Ok, so I'm supper paranoid about this one because Triplechangerspeedster1 requested i use three of her OC's. This is the first time I've written someone else's characters and then i went and did three of them at once. Because why on earth would i simplify things and only do one. Anyways, s/he gave me permission to tweak them a bit to better fit into my universe and with the prompt from her fic 'Sideswipe and Sunstreaker present: A Guide to Living with Cybertronain' of rule 59, this is what happened.
This is the oneshot for the 200th review by Triplechangerspeedster1.
Triple, i really hope i didn't screw Niner, Nova and Nexus up to badly and i hope you like it.
Rule 59: Do not ever spike the regular energon with Trio Brew. We need High Command to remain sober so the rest of us don't have to deal with Galloway and the other politicians.
Trio Brew is the most potent, tank corroding high grade currently on base. And also the most illegal. Because Prowl has been unable to find the still as of yet cubes still appear at every party. However, seeing as just one cube can make most mechs overcharged and three can induce the unfortunate falling in to the realm of unconsciousness (see Lennox, we can use human words!) there is a strict ban on it's consumption. This goes for all mechs and femmes on and off the base. So stop spiking the regular energon with the blasted stuff!
xxOOxx
Ironhide glanced up sharply at the crash that came from the other side of the medbay doors. Pausing momentarily, he debated investigating when the doors exploded open, a mass of dark blue, purple, red, and gold tumbling out into the hall in a tangle of limbs, wings and tails.
"Get out!" Ratchet's familiar roar quickly followed as Ironhide ducked a wrench as the mechs scrambled to their peds, laughing as they took off down the hall.
Nervously Ironhide peered into the medbay and froze.
"And what," Ratchet snarled, servo gripping another wrench as he gave Ironhide a scathing glare, "do you want."
"The Alleybots again?" Ironhide asked, daring to venture farther into the room and avoiding staring at anything for too long.
"The what?" Ratchet growled.
"The Teraxians. They found out that Sideswipe and Sunstreaker are always referred to as 'The Twins' so they decided they wanted to be called something." Ironhide explained.
"And they came up with Alleybots?" Ratchet asked with a scowl. "You're kidding me."
Ironhide shrugged.
"Could be worse."
Ratchet glared at the mech before glancing down at himself in disgust. His normal, neon shade of yellow was now splattered with optic smarting pink and green.
"There's bonding agent in here." He growled, scratching at the drying paint on his servo. "It's going to take joors to get this slag off."
"Who'd have thought those three would be almost worse than the Twins." Ironhide said with a chuckle, the fact that Ratchet hadn't hit him more than enough motivation start to relax and set his battle coding on standby.
"They're from Teraxius." Ratchet deadpanned. "We have enough issues with the other beast-frames around here, we didn't need to pick those three up as well."
"And what, leave them so the Cons could finish Niner off? He's already mute and deaf from that." Ironhide continued with a frown. "They may be big but they're still young."
"They survived this long on their own."
"Its not the Autobot way." Ironhide replied.
Ratchet growled again, frosting Ironhide with a glare before moving to one of the counters.
"If they at least looked up to someone who had an ounce of respect." He said, slamming a drawer for emphasis. "We wouldn't have these issues. Or atleast not nearly as many of them."
"Fine, so Niner, Nexus and Nova wanting to grow up to be just like the Twins may have some issues farther down the line-"
"May?! Are you color blind or something?!" Ratchet squawked in outrage. Ironhide chuckled, glancing away as he shook his helm.
"I think it suits you quite frankly."
With a yelp he clutched the dent in his helm the thrown wrench had left and glared at Ratchet. The yellow, pink and green mech was more than happy to return the smoldering glare he was known for with a snarl.
"Get out of my medbay!"
xxXXxx
Niner didn't stop running till he was well out of throwing range. Judging from the vibrations of the mechs behind him, neither did his brothers or the Twins.
Finally, a safe distance down the hallway, he slowed, glancing over his shoulder guard at the other four mechs to make sure they didn't run into him. While he was taller than his brother Nova by helm and shoulders, his thin, lanky frame was the lightest of the five and he had ended up at the bottom of the pileup in the hall. He didn't need that happening again. Nexus alone weight probably four times as much as him.
The beast-like mech hissed quietly, lip plates pulled back to show off razor sharp denta in a grin.
"That, will so be worth the brig time." He said over the comms. Sideswipe collapsed in a heap, holding his sides as he howled with laugher.
"That- that- that-"
He trailed off into hysterical laugher before reaching over and yanking on Nova's tail. The smaller mech responded with a snarl and a swipe at Sideswipe's helm that the red mech just managed to duck as he continued to laugh.
"Oh come on Nova!" Nexus said, shoving the mech and sending him staggering into the wall. "That was hilarious!"
"He is so going to terminate us." Sunstreaker spoke up, arms crossed across his chassis and the faintest of smirks on his features.
"But it was so worth it!" Nexus exclaimed, the youngest of the Alleybots practically jumping in place he was so excited.
Niner lashed his long tail to the side before jerking his helm down the hall.
"Come on, Red's gonna tell on us and then we're really scrap metal." He said, hissing low under his breath to catch their attention.
The spines on the back of Nova's helm and neck flared, showing off the bright blue coloring as he straighten before settling.
"Niner's right, come on, we better lay low for a bit."
"Speaking of, we're late for shift ya glitch." Sunstreaker said, reaching over to swipe his claws along the side of Sideswipe's helm.
"Ow! Yeah yeah! Monitor duty, whoopy." He muttered, getting to his peds with a huff.
"Hey don't forget to hack the camera!" Nexus called as they started to walk away.
Niner hissed, slamming a clawed servo over his optics as Nova spun to their youngest brother with a snarl and lunged at him. Despite the mech being twice his height, Nova managed to tackle the other mech to the ground. With a startled squawk, Nexus lashed out, clawed servos digging into his brother's plating as Nova grabbed his pointed audios.
"Ya glitch! Yell it out to all the officers why don't ya!" Nova yelled into one, making Nexus cringe.
"Ee 'as ah point."
Niner glanced over his wings as he detected the other mech walk up and shifted his tail out of the way. Nova and Nexus were caught completely off guard and both beast-mechs shot to their peds, fangs bared and helm-spines standing on end, Nexus' tail lashing the walls.
Jazz held up his servos in surrender, subconsciously sidestepping behind Niner.
"Easy Allehmechs." He said with a slag-eating grin. "Ah bring ya no 'arm."
"It's Alleybots Jazz." Nova corrected with a scowl as he settled his flared midnight blue armor. "What do you want."
"Heard ya pranked tah Hatchet." He continued with a grin.
"Oh Primus, you should have seen the look on his face when those paint bomb went off!" Nexus cackled, the towering mech throwing his helm back with a barking laugh.
"Ya set it?" Jazz asked, glancing sideways at Niner. The dark blue mech gave another feral grin, bat-like wings flaring slight in pride.
"Ya get caught?"
His wings wilted as he shot a murderous look at Nexus. The bigger mech winced, wings shifting up and wrapping around his shoulder guards.
"It was an accident." He mumbled, still ginning impishly.
Niner scowled again before throwing his arms out toward his two brothers and shot Jazz a look that said 'see what I have to work with?!'
Jazz chuckled before sobering in an instant even though he was still grinning. Niner cocked him helm, knowing something was going on.
"Ya mechs did good." Jazz said and Nexus immediately puffed out, wings flaring to their limit and blocking the entire hallway. "Fo' amateurs."
"What?!" Nova squawked as Nexus wilted. Niner shot his mentor an offended look as he hissed.
"What do ya mean amateurs!" Nova demanded, his armor bristling. "We just painted Ratchet pink!"
"And green!" Nexus added.
"Yeah an good on ya fo' tha." Jazz said, examining his claws. Niner rolled his optics and struck.
The smaller silver mech had no time to even squawk as Niner grabbed him by the throat, easily pinning the smaller mech against the wall. His lipplates pulled back in a silent snarl even as his wings arched over his back as both Nexus and Nova walked up on either side.
"Alright alrigth!" Jazz squeaked, one servo up, the other gripping Niner's bracer. "Ah'm just sayin' there's ah prank tha' only tah best can pull off."
"Like like like like?!" Nexus begged.
"Make Twitch 'ere let meh go-"
Nova cuffed Niner over the helm and the lanky mech dropped Jazz with a hiss.
"Get tah officers overcharged." Jazz said with a grin, rubbing his throat.
"What do you mean?" Nova asked.
"Exactly that. Tah Prime, Prowler, Magnus, Ironhide, Ratchet, and Red Alert. Get them all overcharged." Jazz explained.
"All six?"
"All six. Twins ain't even pulled tha' one off." Jazz continued with his signature smirk.
"And if we do it?" Nova asked, crossing his arms over his chassis.
"Ah take ya monitor shifts fo' tah next groon." Jazz said confidently. "An' Ah'll make sure ya get off on any an' all pranks."
"And if we don't?" Niner asked suspiciously.
"Well, Ah heard ya got some o' tha 'igh grade o' yours' 'idin' somewhere?" Jazz asked with a sly look.
"Triobrew?"
"Tha's tah stuff."
Nova scowled, eying Jazz.
"How much." He demanded.
"Say, enough for any an' all parties weh might 'ave in tah next two groons?" Jazz asked.
"Primus that's a lot of 'grade." Nexus muttered. "Last us a long time. Prowl took the rest."
"Ya up fo' it?"
Niner shook his helm frantically. He didn't like the sound of this at all.
"Ah dare ya."
And they were screwed.
"Deal!" Nexus barked, sticking his clawed servo in Jazz's faceplates.
"Ya got 24 joors from tah first mech ya get over-charged." Jazz said. "Oh, an' Ah plan on 'aving a big party in a cycle, Ah 'ope ya finish befo' then so we can 'ave ya 'grade. Have fun."
With that' Jazz turned and walked away.
"You two are so screwed!" Niner hissed to his brothers.
"What, cant' be that hard." Nova scoffed and Niner fought he urge to strangle his middle brother.
"Word of advice. If Jazz of all mechs dares you to try anything!? Say no!"
"So when do we start?" Nexus asked, claws tapping together excitedly.
ooOOoo
"This is never going to work!" Nova yelled, pacing Nexus's room and his wings flared in annoyance. Nexus was perched on the edge of his berth, dark blue optics glued to Nova's pacing form while Niner was slumped in a chair, wings draped loosely over the back as he watched Nova with a scowl.
"Your fault." He grumbled.
"You could have warned us he would trick us!" Nova shot back, his helm spines rising a few inches. Niner flared his own blue helm spines in a warning that he could and would beat his brother's aft into the ground.
"I did. But you didn't listen to me." He said. "Now he's gonna go rat us out to everyone that we couldn't pull off a prank."
"So we'll pull it off." Nexus said simply.
"How!" Nova snapped. "Ok fine, maybe Ironhide and Ratchet would be the easiest to get drunk, Primus knows they already have drinking issues-"
"So challenge them." Nexus interrupted.
Niner stiffened, optics snapping to the youngest brother.
"What?" Nova asked.
"Ask who can hold their 'grade better. Then slip 'em Triobrew to completely flatten them." Nexus said with a shrug of his wings.
"So how do we get the others? Prime, Magnus, Prowl and Red." Nova asked, finally stopping his pacing.
"What if we somehow spiked a staff meeting?" Nexus continued.
Niner shook his helm.
"First mech to take a sip will know something's off." He said. "And Red will probably blow a fuse."
"So what, we spike the others individually?" Nova asked.
"Red we'll have to. But he doesn't let anyone near his energon except-" Niner cut himself off with a grin. "Except Inferno."
"The mech like's his 'grade." Nexus said with another shrug. "Switch it out somehow?"
"But that goes back to the first problem. Our grade is far too dark to be mistaken for the regular stuff." Nova said with a sigh.
"Wheeljack?" Nexus suggested.
"I'll talk to him, he likes me." Niner said with a cheeky grin.
"Waitaklick!" Nova interrupted, whipping around to face his brothers. "Inferno's been in the medbay since that scuffle with the 'Cons."
"Yeah so?" Nexus asked. Nova gave him a flat look.
"Red will be taking his energon in the officer's lounge." Niner supplied.
"Oh! So then we can get Prime and Magnus as well!" Nexus said with a grin.
"Yes you glitch." Nova muttered darkly. "Think we could get the Twins involved to act as distractions?"
"Course we can. Jazz never said we couldn't." Niner said with a fanged grin.
"So what's the plan boss." Nexus asked.
"You'll get Ratchet and Ironhide-" Niner ordered, pointing at Nexus.
"Why do I have to do them!" He immediately protested.
"Because I'd like to see you get within 100 feet of Jazz without him sensing you." Niner shot back. "And Nexus was dropped on his helm. He has a legitimate excuse for standing in the hallway and staring off into the distance like a glitch while he waits for Prime, Magnus and Red to go into the lounge."
Nexus gave Nova his best 'innocent' look and Nova scowled, crossing his arms.
"Fine." He huffed. "When are we going o do this?"
"Inferno's out of the medbay in five orns." Niner supplied.
"So we have four orns to pull the biggest prank of our lives off." Nexus clarified.
"This is gonna be awesome!"
xxXXxx
Niner knocked quietly knocked on the blast doors before sending a ping to Wheeljack. A moment later the doors slid open and the tri-colored mech waved him in. He immediately turned away and Niner groaned.
"Comms Wheeljack! I'm deaf remember?" Niner said. The tri colored mech froze, then turned back to Niner, the panels on the sides of his helm flashing sheepishly.
"Sorry. Forgot about that." The mech replied, wringing his servos nervously. Niner relaxed his lanky frame in an effort to make the other mech relax. Most feared him and his brother's exotic and predatory looks but while Nova loved the anxious looks mechs gave him and Nexus flat out didn't care, Niner just wanted to fit in and have a good time.
"What can I do for you Niner?" Wheeljack asked.
"I need a dye of some kind."
"Dye? For what?" Wheeljack asked in confusion.
"So ah…" Niner trailed off sheepishly before subspacing a cube of their famous triobrew. Wheeljack immediately stepped back, servos up as he shook his helm.
"No. Not a chance, the last time I help you Alleybots make that stuff-"
"We don't need supplies." Niner interrupted carefully. Wheeljack paused before nodding for him to continue. "I want something that will lighten the color. Preferably to that of normal 'grade?"
"Don't want Prowl finding it?" Wheeljack asked.
"Something like that." Niner replied.
"Fine." Wheeljack said, deflating in a sigh. "I'll see what I can do under the radar."
Niner forced his damaged throat to form a chirp of thanks as his wings ached over his helm non-threatening. "You're the best Wheeljack!"
"Yeah yeah yeah…"Wheeljack muttered, waving it off. "Don't thank me yet."
"You'll figure it out, you can build anything!" Niner continued before turning to leave. The mech was completely taken and he knew without a doubt they would be able to pull this off.
"This is so going to work." Niner said over the comm to his brothers.
"Awesome!"
"Just make sure he doesn't rat us out." Nova huffed.
"Just figure out your part of the plan Nova and leave this to me." Niner said, gracefully moving down the hall with a grin. "Leave this to me."
xxXXxx
"Oh please, Ratchet could outdrink Ironhide any orn." Sunstreaker scoffed.
"Not a chance. Ratchet may be able to hold his 'grade but Ironhide was sparked drinking the stuff." Sideswipe defended. "Or so he says."
"But Ratchet's an ex-miner and those mechs know how to drink." Nova interrupted. Sunstreaker snorted waving the shorter mech off.
"Doesn't mean anything." He said, snagging a cube of energon and heading toward a table not quiet across from the two mechs in question. "Besides Guards know how to drink as well. Must have if they had to answer to that Pit-spawn Sentinel."
"Yeah but I would still put my credits down on the Hatchet." Sideswipe said, sitting beside his brother so that Nova could watch the two mechs.
"I don't know I'm not convinced." Nova drawled, flexing his wigs before relaxing with his helm on his servo and his elbow joint on the table.
"Ha! Ratchet could drink twice as much as Ironhide." Sideswipe said firmly, and loud enough for the two mechs to hear.
"I think not." Ironhide interrupted, turning in his chair to glare at the three younger mechs.
"What's that supposed to mean!" Ratchet demanded. "I can drink you under the table."
"Yeah right you could." Ironhide shot back.
"You wouldn't stand a chance." Ratchet said, leaning back in his chair with a cocky smirk. "You couldn't outdrink me if I was half 'changer before you even touched a shot."
"You're on." Ironhide challenged, jabbing a digit at Ratchet.
"Gotcha." Nova said with a grin over the comms. "Challenge accepted. My guess is that they will be completely overcharged by midnight."
"Copy that Nova." Niner hissed in barely above a whisper even though he was on the comms.
"Ooh! Am I next?!"Nexus yelled, nearly deafening Nova.
"Yes, you're next." Niner said quietly.
xxXXxx
Nexus nearly jumped out of his armor when Nova's smooth voice came over the comms.
"Gotcha. Challenge accepted. My guess is that they will be completely overcharged by midnight."
"Copy that Nova." Niner whispered as Nexus fist-pumped.
"Ooh! Am I next?!" Nexus demanded over the comm, frame vibrating with glee.
"Yes, you're next." Niner said with a sigh. Nexus snapped the comm closed before sneaking out of his room and lumbering down the hall.
He glanced around, a confused look on his reptilian muzzle. As he figured, everyone ignored the hulking Teraxian in the middle of the hall. Distractedly, but his optics glued on the officer's lounge, he played with his long claws, glancing down at them when he miscounted for real.
"Nexus, is there a reason you're over here?"
The huge mech jumped, too distracted to snarl, to come muzzle to faceplate with Ultra Magnus.
"Sorry, just, waiting for someone." He replied haltingly, knowing Nova would murder him if he messed up.
"By the officer's lounge?" Magnus asked, cocking an optics ridge in obvious disbelief.
"Yeah." Nexus replied, pulling his wings close and giving the commander the biggest 'I'm not up to anything' look he could manage. As he knew, the commander sighed.
"Just stay off to the side them." Ultra Magnus muttered before moving toward the lounge. Nexus followed him with his optics to see him greet Optimus Prime and a twitchy Red Alert at the door. All three walked in to the lounge and Nexus flipped the switch he had hidden in his servo.
"The Seekers are in the Nest. Repeat. The Seekers are in the Nest." He hissed over the comm.
"The what are in the what?! What in Pit are you talking about!" Nova demanded.
"I'm talking in code! Like Niner and the Twins!" Nexus protested.
"We don't sound anything like that." Niner explained exasperated. "I've told you that before."
"You did?"
"Yes."
"…You sure?"
"Oh for fraggin sakes…" Nova sputtered. "Are they there or not!"
"Yes they are! I said the-"
"Yeah yeah yeah, Niner you're up." Nova said before he snapped the comm shut. Nexus pouted before he slunk forward as quietly as his bulk would let him. He stuck his helm into the recroom and couldn't help but bark a laugh.
Ultra Magus was passed out on the table, Red Alert blubbering beside him and the Prime snickering at himself. Abruptly the red and white mech shot to his peds, jabbing a digit toward Nexus.
"Spy!" He shrieked in an even higher pitch than usual. "I knew it I knew it there was a spy in here he's going to slit our throats in our recharge and let all the Decepticons in and they're gonna take over Iacon and destroy my command center and sweet Primus not my command center I have every camera in Iacon wired into that if the Decepticons got into they could win the War and we would all end up in the smelter or or or or or as slaves or scrap metal or just shot-"
"Red would you- you relax?" Optimus asked before randomly started snickering. He reached over, resting the empty- empty?!- cube on Magnus helm.
"I win." He said simply before dissolving into giggles.
"This isn't funny we will all end up disassembled for scrap metal and tortured and our processor ripped apart and every byte of data stripped from our memories and and and-" Red continued relentlessly. He took a step and promptly passed out faceplate first onto the floor with a ringing crash.
Optimus straighten to glace at the red and white mech before giggling again and snagging Magnus' nearly full cube.
"Ha! Take that Megatron!" Optimus said before tossing his helm back with a laugh.
"I got them I got them! I did it!"
"Good for you, now shut up!" Nova yelled.
"Calm down Nexus, we're not out of the Sea yet." Niner cautioned.
Nexus rolled his optics with a scowl before the sight of the three officers completely overcharged made him grin again. He quickly took a still shot as evidence before laughing again.
xxXXxx
Nova cautiously slunk into the medbay before grinning. There in Ratchet's office, the two mechs he was looking for were surrounded by empty energon cubes. Ironhide was passed out in a chair while Ratchet was belting out some mining song at a horrific volume.
"I got them I got them! I did it!"
Nova jumped at the loud yell before snarling.
"Good for you, now shut up!"
"Calm down Nexus, we're not out of the Sea yet." Niner's near silent voice replied before the comm shut.
Nova refocused on the two mechs and smirked. He'd found Ratchet's stash of 'grade a few cycles ago and Niner had switched the cube out for their triobrew. And now they were both completely tanked.
He quickly took a still shot before slinking off.
xxXXxx
Niner didn't move from where he had been hiding in the vents for the last three joors. Despite his large frame, his Teraxian origins enabled his to pull his armor far tighter against his frame then the average mech. Almost serpentine like he'd tucked his wings and slithered into the vents. Knowing that if he so much as vented too hard Prowl would catch him, he hadn't moved a piston since the mech walked into his office. And he didn't plan on moving anytime soon.
"Gotcha. Challenge accepted. My guess is that they will be completely overcharged by midnight." Nova said over the comm and Niner winced despite knowing there was no way Prowl could hear the comm.
"Copy that Nova." He replied.
"Ooh! Am I next?!" Nexus yelled cheerfully.
"Yes, you're next." Niner said quietly and the comm snapped close with a pop that made the mech wince again.
Right on que the door chimed and Jazz walked in. Prowl straightened in his chair, no doubt scowling. He said something and Niner hacked into the security cameras counting on the fact that Red would be in the officer's lounge. The weird, double view gave him both mech's faceplates but also gave him a processor ache.
"I dont appreciate you hacking my locks all the time." Prowl said, glancing back down at his reports. Jazz shrugged, flashing the black and white mech a grin that he didn't see as he pulled two cubes from subspace.
"But ya never put mo' then ah level fahve code on it." Jazz said, setting one cube on the desk before moving gracefully around to the other chair in the room and dropping in a sprawled out heap on it. Prowl shot the mech a glance over his datapad before reaching for the cube and taking a sip.
"Thank you." He said, setting it back down.
"No problem mah me-"
"Tracks you glitch!"
"Hey watch where you're going yourself pretty mech!"
"Pretty mech?!"
"Oh now you've done it! Sideswipe let me go I'm gonna rip him a new exhaust pipe!"
"Not in front of Prowl's office!"
Prowl and Jazz both shot to their peds and bolted for the door. As soon as it slid shut Niner pulled the vent out, dropping into the office.
"The Seekers are in the Nest. Repeat. The Seekers are in the Nest." Nexus abruptly hissed over the comm and Niner jumped.
"The what are in the what?! What in Pit are you talking about!" Nova yelled.
"I'm talking in code! Like Niner and the Twins!" Nexus explained.
"We don't sound anything like that." Niner hissed in annoyance. "I've told you that before."
"You did?"
"Yes."
"…You sure?"
"Oh for fraggin sakes…" Nova sputtered. "Are they there or not!"
"Yes they are! I said the-"
"Yeah yeah yeah, Niner you're up." Nova said before he shut the comm off.
Quickly as possible Niner switched out the cubes for the two dyed ones. Just as fast he launched himself into the air with his tail and grabbed the edge of the vent and slithered in. Twisting in on himself in a way that would make anyone else cringe in pain, he turned around to slide the vent back in place and freeze.
"I got them I got them! I did it!" Nexus yelled over the comms.
"Good for you, now shut up!" Nova's sharp yell came back.
"Calm down Nexus, we're not out of the Sea yet." Niner hissed, focused entirely on the quiet office.
"-have ah lot o' nerve startin' ah fight right in officer country." Jazz grumbled, stalking back in and snagging his cube.
Niner watched nervously as Jazz slunk back to his chair with a huff and flopped down again.
"They've been strangely quiet after they paint bombed Ratchet." Prowl replied.
"Ha! Tha' was funny." Jazz snickered.
"I couldn't pay you to say that to his face."
"Not on ya life. But 'eh. Tah Twins an' those Alleybots keep ya life interesting." Jazz said before lifting his cube. "To the trouble makers tha' give us more issues than tah cons."
"And make your life a living pit." Prowl added before they raised their cubes and took a drink. Prowl's doorwings shot up before he coughed violently as he carefully set the cube off to the side.
"Sweet Primus that's triobrew!" jazz gasped, his voice a hoarse squeak.
"Jazz!" Prowl squawked as Jazz took another shot eagerly. The Praxian shot to his peds and immediately grabbed the table to stabilise himself, shaking his helm slightly.
"Yes!" Niner cheered over the comm to his brothers.
"You didn't!" Nova protested.
"So did! Ha! I got Prowl 'charged!" Niner continued over the comm before setting the cameras to record as Jazz continued to laugh hysterically when Prowl tried to take a step, miscalculated and ended up nearly falling. He quickly took a still shot before continuing to record.
"This is fraggin priceless!"
At that exact moment the alarms went off to signal a Decepticon attack.
"Oh slag…" Nova cursed as Niner soundly banged his helm against the vent.
xxXXxx
"Worth it." Sideswipe said, lounging on the bench. Sunstreaker snorted but judging by the unnaturally large grin he was wearing, he wasn't protesting being locked in a cell.
"Oh pit yes." Nova said, also grinning.
"So how long are we going to be in here?" Nexus asked, flaring his wings with a sigh before stretching out on his chassis on the floor. He easily reached halfway across the cell.
"I don't think we ever are." Niner said, watching Sunstreaker pace back and forth in the cell across from him and Nova.
"Yeah I think we're gonna be here for a while." Sunstreaker put in his two credits.
The brig door slid open and Nova turned toward the vibration as Jazz staggered into the brig, one servo on the wall.
"We did it we did it Jazz we so did it!" Nexus yelled, shooting to his peds and flaring his wings to their full spread.
"You owe us big time mech! We even go you overcharged!" Nova said with a challenging grin.
Jazz winced at the loud noise before bobbin his helm.
"Ya, ya yeah got everyone 'charged."
"Ha! We are triumphant!" Nexus howled.
"But ya do realise ya gonna be locked in 'ere fo' tah rest of ya life fo' duggin' tah officers an' nearly getting' us over run by Decepticons."
"But you have to do our monitor duty for the next groon." Nova objected.
Jazz grinned and Niner felt his armor flare in alarm.
"Ya gonna beh in 'ere fo tah next two groons."
"Aw frag. Sunstreaker spat.
"An then ya gonna beh on monitor duty fo' tah rest o' tah metacycle."
"Oh come on! But we won the bet!" Nexus protested.
Jazz grinned but this time it was a real one and not the 'I know you mechs are slag and I'm not' smirk he usually had.
"An' ya get mah full respect fo' that." He continued. "But ya ever get meh 'charged like tha' an Ah'll rip ya sparks out with mah claws. Got tha'?"
Niner threw the mech a quick salute and Jazz returned it before spinning on his ped, catching himself on the wall, and sauntering out.
"See ya in ah few groons mechs!" Jazz called over his shoulder guard before the door slid shut.
"So still worth it." Niner said as he turned back to his brothers. The two other Alleybots shared a look before letting out a deafening roar of laughter.
Again, hope you like it and see you all next sunday for TMJ:A.
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