I IN NO WAY OWN THE TRANSFORMERS, THEY BELONG TO THEIR CURRENT OWNERS SO PLEASE DO NOT SUE ME!

I IN NOW WAY OWN ANY SONGS OR MEDIA USED IN THIS STORY AS REFERENCE OR OTHERWISE I.E; NAME BRANDS, MUSIC, ANIME/MANGA REFERENCES (THERE MAY BE A FEW) OR OTHER SUCH NONESENSE! AGAIN PLEASE DONT SUE!

I do own Arabella, Tia, Kyler, the sparklings, and any other OC's I add later!

Kudos to; VirtualAnime For Following!

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TFSTARFIRE: Hello! Long time no see! Hope your baby is well! Thanks for the compliment. Tracks is here to be more of an antagonist so its good that you don't like him. He and Mirage annoy the hell out of me so they will play antagonist to both the twins and Bella and the Quadruplets. I hope you like this chapter.

Retrokill: Hello! College was good, had another panic attack but I got through it and passed with straight a's! I'm glad that you liked the last chapter and I'm glad that you found it funny! I hope you like this chapter!

Rebecca Frost: I'm glad that you liked the prank and that you found the chapter awesome! I hope that you like this chapter too!


Text: " = normal speech heard out loud, sparklings included.

[Text: "] = Family bond/twin bond/quad bond/spark bond :)

{Text: "} =Com. Link/text message/ phone call. (specified)

S.S: " =Twins speaking in unison (or quads... i.e F.P)

N.P.F.M: " =Quads speaking in unison

YDaddy = Sunstreaker

RDaddy = Sideswipe

R&YDaddy = Twins speaking in unison from sparklings pov.


Arabella's pov

There are moments in life that every parent looks forward to. A baby's first steps, their first words, milestones that mean that their child is growing up. Of course when you have four babies with still developing super computers for brains, those milestones can come earlier than expected. The twins and I didn't mind. We, like everybot else was and are ecstatic about the Quadruplet's abilities. Ratchet says they're an anomaly, since they can walk, talk, and transform months and years before they should. Which is no surprise to me. Babies on both sides of my family have been known to have early milestones. Moreover, they're the universe's only split spark quadruplets, therefore they probably work differently than say, triplets, trines, and twins.

Of course with new milestones, come new challenges. Rules more specifically. When the quads crawled around they were easier to catch and keep out of trouble. But now that they know how to walk and by extension run, keeping up with them became more of a challenge. The game changed all together when they gained the ability to transform. Now I have four little metallic kittens to keep in check, and as you can guess, that's more than a challenge. Despite all of this, the quadruplets seemed very well mannered through it all.

Of course none of that prepares you for when you come off your patrol shift and see your four babies giggling in the rafters high above the rec room as their fathers try to get them down.

"Quadruplets! Please come down from there!" Sides yelled as Pulse took a wobbly step across a beam. I froze instantly seeing my four sparklings trying to toddle about on the narrow rafters and beams and resisted the urge to scream.

["Don't panic!"]

They both said to me as I gasped sharply gaining the attention of the quads who squealed happily when they saw me.

"What are you four doing up there?" I cooed before I transformed into my beast mode. With a running start I jumped into the air and landed on the same beam as my sparklings. "Alright, let's get down from here. I think you scared your daddies enough today." I said as I gently picked them up with my teeth before I used my tail to situate them on my back. With all the grace a cat my size has, I jumped, ricocheted off the wall gently and landed in front of my mates.

Lately the quadruplets have been…mischievous. Now don't get me wrong, I was expecting it. I am bonded to the terror twins after all, but at the same time, I'm beginning to see that they're becoming more like their fathers, and not in a good way.

"What happened this time?"

"What else? We turned our backs for a nano klick and they were bouncing up the walls!"

Sunny said sternly as he lifted our kids off of me.

"Quadruplets, don't do that!" Sideswipe scolded only to receive happy giggles from our kids that made him melt like chocolate. This is the problem we have. How do you punish something so adorable?

"Sideswipe, you need to be firm with them."

"Like you can do much better! You can't stay mad at them any longer than I can!"

Sides said as he cuddled our little troublemakers. With a shake of my head I went back to my bipedal mode. "We need to work on that. If we don't start drawing a line somewhere we'll have a real problem." I said as Pulse cuddled my leg sweetly. The sparklings have easily mastered their "We're too cute to be mad at" faces which look scarily similar to the twin's sheepish "We're sorry, but please don't be mad at us" look.

"We'll worry about that later. For now, why don't we get to my lab. I have a few shipments to see off and I wanted to get your opinions on some things."

"Some things?" Sideswipe whined from where the sparklings were crawling all over him on the floor.

"Yes some things, like new fruit hybrids I've been working on."

"Fine." He said with a pout. "What did you want to do Sides?" I asked turning to see the quadruplets pouting just like him. The five had their arms crossed as they pouted at Sunny and I from the floor. Cute.

"Play video games." He mumbled petulantly with the sparklings chirping together as if they were backing him up. "Fine, can we compromise? Come with me to my lab for thirty minutes and then we can play video games for the rest of the day. How's that?"

"Kay!" The five shouted in unison as they all got to their feet making Sunny roll his optics. Just as I was stepping through the door something clicked above my helm and before I could jump back, something warm and slimy rained down on me. It looked like tire slime, you know the stuff you put in your bike tires to close up a hole? Yeah, this stuff feels weird.

"Bae…"

"Don't." I said cutting Sunny off as Sideswipe stifled his laughter.

"I'm good. Be right back." I said tensely as I walked to the washracks where I stepped into a stall and began a hot shower. After what felt like forever I stepped out and dried off, noticing that my paint seemed to be bleeding away leaving me stark bright light white. Like blinding white.

Storming back into the rec room, I found the culprits as well as Kyler and Tia playing with the quartet.

"Whoa, what…what happened to you?" Sideswipe shouted as he began to laugh. Sunstreaker looked up from Nightsinger flabbergasted before he snarled in anger. Here we go…

"What in the pit happened to your paint?!"

My answer was a sweeping arm wave to the currently smirking and snickering Tracks, Cliffjumper, and Smokescreen. Sunstreaker then turned to them growling obscenities as Kyler put his sun glasses on and looked at me. "Wow. What did they do to you?"

"Color destroying nanaties in the washracks. A classic!" Cliffjumper chuckled. "More importantly, a Sideswipe classic. You used my prank against my sparkmate!" Sides said as his laughter began to die down. "And what happened to your aft?!" Kyler shouted as he walked around to my backside. Looking back, I saw a fluffy white puff of towel…that appears to be glued to me. It must have been ripped off… "Really? Really! Wow." I deadpanned to the now growing crowd of snickering soldiers and bots causing them to burst into uproarious laughter. Going on a hunch, I reached into my subspace and brought out a giant orange holographic carrot, making me chuckle.

"You three…I have to admit, this was mediocre."

"S'cuse me?" Sideswipe said in mock insult. "Please, we've done better with less. This…this is creative, but at the same time it's nothing special. Though I do admit, the stealth you used to do this to me was impressive."

"Okay, stop congratulating them! They ruined your paint! Do you realize how long it's going to take me to repaint you?!" Sunstreaker shrilled.

"Wow, never thought I'd see the day."

"What?"

"The day that the terror twins were finally domesticated."

"And what the frag is that supposed to mean?"

Sideswipe asked his face slowly morphing into an angry frown. I was worried about this. Neither twin, especially Sides like the thought of them being "domesticated". Frankly neither do I. Come on, nobody wants to be the awesome class clown who gets turned into the lame parents. Those people become the ultimate joke, not to forget to mention that the thought of being those people makes anyone feel old. And that's what Sideswipe is afraid of becoming. The lame, used to be prank master.

Noticing the mounting fury in Sunny's optics, and the growing anger in Sides' I nudged them over the bond, reminding them of the quadruplets.

"Let's go. I'm not letting you walk around looking like that, and you can be as sure as pit that I'm not letting you go out and to your lab like that!"

"Fine, let's go." I said as I picked up Freezefire who was crawling away from Tracks with a look of muted disgust on her face. "Oh, but by the way. To quote the famous character you tried to make me into, "Of course you realize, this means war." Watch your backs." I said loving the dark chuckle Sideswipe had as we made our way to our room.

"I can't believe those fraggers!" Sunny roared as we put the quads down by their toys. "Language love, we don't need them to begin cursing."

"But he has a point bae. We're the kings of pranks, and you're our queen. We need to get back at them!"

"That comment really hurt you didn't it?"

"YES!" They shouted making the sparklings squeak in surprise. Sides hung his helm as I removed my armor and wrapped myself in a sheet. Sitting next to him on the floor I saw the horror in his optics as he rested his helm on my shoulder. "Baby, do you think…have we lost our touch?" He asked sorrowfully. "No you haven't quite lost your touch, we just have less time to plan our pranks. We haven't had a really good elaborate prank in a while. But parenthood does that."

"I know, and we wouldn't trade the bitlets for the world, but- "

"I'm not about to let our reputation get destroyed! And I'm sure as pit not giving up our title, especially when they just fragged up your paint job!"

"I know. That's why we need to play the long game. We need a prank, a massive elaborate one at that!"

I said watching as both of them raise an optic ridge.

LATER

Pulse's pov

["Who are these guys again?"]

["I think they're sposed to be friends of daddies."]

["Well I don't like the blue one. He's mean, and weird."]

Freeze said as she crawled away from Tracks again making the other two and mommy laugh. "I don't think she likes you Tracks."

"For that matter, poor Tracks never had much attention from the femmes anyway Smokey."

"I'll have you know that I had plenty of femmes! Nobot can resist my beautiful finish!"

"Who is this guy? He's 'noying."

"I know Night! He's worse than yellow daddy about what he looks like! Hope he never watches us."

"Yeah." We all agreed with Maverick. The other two aren't that bad, but the blue guy would probably only want us to take naps, and baths. I like baths a lot but not that much. The other guys don't seem so bad. The red one…Cliffjumper…he seems nice. So does the blue, red and silver one. I think his name is Smokey.

"May I hold her?"

"If Nightsinger will let you, sure." Mommy said as Tracks picked her up. Uh oh, Night doesn't look so happy about that.

"Pease. Down."

"Aww, c'mon. You don't want to be held by me?"

"No. Pease down." She said pointing at the rest of us. He looked kinda mad as he put her down. "Tank koo."

["Fort. Now…before he tries that again."]

She said as we all ran for the fort.

"Kay, now what?"

["Talk like this."]

["Okay Night, what's wrong?"]

["We need to cheer up daddies."]

["We need to get back at those new guys!"]

["Why Freeze? Aside from being creepy, what did they do?"]

["Pulse, daddies and mommy are the kings and queen of pranks! And they said that daddies aren't anymore, you heard them earlier!"]

["So?"]

["So?! That makes us princes and princesses! 'Member those stories that uncle Kyler and mommy and daddies and the big bots told us?"]

["Of course Mave. But what can we do?"]

["A lot. 'Member; We 'scaped the big meanies, and we helped Kyler and Aunt Christine, and Michael and the others get home. We can pull a prank!"]

["Kay Night, what should we do?"]

["Freeze has a good plan."]

["Yeah, can you make that sticky colorful goo? The stuff you made to make sure the big meanies couldn't find us?"]

["Course Mave and I can make it again!"]

["No bomb though we don't wanna hurt them."]

["No worries Mave, we can do it without the 'plosions."]

["Kay. What bout you guys?"]

["They mess up mommy, we mess them up!"]

["Tonight, after night night time."]

Freeze said happily. Nobody messes with our mommy and daddies. "We need a name."

"What do you mean Pulse?"

"Daddies are called the terror twins. What are we?"

"I dunno. You're right! We need a name."

"Ah, we'll figure that out later Night!"

"Yeah, let's go see if we can cuddle mommy without that weirdo Tracks trying to cuddle us."

Freeze said as we opened the door to find mommy talking to Tia. Cliffjumper and Tracks and Smokey are gone!

Third Person's pov

Sideswipe was smiling to himself as he strode up the hall seeing his victim.

"Hey Smoke!"

"What Sideswipe?"

"Wanna take me up in a friendly wager?" He asked as he wrapped an arm around his shoulder walking him into the main hanger where most of the soldiers were lounging after a hard run in the dreaded heat outside. "What kind of wager?" He asked, showing his eager gambling addiction. "I bet that I can hit this empty cube off your helm with a modified bow and arrow."

"And if you can't, I lose an optic. What do I get exactly?"

"How about five hundred dollars. The humans here do love a good card game and you could stand to make some serious profit with just five hundred to start with."

Smokescreen narrowed his optics. He loved a good wager, and he didn't have any of earth's currency yet, which was something that he'd surely need in the future.

"Alright. Sounds like a fair bet. You better not frag up my face Sides!"

"Don't worry, I won't! Now stand right there, and don't move!" The ruby frontliner said as he backed up to the wall and drew an arrow aiming. The soldiers began to snicker seeing that it wasn't any normal arrow, but a giant plunger. "Ready?"

"Sideswipe, what kind of arrow is tha- "

The mech never had a chance to finish his question. With a loud suctioning POOMP the plunger hit its mark, right in the middle of Smokescreen's face, knocking the empty energon cube off his helm with the force. Everyone in the room burst into laughter as the diversionary tactician pulled the "arrow" off his face with a loud grunt and pop of broken suction.

With a smirk he looked to the still laughing Sideswipe holding out the plunger. "Hardy har har. You owe me five hundred bucks!"

With a smirk Sides gave the mech the money before he turned around taking other soldiers money. "What are you getting money for?"

"Oh I bet these soldiers earlier that I could shoot you in the face with a plunger under the guise of a "William Tell" game and that you'd not only agree to it but that you wouldn't get mad at me for shooting you in the face."

Smokescreen's face contorted into a look of pure anger as he ran for Sideswipe who began to run away laughing at Smokescreen, who was unaware of the large ring of black paint that surround his face. As the two ran past the quadruplets the sparklings giggled both at the scene and at the thought of their own mischief to be had later.

LATER THAT NIGHT

Four little figures crept around the base and through the air vents grinning madly as they went. Nightsinger and Freezefire toting some of Sunstreaker's best paints crawled through the vents to the bot's rooms. Starting with Tracks, Nightsinger began her work, making sure that every detail of it was perfect before she moved onto the other mechs. While she did that, Freezefire coated the floors with cooking oil, having seen the silly effect in a cartoon earlier. Meanwhile, Pulse and Maverick made their concoctions with chemicals found in Wheeljacks lab and placed them precariously above random doors, and setting a few to spring and mix when bots tripped over wires strung at ankle height.

After finishing their work, the four now slightly messy sparklings crept back into their quarters and into their cribs.

The next morning Optimus was leaving his quarters with a stretch when he slipped on the oiled floor. With wind milling arms he slid quickly into the hall, where he slid into the trip wire that broke the bottles full of chemicals spiling them on top of him as he slid into a wall with a loud yelp that turned into a groaning grunt as he hit the floor.

As soon as this happened, the halls of Diego Garcia dissolved into utter chaos as the bots and humans opened their doors to see Optimus lying on the floor groaning and coated in multicolored goo. With startled shouts the bots ran out into the hallway only to begin slipping and sliding down the halls. Thankfully there were only minor injuries, but it was still unsafe to use the halls.

Arabella and the twins took a look outside their door, watching as Jazz slid up the hall on his back shrieking in half joy that turned to fear when he realized he couldn't stop. The three had to hold back a laugh as they stuck their heads out the door and looked up the hall only to see Prowl haphazardly walking and sliding up the hall with a downright murderous look on his face plates.

Sideswipe pulled his sparkmate back in as Sunstreaker closed the door, locking it. It was a funny prank after all, but looking at each other they knew that none of them were the culprits.

"No way the Chevy twins did this."

"Well that really is bad for us because you know who they'll blame." Arabella said as she looked briefly into Maverick and Freezefire's cribs only to do a double take. "Boys, look at your kids." She said softly as the two snuck up on the cribs only to see the sparklings coated in oil, Sunny's high dollar paint and grime from the air vents.

Before they could say anything, there was an angry pounding at their door. Said pounding woke the sparklings up with a start making them whine. With a pained sigh, Arabella walked to the door to see Optimus as well as Prowl, Tracks, Cliffjumper, and Smokescreen glaring at her.

"Arabella."

"We know why you're here. And if you come with me we can explain." She said sadly as she led the messy mechs right inside their door to see the quadruplets laughing at them, looking quite the mess themselves. After ten minutes of conversation, and reviewing the camera footage of the night prior, Optimus and Prowl knew the truth and left, with a warning.

Sideswipe's pov

["C'mon Bella! Can't we just give them a warning?"]

["Sides, you heard them. The quads caused a major pile up in the hall and a few broken servos and joints. We can't let them off this time."]

["Not only that, but they used my good paint! Do you even realize how expensive that was?!"]

["You can fragging get more paint! And besides! What happened to us wanting our sparklings to be pranksters?!"]

["What happened to the rule; A prank is only funny if no one gets hurt? Or the unspoken rule that one shouldn't openly prank Prime? Sides, if we don't do something now, we'll never be able to get the sparklings to listen to us."]

["I don't like this. They're only sparklings! They didn't know any better!"]

["I agree with you Sides, but at the same time do you really want to be made fun of because we can't control our protégés? We both said that we didn't want our sparklings to spend time in the brig like we do. We need to teach them how to pull better pranks, but that can only happen if we set rules for them."]

He's right. My sparkmate and twin are right and I hate it. I'm so proud of the sparklings, but at the same time, what they did could have been more dangerous. If any of our human allies had been roaming the halls today, we could have a fatality on our hands. As much as I hate to say it, because it seems so Prowl like, we need to set ground rules for our sparklings, especially in the pranking department.

"Okay…what should we do with them?" I asked watching my sparkmate pick up the quads and place them in different corners, each facing the wall. Our sparklings immediately got up and walked away only for her to put them back. "No. You four need to stay in the corner, because you four are in time out." She said sternly.

Once they were back in the corner they got back up and tried to hide behind me and Sunny. I hate this. We need to back Bella up, but they have that look on their face. That look of "please don't do this.".

["Be firm Sides."]

["Be strong bro."] I said noticing that Freezefire and Nightsinger were looking up at us, their little lips trembling as tears began to gather in their optics. With a heavy swallow, we picked up the sparklings and put them back in their corners, only for them to get back up and run towards us crying. "We sowy! We sowy! We sowy!"

Must. Be. Strong. I have to do this! "You four need to sit in the corner, and think about what you did wrong." I said as I put them back, making them cry harder. And this is how their first time out went, we caught them and put them back at least fifteen times before they stayed put for the allotted time of four minutes. But what hurt the most was when Pulse turned to Sunny and said; "MEAN DADDIES! MEAN MOMMY!" All of them began saying that as we put them back in the corner.

["For the love of primus. I hate this."]

["I know bro me too. How much longer do we have to make them sit there?"]

["Actually, their time just ended. We can get them now."]

She said to us as we grabbed each of our sparklings and sat them down in front of before kneeling down.

"Nightsinger, Pulse, Freezefire, Maverick, look at me." She said gently making each of our sparklings look up at us hiccupping. "Do you know why we put you in time out?"

"N... no."

"We put you there because what you did was wrong." She said nudging us over the bond. "Do you four remember what Sunny and I told you about pranking?"

I was surprised to hear them reciting exactly what we had told them, and it wore off just as they said that a prank was only funny when nobody got hurt. "Exactly. What you four did, was accidentally hurt some of the big bots."

"And you used some of my paints without asking me first." Sunny added noticing that they began crying again. "What you four did was more dangerous than anything else, and that's why we put you in time out."

Bella said as she scooted closer to them and wrapped them in a hug. "But that doesn't mean that we don't love you. We love you four no matter what you do."

"We're just not happy about what you did."

Sunny added to my previous statement as we hugged our sparklings. "From now on, why don't you four pull pranks with us. That way you won't get into trouble with us."

"Would you like that?" I asked, liking my twin's idea. It's good to see that he thinks they should still pull pranks.

What's not good is the fact that we had to spend nearly the whole day cleaning up the quadruplets mess. But every cloud has a silver lining. One such lining is our sparklings making giant cards for nearly everybot on base, and then giving them a tearful sorry when they delivered the cards to them. I say it's a silver lining because Nobot and I mean Nobot could resist giving them their forgiveness. Not even Tracks, and he was a walking mural of a forest.

It was late afternoon when we finished. Bella stopped by her lab to check on things while Sunny and I collected our now very drowsy sparklings for a quick wash. We never had time to clean them off this morning so now it was better to get it over with. When we got to the washracks (that we had to clean as part of the punishment we got for our sparkling's prank) we weren't too surprised to see Tracks, Cliffjumper, and Smokescreen still trying to get the expensive, permanent paint off of them. Sunny and I had taken stills of them so that we could give them to our sparklings as a souvenir. After all, it was their first prank that they planned and orchestrated all on their own.

"So, I have to ask. Who was it that painted us?"

"Nightsinger. She got my talent in the art department. All things considered, I am proud of her. Her color mixing is getting better." Sunny said with a small smirk as he placed said femmling in the tub, ready to fight and hold her still. She simply pouted in response, making the both of us smile. "Of course you are. Your sparklings are something special."

"Well duh Cliff. They're our sparklings. Of course they're going to be special!" I said making the three snort before smiling softly at how cute our sparklings were being. Naturally, Sunny and I have figured out how to get our sparklings to cooperate with most things. Though we still have our challenges. "If you ever need a sitter, I'd be happy to take care of such sweet sparklings."

"Thanks Cliff, but I know for a fact that you wouldn't be able to handle the quads by yourself."

Sunny said with a smirk as we dried off our quartet. "Oh, and here. This soap should remove that paint."

"Thanks!" Tracks called as he grabbed a bottle from Sunny. "Humph. They're just sparklings. They'd be easy enough to watch."

"So you think Smokey, but we know this for a fact."

"If you're so confident, why don't you bet on it?"

I looked at Sunny, who smirked back at me. "Fine, five hundred dollars, says that you can't handle our sparklings."

We said as we walked for the door. "I'll raise you five hundred because I can!"

"Pffft! Prime wouldn't be able to handle our four and you think you can?"

"I know I can, and I'm going to tell him you said that!"

"You're welcome to say something to him." Sunny said as we walked out right before a loud chorus of snarls rang out behind us. "Nightsinger, sweetie we loved your art, but we thought that it needed a little something extra." Sunny said as the three came out coated in white and silver glitter, in addition to the paint that Nightsinger had so cautiously applied earlier.

"I think we could get used to pulling pranks with our little ones." I cooed down at my mechlings as our comrades glared at us.

"That."

"Was."

"For."

"Mommy!"

"Don't mess with us!" Our sparklings said in unison amidst their giggles as they stared at them in shock.


A/N: Hello! Sorry this took so long, despite me being out of school, life got in the way a lot. I will try to post here again soon, but I have a gift chapter to give, so it may be a while.

I hope you liked this chapter! And the next chapter is one I have been wanting to write since the very beginning! Its time for ELITA-1 and OPTIMUS PRIME TO BABYSIT THE QUADRUPLETS!

In other news, I am getting a new job in retail, and I will be starting soon. I am also going to be taking 5 classes this fall, two of which are lab classes, one being another class where I have to be placed in another elementary school class for 45 hours of field work. So in essence, this next year of college is going to be hell for me...

But the good news is that that isn't for another few months!

I look forward to the next chapter, and I hope to hear from you guys again! Please follow, favorite, and REVIEW!

Peace love and Quadruplets❤💛💙