A Lesson In the Sun

Requested from Elita 2. Hope you like it!

Apparently last chapter was disappointing. I hope this one is better. If not, then I'm seriously thinking about going on hiatus for awhile.

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And tell me that Sideswipe SHOULD have looked like THAT in the movies! *drools*

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"This isn't funny," Sideswipe yelled.

"It's fragging hilarious,' Sunstreaker countered, arms folded in relaxed surrender.

"No, its degrading and childish and.." Sideswipe continued before his frame vibrated with such an intensity, his jaws clattered together. His equilibrium circuits were knocked haywire from the sonic pitch.

"This is a great opportunity for you to sit and think about what you've done,' Sunstreaker said in a perfect imitation of a creator's chastising voice. "Or in this case, hang there."

"Umm, Sunstreaker?" Wheeljack asked in an uncertain tone. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Positive," Sunstreaker said without hesitation. "My idiot brother needs a lesson and Grimlock needs an education as well."

"I don't think this is what Prowl had in mind when he assigned you to teaching the Dinobots etiquette." Wheeljack watched in confusion as the Dinobots paraded around their paddock.

"I told Prowl it's a phase," Sunstreaker said waving a servo in indifference. "All younglings go through it. Its just time the Dinobots started to go through that learning curve."

"I think the lesson is just a bit… extreme," Wheeljack said, watching as Sideswipe tried to flail but only managed a weak swat at the wide snout above him.

"Pain is a good teacher," Sunstreaker said. "Even the densest of processor can and will learn a lesson if enough pain and humiliation is inflicted."

Wheeljack remained quiet, knowing that Sunstreaker was probably speaking from a personal point of view. Any further conversation was cut short as Prowl chose that moment to appear. His doorwings flared into a hard letter of pain as he took in the sight. His optics zeroed in on the golden frame of the assigned teacher. With silent fury he stormed up to Sunstreaker, lip components pressed into a thin line.

"Sunstreaker? What is going on?" Prowl demanded.

"I'm conducting my class, like you ordered," Sunstreaker said without breaking optic contact of his 'students'.

"This is a mockery of the assignment I entrusted to you," Prowl spat, doorwings lowering like an angered dragonfly. "Cease and desist this lesson immediately."

"Not until the class is over," Sunstreaker said, gracing the SIC with half a glance.

"This is a gross misrepresentation of my orders!" Prowl fumed.

"I see it as killing two Deceptions with one blast." Sunstreaker said, focusing on Prowl with a causal look. It was a vast difference than his usual surly nature.

"You are distorting the orders,' Prowl amended.

"You said that Sideswipe needed to be punished for gluing Gears' servos to his aft,' Sunstreaker said, turning his attention to his still cursing brother. "So I enlisted his help in the other assignment of teaching the Dinobots proper etiquette and to break them of the habit of biting."

Prowl looked to the assembled bots and noted that all of them, Grimlock included, sported several dental impressions on their bodies. Prowl's face faltered, trying to understand exactly what he was seeing.

"When the Dinobots bite anyone, the other four, bite him,' Sunstreaker explained. "They're learning." He gestured toward Grimlock who was growling at Sludge. "Snarl has been particularly hard to break of the habit, but after Grimlock bit his tail, he's learning to keep his denta off others."

Prowl looked to the mentioned bot's tail and sure enough, there was a generous impression. There were also punctures, several rent plates, and wires poking out.

"Snarl's tail is damaged," Prowl commented.

"Grimlock doesn't know his own strength so that's been added to his lessons," Sunstreaker said in nonchalance.

Prowl felt a burning along his neural circuits. Primus, he was headed for a crash. Figures! Knowing he'd regret it, he motioned to the giant T-Rex and asked, "And Sideswipe?"

"Needed a lesson in humiliation ," Sunstreaker said, waving to the whimpering Lamborghini held in Grimlock's powerful jaws. "And Grimlock is learning how much pressure is needed to incapacitate a mech so he doesn't seriously harm any of his fellow Dinobots."

"It's been working,' Wheeljack asked, pointing to Grimlock as he wandered around, Sideswipe clamped in his jaws. The T-Rex looked like he was displaying his prize like a proud cat with a difficult kill. Sideswipe for his part was hanging in limp surrender, throwing curses toward his twin as he smacked at the snout holding him so securely.

"Dinobots learn not to bite mechs, Grimlock learns to not bite off a comrade's body part," Sunstreaker recited, watching the dinosaur mimics play around in their makeshift paddock. "And Sideswipe literally gets his ass chewed so he won't pull such a stunt again."

There was a soft whining whimper of overtaxed systems before a heavy thud as Prowl locked up. Sunstreaker ignored the twitching black and white heap as he watched his ingenious plan put in motion. Wheeljack commed Ratchet, then earned an audio full of words that had Prime shouting over the open comm. about language and influencing young processors and all the while, Sunstreaker observed the six immature younglings at their lessons.

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I know... short chapter. They dont happen very often. :D

Next chapter will be another request. And depending on the support, I'll decide if and when to continue.

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