs nearly as much. They both got what they wanted at least several times a week as did I.
It was kind of embarrassing but...I discovered that I had a lick fetish just like Sides did. You could either like what you were doing with your partner or you could just do it for them without getting anything out of it. Me? I enjoyed licking their...yeah... Neither of them were complaining.
If anything it had turned them both into insatiable sex toys. Like right now. Sides was plastered to my backside, undulating against me with need. We sometimes played this game, where I would lay there knowing that they wanted me but I wouldn't acknowledge it. I did it to frustrate them for my own amusement since they liked to torment me so much.
Sides huffed in my audio as he shifted higher to rock against my backside. "Sweetspark..."
"Hmm?" I ducked my helm and smirked.
"Please?" He begged.
(LIME STARTS HERE SKIP IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT!)
Ever so slowly I rose up onto my knees before turning around to face him. He understood my movements and settled back onto his aft on the berth while I approached him, his optics locked on me. Once I was close enough he discarded his sodpiece revealing his spike.
I couldn't help but to blush upon seeing it even though we had done this dozens of times before.
His servo came to rest on the back of my helm guiding me down towards the tip of his spike, the piston already undulating with his excitement. I slid my glossa out to tease the crease between the piston and the main body.
A soft groan met my audios. "Please..."
Leaning down I took as much as I could into my mouth, and what I could not take in I wrapped my servos around to pump. I started up a well practiced rythm, bobbing my helm in time to the upward thrust of my servos.
The unique metallic flavor of him filled my senses. Sweet and metallic with a hint of spice. Heat started pooling beneath my valve covering as I bobbed my helm repeatedly, both of us whimpering softly. I shifted to alleviate the growing tension between my legs, thighs rubbing together in a futile attempt to ease it.
Even at his smallest he was so fragging large that even in this form I could hardly take the majority of him in. He stretched my mouth joints to the point of aching. His servos guided my helm up and down at the pace he liked most right now. My glossa teased the cables, slipping between them to test the sensitive undersides of the cables, then moved further up to slip into the crease between the piston and the main body.
He moaned harder when I did that jerking his hips up from the berth over and over again.
"Harder please..." He groaned.
For a moment I toyed with the idea of teasing him but discarded the idea in favor of speeding up my movements. His grip on my helm tightened as a louder more desperate moan fell from his lips. I could feel his spike swelling in my mouth in preperation for overload.
I brought him to overload with a hard suck combined with several vigorous strokes of my servos. He arched with an elated cry, filling my mouth with his transfluid. I greedily drank it down enjoying the erotic taste of it, not stopping until he slumped down and I had gotten every last drop.
Leaning back I licked my metal lips to gather what had dribbled out. He watched my every move with heated optics.
Gentle servos pushed me back onto the berth. I laid back knowing that he would take care of me next.
His lips descended on mine briefly before moving down my frame, over my neck where he sucked the cables, down my chassis, abdomen, until he came to rest between my thighs.
The doors to the room slid open at the same moment that he popped my valve covering off. My optics drifted over to rest on Sunny when he stepped into the room. His optics became heated when they landed on us on the berth.
I shivered in anticipation when Sides nuzzled against me, that huffing sound rattling his vents.
He suddenly froze against me, glossa stopping just short of touching my external ports... Then he groaned before pulling back with a look of apology on his face. "I got commed to go to the hangar for a mission briefing."
I whined in protest. "But Sides..."
"Sorry sweetspark. When I come back I'll give you your reward ok?"
I pouted but nodded regardless. He leaned down to give me a heated kiss as he touched my frame sensually to tease me. It was so not cool when I was already hot with need. Sunny might help me but I really wanted something that he hadn't done for me yet. According to Sides he didn't like it as much as he did, and rarely did it.
So when Sides got up to leave I resigned myself to having to wait for him to return to get my relief. Sunny slid up onto the berth when the doors slid shut. He probably wanted the same treatment that I had given Sides.
He surprised me when instead of removing his sodpiece for me he moved down between my legs. My breath caught, a whimper becoming lodged in my throat when he leaned down to sniff at my opening. Sides would've just jumped in without care but Sunny was tentative about what he was doing.
"You don't have to do that Sunny. I know that you don't really like it."
A grunt was my reply.
Hot air brushed against my overly sensitive valve for a few astroseconds, before his glossa slid over my opening. I squirmed, squealing slightly as pleasure shot up from my valve.
He abruptly shifted from hesitant to feverish, going from near stillness to rapidly licking my opening. The change in pace had me arching with a cry of surprise and pleasure. My body undulated, rocking against his glossa.
Servos pinned me down halting my movements, taking control of the situation completely. He thrusted his glossa in and out of my opening making me moan in pleasure. He alternated between thrusting in and out of my valve, to teasing the ports outside. Back and forth. Over and over again. Making me writhe with ecstasy.
I felt myself reaching my peak quickly, sparks flickering across my frame as the friction built higher. Everything in me tightening painfully, my helm thrashing from side to side because of the overwhelming pleasure.
A deep growl vibrating against my apex was what finally sent me flying over the edge with a resounding cry. My hips jerked violently against the berth in a primal reaction to the intense sensation overload. Sunny continued holding them down, optics watching my face as the evidence of my pleasure spilled into his waiting mouth. He growled again as he lapped it all up.
I fell limp against the berth after another few astroseconds, spent. Heavy pants rattling my frame.
Sunny crawled back up the berth to lay beside me. He accepted me into the crook of his arm where I cuddled up against his chassis to catch my breath. As soon as I was steady again I would return the favor.
"I love you Sunny." I murmured contentedly.
His grip on me tightened in response. He rarely spoke the words but I understood the meaning of the gesture.
My spark sped up, jumping against its casing the bot equivalent of butterflies. I loved these two idiots so much that sometimes it made my spark hurt. All I wanted was to curl up beside them in recharge every night.
I wanted a real future with them. I wanted them to want that with me.
Call me naive but I think that they wanted that with me too. I hoped our sparks were compatible.
Sunny rumbled against me causing me to lift my helm and smile at him. "Your turn."
Saturday morning was utter chaos for me. I had simulation training with opi, tactics training with dad, then I had training in the med bay with Ratchet. Sam was coming to visit with Bee and Mikeala on top of that, and even more pressing was that two more bot signatures were caught entering the atmosphere.
That had been what Sides' mission briefing yesterday was all about. He, Ironhide, and Chromia had gone with Optimus to find out who it was, and if it they were Autobots to bring them back.
Sunny was in a rather bad mood because Sides was gone without him. He had locked himself in their room to work on a painting. Nobot was stupid enough to disturb him except for me. Well I planned on going to see him after I was released from the med bay.
Today Ratchet was teaching my about the main energon cirulation system, since energon cables being severed was the most common injury for bots in the field, and it could also be one of the most dangerous. Given that enough cables were severed, or that a main line was severed a bot could leak to death in less than five kliks. Right now he was showing me how to stop the flow and reconnect the cables. He was insistent that I learn to properly treat wounds without my healing powers. I agreed, though he did train me in conditioning myself to use them more extensively so that I became more accustomed to it.
We had discovered through several sessions that I could heal many injuries, but that my spark would strain the more I used it. Through using it to help out in the med bay here and there it was becoming easier regardless of the fact that it tired me out rather quickly still.
That was why the formal lessons in repairing bots was necessary. This way I would have other means to rely on to help others, and since I was not a combat oriented bot due to my size it was one of the main ways that I could help. Ratchet said that I was a quick learner which made me feel good about myself.
I was also excited for Sam to get here! It was going to be his first time coming to the base! Ratchet kept having to reprimand me for spacing out while I was working because of my excitement.
"Clare you must be able to stay focused while treating an injured bot!" He reprimanded me for what must have been the dozenth time that day.
"Sorry Ratchet! I'm just excited for Sam, Bee, and Mikeala to come to the base!"
He gently brought his wrench down on my helm in halfsparked reprimand. "I know that femme! But you must stay focused otherwise you will make mistakes! All it takes is one little detail slipping past you to end a bot's life."
"Sorry."
"Just concentrate youngling, otherwise you may cause damage to Skids." Ratchet looked down at Skids who I was currently working on...then muttered something about it not being a particularly bad loss.
I giggled before I went back to reconnecting the cables that Mudflap had torn out in yet another stupid sibling brawl. The red twin didn't look any better either, and Ratchet was being rather rough with his repairs if the pained yelps were anything to go by.
Luckily Ratchet had disabled the majority of their vocal processes so that they could not actually talk. I got a real kick out of that if for no other reason than the fact that it prevented them from flirting with me again. My twins did not care for it when they did that either.
I quickly reconnected the wires in Skids' shoulder to prevent him from leaking anymore, then I moved to repair the torn section or armor using a welder that was built into my servos courtesy of Ratchet.
The two of us worked quickly to get the two idiots out of the med bay.
Ratchet enabled their vocal processors before they left, and no sooner had the doors to the med bay shut another argument started up. I shook my helm tiredly. Idiots.
Two loud clangs sounded outside the door not even three astroseconds later. An astrosecond later Sunny stomped into the med bay.
Ratchet scowled at him as he snatched me up from the berth I was on. "Where are you taking my apprentice?"
"Sides contacted me over the bond to tell me that they're almost back." Sunny said as a way of explaining. It didn't really explain his attitude though. Well if somebot he didn't like was coming back it did.
While I was thinking that over a public comm. link popped up on my HUD. Upon opening it Optimus' voice came through requesting that all Autobots report to the main hangar. Well I guess that it included me too since I was an Autobot in training. Sunny hefted me onto his shoulder as the three of us started towards the hangar. One of his servos kept up constant contact with my back even after we had arrived at the hangar.
The familiar forms of Optimus, Ironhide, Chromia, and Sideswipe pulled into the hangar followed closely by Bee! I perked up when I saw him waving cheerfully to the yellow scout. He honked back as two more forms pulled into the hangar.
A dark blue Chevy Volt pulled in, followed closely by a soft white colored Porsche. Sunny tensed for some reason when whoever that was pulled in.
More than that, when the others shifted back Sides seemed tense as well.
I gently touched Sunny's cheek to comfort him, as I too took in the newcomers. The dark blue Volt turned into a mech who was maybe a foot or two shorter than the twins. The other bot was a femme.
She was watching me as closely as I was watching her. Well I would say that she was pretty for sure, a little taller than the other femmes, lean, well endowed. She had audio horns like Sides did and door wings like dad, but she was a good deal shorter than either of my twins maybe coming up to opi's height. Her peds had a pointed six inch heel on each one, with no claws. She didn't even have claws on her servos either.
Why the frag was she watching me so closely?
I barely heard Optimus introduce both of them, only catching their designations. The blue mech was called Jolt, and the femme was ShimmerNova. And she was still staring at me...or was she staring at Sunny?
It looked like she was watching us both...but then her gaze swept to Sides as well before coming back to Sunny and I. Was that why he was so tense? And why did I not have a good feeling about this?
After introductions were finished almost everybot but Optimus, Ratchet, Ironhide, and the two new arrivals dispersed to do their own things, including Bee who took Sam and Mikeala on a tour of the base. Sides came over to where Sunny and I were standing lifting me away from his twin so that he could pull me onto his shoulder.
ShimmerNova chose to make her way over towards us at that moment. The way she moved was sensual like an experienced femme trying to bag a nice mech prize. It immediately put me on the defensive.
"You two aren't being very polite." She purred once she was close enough. "Don't I get an introduction to your little friend here?"
Sides looked at me as Sunny tensed in obvious aggression. Neither seemed to want to answer her.
I forced a smile to be polite. "I'm Clare."
"I'm ShimmerNova." She introduced herself with an arrogant flick of her wrist. "So are the twins related to you or something?"
"No. We're-"
"Courting." Sunny interrupted me rudely.
I was about to say something to him about it when ShimmerNova snorted. My attention was drawn back to her scowling face.
"Courting? You?" She asked incredulously. "Don't be ridiculous! You two wouldn't seriously court a femme unless your lives depended on it! What game are you playing with the poor thing?"
Game? For some reason her words weren't the only thing getting to me, her arrogant tone was. That combined with her words told me that she and the twins had most likely had a thing in the past, and it had most likely ended on bad terms. "They aren't playing any game with me." I defended them.
"That's where you're wrong femme." She sneered at me.
"I'm not wrong femme." I sneered right back. Screw politeness! "Just because they obviously played you doesn't mean that they have to play everybot. If you ask me you're just jealous because you know that the only reason either would give you a chance again would be to play you."
"They'd give me a chance again because I'm far better in the berth than you will ever be halfbit. I bet they can't even mount you without damaging you."
My jaw snapped shut with a loud snap. "If it were me I'd rather mount somebot that actually had some tread left where it counts. Not somebot that's been had by everybot and their creator." I bit out. "When you get mounted do they just fall in?"
She snapped back with a look of shocked rage on her face. "Why you little!"
Sides moved away from her shielding me protectively when she took a small step forward. "Don't touch her!" He growled dangerously. Sunny got between us and her in a defensive stance.
A dangerous sounding hiss slid past her light pink lips.
My own warning hiss slid out from between my rapidly sharpening denta. I felt a wave of curiosity and concern through my bond with my creators. They had never sensed me so enraged before.
[Wha's wrong sparklet?]
I didn't answer him. The atmosphere was tense, our hissing loud, both of us poised to strike even if I logically knew that I could not beat her in a fight with my small size. I would still rake my claws down over that pretty painted face of her's!
Apparently opi decided to come see what was bothering me because he suddenly appeared beside ShimmerNova from seemingly nowhere. He took one look between the two of us, the twins who were snarling angrily, before he stepped in between us all to diffuse the situation.
"Now now femmes le's all calm down! Yo' too twins!" He slanted another look in my direction. "Sparklet yo'r opis expect betta from ya den dis! Le'cha anger go ok? We're all friends 'ere."
I forced my hiss to cut off. "Sorry opi."
Stupid glitch ShimmerNova let her slightly lighter optics drift over to my opi weighingly.
We were all saved from another possible confrontation when Ratchet came over with that other blue bot. He obviously sensed the tension around us but instead of commenting on it he gestured to the dark blue mech who was unsurprisingly watching me. "Clare this is Jolt my other apprentice. Since you two will be working together under me I thought it prudent to formally introduce you."
Jolt gave me a cocky grin. "Why hello there beautiful."
The twins instantly switched their attention from glaring at ShimmerNova, to snarling at Jolt.
Why did things always have to be this complicated? First the twins' old flame shows up to stir up tension, then another mech who only seems to have optics for me starts in. At least he didn't seem vindictive like Shimmerslut, so I could at least try and be polite.
"Hello I'm Clare, the twins femmefriend." I stressed that point extensively. As in I was off the market with no interest of getting back on the market right now. If I had my way I never would be.
He didn't seem perturbed in the least. "I'm glad that Ratchet chose a pretty little femme to work with us in the med bay. It can get boring in there sometimes. At least I'll have you to look at. I promise not to touch though... Wouldn't want to slag the twins off."
No you wouldn't want to do that buddy. "Yeah you should probably make sure to follow your own advice." I warned him. "But it'll be nice to have a new face around the bay. So long as you remember what you just said I look forward to working with you."
He grinned. "Same."
"Well no' dat introductions are over wit' ah t'ink dat Hound was lookin for ya earlier baybay spark. Ain'cha supposed to start obedience trainin' wit' Bob today?" Opi asked me.
"Oh that's right! Well I guess that I better get going then! It was nice to meet you Jolt! Screw you ShimmerSlut." I said as way of bidding her goodbye. "Come on Sides let's go!"
Opi gave me a slightly disapproving look before the twins turned to leave the hangar. I sent my own disgruntled feelings back through the bond. No way was I going to apologize to her or treat her decently after what she said to me! If she grew up I would act more mature as well! Until then screw her!
Sides turned to me with a grin once we were out of hearing range of the others. "You have a sharp little glossa don't you? You ripped her aft right open!"
I huffed petulantly. "Well she made me angry."
"We could tell. You look quite sexy when you're slagged off." Sides purred. "You might wanna be careful with Shimmer though, she's a crazy glitch."
"Well I may not be able to take her but I sure as pit will rake my claws down that pretty fragging face of her's. Then it won't be so pretty anymore."
"I'd like to see that." Sunny muttered.
"What's her deal anyways? Did you two drop her like a bad habit or something?"
"Yeah kind of." Sunny grumbled. Neither of them really seemed to want to expand on that. I wanted to ask but I sensed that now was not the time for it. Later when things had settled down I would ask them to explain.
Hound was waiting for us inside of Training room C. Earlier he had commed me to tell me that he was preparing Bob for obedience lessons, this consisted of installing certain data packs that allowed Bob to recognize verbal cues.
Bob was scurrying around the room near Hound's peds but he perked up when we came in. As soon as Sides let me down my little bug baby came skittering over to me. He butted his helm against my lower stomach with a soft clicking sound.
"Hi Hound."
"Hello Clare. Are you ready to start teaching Bob to obey commands?"
"Yes. Could you explain this all to me first?"
"Of course! Ok so I informed you earlier that I was doing a processor upgrade for Bob correct?"
"Yes you did. You told me that you were installing data packs into his processor that allowed him to respond to verbal cues."
Hound nodded. "I did! This is more like a test to ensure that his processor is responding properly to the new data upgrades. We also need to make sure that he can respond to both verbal and visual cues, so the data packs that I installed have visual cues as well. Unfortunately even if the data is there it does not mean that he will respond accordingly every time. He is very much like an intelligent puppy, the cues are there and he may recognize them, however he may not respond. We need to teach him to focus on your commands."
"Ok so this is going to be like training a puppy?"
"Sort of. Why don't we start with some basic commands first? I made sure that the visual cues match the cues you are familiar with using on your pets."
Ok so the first thing that I needed to do was make sure that I had Bob's attention. If this was like puppy training then I wanted him to respond to his name!
"Bob!"
His gaze snapped to me from where he was exploring across the room.
"Heel!" I pointed down at my peds.
He came racing over towards me until he was standing beside me.
"Heel!" I repeated before I turned and started walking around the room. Every few steps I looked back to make sure that he was following me, and he was much to my pleasure. But he normally followed me all over the place, so the real question was did he get what heel meant?
I suddenly stopped dead center in the middle of the room. He stopped directly beside me. Good. I turned to face him making the gesture for him to sit. "Sit."
He complied instantly.
"Good boy." I praised him. Next I made the gesture for him to lay down. "Lay down."
He cocked his helm at me. Ok so he was having difficulty with this command? "The data pack included this command right?"
"Yes it did. He recognizes the gesture but like a human dog he may not want to follow a command. Try it again."
"Bob lay down!" I gestured again.
He still didn't do it.
Well damn guess I had to bribe him like a human dog too. I grabbed some treat pellets from my subspace and held one up in front of him. His optics immediately zoomed in on the treat. "Bob lay down!"
This time he complied. "Good boy!" I gave him the treat eliciting a happy click from him.
"Stay." Turning on my heel, I walked away to the other side of the room. Bob stayed right where I had left him. "Good boy."
We ran through another half dozen commands such as shake, and roll over. I wasn't really sure what other commands Bob understood. If there even were any.
"Ok Clare that's enough for now. When we have our next session we will practice Bob's attack commands."
I blinked. "Optimus and dad let you install attack commands?"
"You are his Alpha so he won't attack you. I guess that they figured it was safe enough."
Just don't question it. "Ok. Well I'll take him with me for now."
"Ok. I will see you later then."
The twins, who had stood watching from the door straightened when I made my way over to them with Bob on my back. "Do you guys want to go refuel?"
"Sure."
Sunny offered me a lift up onto his shoulder. Together the three of us plus Bob made our way to the rec room.
Bee was there with Sam, Mikeala, Ironhide, and Optimus all of them sitting at a table near the dispensers. They waved us over to join them, Sunny sitting me on the table before he went to get us some energon.
Sam was looking at me weirdly, or more specifically Bob's helm which was peeking over my shoulder. "What is that?"
"Oh this is Bob. He's my insecticon pet."
"A what? Insecticon pet?"
"Yup! He's just like a cute little puppy." I cooed.
"He is kind of cute." Mikeala commented. "Can I pet him?"
"Sure. Bob play nice!" I warned him before I put him down in front of Mikeala. "He hasn't bit anybot but he also hasn't been around many humans yet so be careful."
She hardly seemed to be paying attention to me. "You remind me of my little Bones!"
Little? Bones was a fragging giant dog! Actually he wasn't too much bigger than Bob in truth.
"Another fan of Bob?" Sunny commented as he sat down with our energon.
I shrugged. "He's cute. Femmes like cute." I sipped at my energon while I watched Mikeala and Sam interact with Bob. The latter seemed reluctant to touch him but Bob kept persisting in butting him with his helm in a demand for attention.
"So what was that with you and the new femme earlier?" Ironhide asked gruffly. "We could hear you two hissing at each other from across the hangar."
My mood turned sour instantly. All optics turned towards me beside the twins cause they were already staring...well Sam and Mikeala didn't have optics so yeah...
"You were fighting with that white femme? We saw her a few minutes ago...she seemed snobbish."
"Tell me about it." I muttered. "She introduces herself then she starts being an indignant bitch. So I started running my mouth back. It's probably a good thing that opi broke it up otherwise I might've gotten stepped on."
"We wouldn't have let her hurt you." Sides frowned at me.
"Besides she was just slagged off that you hit her right where it hurts all without ever touching her. Shimmer never did do well with losing any sort of contest." Sunny added.
"What did she say?" Mikeala pressed, Bob left forgotten to pester Sam instead. She scooted closer to me on her knees.
"Well she said some things about them playing me. Then when I told her that they weren't she said that they had to be because they played all femmes."
Mikeala gasped. "No! What did you say to her?"
"Well I said that just because they dumped her didn't mean that they were going to do it to every femme. Then I told her that she was just jealous because the only reason they would give her another chance would be to play her again."
"Oooh someone was pissed!"
"Oh it gets better! Then she says that they would give her a chance because she's a good frag, and then she went on to say that I was probably too small to even be mounted by them."
"Wow... Didn't you say that Ratchet said it was perfectly possible for you three to be physically compatible?"
"Yeah he did, and it's true. Well anyways it really pissed me off and before I even knew what I was saying I told her that if I was a mech I'd rather screw somebot with some tread left, not somebot that had been had by everybot and their creator. Then I asked her if the mechs she fragged just fell in."
Mikeala busted out laughing hysterically. "That...oh my god that was perfect! Who knew you could be so vicious?"
"Sam." I deadpanned.
"It's true." Sam agreed. "I swear that she's bi polar or something because she can go from being the nicest person ever to being a complete raging psycho."
"I am not a psycho! Things just piss me off a lot."
He gave me a deadpan look. "Exactly."
"Well if you didn't steal my candy all the time I wouldn't glue you to things!"
"I didn't steal it mom did! And that's a total lie! Remember that time that you glued me to my chair in art class and I had to be cut out of my pants?!"
Mikeala and I both spluttered out a laugh. "Yes I do! You were wearing Superman undies that day too! And I'm pretty sure that you did do something to warrant that prank!"
"What could warrant you doing that to me? Everyone saw my underwear! Do you know how badly I got teased for that?"
"Yes."
"And you feel absolutely no remorse! What would you do if I glued you into your seat in the middle of class? What if you had to get cut out of your pants?"
"I would hit you with something even worse later." I shrugged. "At one point I was entertaining hanging you from the flagpole by your underwear when you went around telling everyone that I was on my period."
"That was because you glued me to my chair!" Sam protested.
"How did we get from the conversation pertaining to what's her name and you fighting, to an all out prank war at school?"
We both ignored Mikeala completely. "You don't go around telling guys about stuff like that Sam it's not cool! And it reminds me that I have to get you back for that!"
He gaped at me. "That was in like seventh grade!"
"Yes and I have to get the perfect revenge for it! Thank you so much for reminding me!"
"Clare!"
"Sam!" I mocked.
"If I had to get revenge for every time you screw with me I'd never stop getting back at you!"
"Then stop trying and admit defeat!"
"Only if you stop pranking me!"
"Now where's the fun in that?"
"For me? None!"
"Ok. Ok. I promise not to hit you with any socially or physically debilitating pranks from now on."
"Clare!" He whined. "How about no more pranks?"
"Only if you promise to be my slave boy until I move out! That sounds like a fair compromise!"
"No it's not! Not at all because knowing you you'll never move out just so that you have a good excuse to keep using me as your slave!"
"Sam I'm going to move out sometime after I graduate just so that you know!"
"Are you going to move here?" Mikeala butted in before Sam could ask.
"Probably. I mean the main reason I stayed was because of school and family, but Aunt Judy and Uncle Ron are talking about taking a long vacation after we graduate so why not move out?"
"You gonna bunk with Jazz and Prowl?"
"Probably. No sense in taking up an extra room when I can just stay with them right? That or I can go back and forth between their room and the twins room."
"That or you could just move in with us." Sides grinned roguishly. "We wouldn't mind having our beautiful femmefriend bunking with us!"
I blushed when Mikeala awwwed. "Maybe."
"Maybe? What kind of answer is maybe? Are you going to move in with us after graduation or not?"
"Isn't that like a huge step when we haven't even been together for a year? I mean you might as well ask to marry me or something while you're at it." I rambled before blushing worse when I realized what I said. "Never mind!"
Mikeala grinned at me. "Aww Clare! You want to mar-mmph!" I slapped my servo over her mouth to shut her up.
My spark was hammering in my chassis a thousand miles and hour, the small orb of energy jumping around like a ping pong ball. I winced in discomfort. It had never been this bad before! Maybe I should go see Ratchet to have him scan me in case something was wrong?
"Marriage is the human bonding ceremony right?"
"Yes it is Sideswipe. We exchange vows and rings in a binding ceremony." Mikeala had a devious glint in her eyes as she explained it to him.
"But don't a lot of humans just divorce or whatever? I mean it doesn't seem very binding to me when, if both are unhappy they can just sign a paper and be done with each other. Our form of bonding is permanent, as in there is no divorce or separation. The bond is forever, even after death. When both bonded die they are still together in death."
"Wow that is really something."
"Yeah. Two sparks need to be compatible with one another to form the bond though."
I wasn't looking at him but I sensed his optics trained on the back of my helm. My spark jumped again, tugging at me. It was becoming uncomfortable.
Yes a visit to Ratchet was in order.
Sam turned to stare at me when I stood to jump off the table. "Where are you going Clare?"
"Uhhh to see Ratchet real quick. I need to ask him something. After I'm done I'll come find you." Without waiting for a response I leapt onto the floor and left the rec room, half expecting the twins to follow me.
They didn't though allowing me to make the trek to the med bay quickly.
Ratchet was there sorting some medical supplies when I arrived. "Oh Clare what are you doing back here? You aren't scheduled to be back until early tomorrow morning."
"Umm I need to ask you something important..."
He ushered me onto the nearest berth quickly, pulling out several tools just in case something was indeed wrong with me. "What is wrong femme?"
"My spark..."
His expression changed to one of alarm. "Are you experiencing intense pain in your spark? Has it stopped functioning at all lately?"
"No nothing like that."
He sighed in relief. "What is it then?"
"It...beats really fast sometimes..." I rubbed at the still rapidly thrumming ball of energy through my chassis. "It feels like it's pulling at me sometimes and it has been getting uncomfortable lately."
The room suddenly became deadly silent.
Then... "Spark calling." Ratchet muttered.
"Spark calling?"
"Spark calling is a state where your spark recognizes that it has found a compatible mate. It responds by calling out for the spark it is compatible with, this often feels like a tugging sensation."
My jaw dropped all the way to the floor. "WHAT?! YOU MEAN I FOUND A SUITABLE MATE?"
"Or mates. Generally a certain level of affection is needed between two bots to even be able to tell is sparks are drawn to one another, but it is possible to have the draw towards a bot that you do not know well. It is rare however."
I got what he was saying. "Umm it would only act up when I'm close to the bot or bots right?"
"Generally yes. Who were you around when this happened?"
"Ironhide, Optimus, Bee, Bob, Sam, Mikeala, and the twins."
"Excluding Ironhide, and Optimus who are bonded along with Bob who is incapable of bonding...that would leave Bee or the twins. A simple scan will tell us which."
"You aren't going to...like tell them right away are you? Whoever it is I mean..." I was pretty sure that it was the twins though. At least I hoped it was.
"No that is up to you to discuss with whoever it is in private. If it is the twins just keep in mind Clare that the odds of a spark being compatible with split spark twins is very low. If for some reason you find another bot to bond with the twins will most likely not be able to find another femme for a very long time, if at all."
"I know."
"Shall I call them in first? Or Bee?"
"The twins. But what if they ask why they're being called in?"
"I will tell them that it is none of their business."
Oh yeah that would completely stop any sort of questioning Ratchet. Definitely. If anything it would probably make them even more curious than before. "You can't come up with anything better than that?"
He sighed. "A surprise post patrol/mission checkup?"
"That sounds better."
He nodded before calling the twins to the med bay.
Both of them entered the med bay only moments later. When they saw me sitting on a berth they looked worried.
"I need to do a checkup on you two. Sit on that berth there."
They shared a look before both of them hopped onto the berth. I didn't really need Ratchet's scan to know that my spark was drawn to their's, for as soon as they stepped into the room it sped up with a sharp tugging sensation.
Ratchet did a quick scan of both of them before looking over the results. Both twins were watching me steadily while he did so.
A comm. link pinged on my HUD from Ratchet... I opened it with trepidation.
:My results confirm that you three have a very compatible spark wavelength. Stronger than most I have seen.:
My breath left me in a sharp exhale. :Do...you think they can feel it too?:
:Yes I do. Your sparks have spent enough time in each others presence to recognize that they are strongly compatible. If they did not feel if I would be very surprised.:
:Is it going to keep pulling until I bond to them or something? Sometimes it hurts a little.:
:Yes it will. If you are not yet ready to bond I suggest interfacing to lessen the pull. It will only be a temporary solution until you decide to bond though.:
:Ok...I'll talk to them about it soon. I just need some time to think. Thanks Ratchet.:
:You are welcome youngling.:
When I came back to both twins were right in front of me, Ratchet was saying something to them that I didn't catch. I had the sense that they were waiting for me to say something.
"So how did your checkup go?"
"Fine. What were you in here for?"
"Oh I needed to ask Ratchet about something pertaining to the lesson earlier. I figured that I would wait for you two to be finished with your checkup."
Neither said anything for a moment. They just stared at me.
"So uhhh since you're done do you want to go watch a movie or something?"
"Sure sweet."
Sides offered me his arm so that I could crawl up onto his shoulder. Once I was settled the three of us left the med bay.
My thoughts would be quite busy for some time due to this development. I mean, I was happy about it. Ridiculously so. But it wasn't exactly a situation that living as a human for most of my life had prepared me for.
This wasn't a, 'if we bond we can always break it off if we decide later that we don't like each other' thing. It was a, 'this is a forever thing as in no separation or divorce. It's forever.' It was quite indimidating for me to think about.
What if the twins didn't want me for any other reason than for the sole fact that we were compatible? Was that why they hadn't said anything to me about the pull on their spark? Were they afraid of fully commiting to me?
What if they only wanted me because they were worried that they couldn't find anybot else? Was that why they hadn't said anything? Did they only want to keep me close in case they couldn't find another to bond with? Was I like a fall back?
No. The twins wouldn't do that to me.
I would talk to them about it later... Prom night. I would ask them to tell me how they really felt about me.
A shiver of anxiety coursed through me...
I was looking forward to it just as much as I was nervous about it now.
For now I would enjoy their presence until that day came.
Soon...
R&R! There will be a lemon next chapter! Big things are going to happen then we are going to progress into the next movie! I hoped that you like the smut/romance in this one because it is going to pick up next chappie. :D Time for reviews!
TerrorTwinEpicness- Do you have another nosebleed now? XD!
Sorana3- Damn creepers! Lol yeah Mikeala and Flareup just tell it straight XD! Thanks for the review!
himelove22- Yup they'll make a big deal about V-day every year!
DarkshadowXsunny-sides- :D Go Clare! Go Clare! RAWR!
CastielLunaWinchester- Yeah Flareup! YESSS! That's just how I see her being! Just go for it girl!
Coolgal02- Maybe...maybe soon! XD! My jaw was hanging too and I wrote it!
Izzy-dragon-rider- That's how I normally do my lemons and limes. Strong and lemony! And yeah he finally got to do his thing with her! LOL!
Moonlightdeer- Ha ha! Mine were stained red for a while after I wrote it!