Sorry it took so long. RL kind of put my writing on hold.

Let's see what kind of trouble Optimus gets into now. Shall we? Hehe. Please enjoy!

Bumblebee had just left Grimlock with Chromia and the sparklings before heading to the Twins' quarters. It seemed the only way to make the big guy happy was to play with Hide and Jazz. Although it was apparent that he missed Optimus. But then…

WHACK!

A runaway semi named Optimus couldn't stop when he turned a corner to find Bumblebee right there. The big mech didn't realize he could run so fast! It took him several strides to get his momentum going that fast so there was no way he was going to get his large mass to make a sudden stop like that.

"Oops! Slag! Sorry!"

"Ow…" Bumblebee moaned, feeling himself being lifted off the floor, his optics and stunned CPU coming back on line.

"You ok? I'm really sorry. Frag! I feel so uncoordinated. I'm not used to being so…big."

"That's ok. What's the hurry anyway?"

"I was looking for Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. Do you know where they are?"

"Optimus, use you're communicator to call them," Bumblebee chuckled.

"I have a communicator?"

"Yes, you do. You're a fully mature mech wrecker."

"Oh yeah. I keep forgetting I have armor and stuff."

"Come with me, they're in their quarters," Bee smiled, shaking his head, leading him down the hallway. This Optimus was going to take some time to get used to. Things could get interesting.

"Thank you," Optimus replied politely.

"May I ask why you're looking for them?"

"They're the fun bots right? I'm not sure what to do for fun on this base and figured they knew. Before, back in Decagon, Magnus and I used to play war games. Ironhide gave us deactivated plasma guns to play with. Magnus and I even used to try to sneak into femmes' section of the base. You know to see one without their armor on. They're protoforms are supposed to look totally different from a youngling femme's protoform."

"That they are," Bumblebee grinned, recalling how he and the twins used to try and do the same thing when they were teenagers. They were successful a few times too.

They came to a stopped and Bumblebee pushed the button to open the twins' door. The two of them walked in to see Sunny and Sides sitting on a couch. Before them was a huge monitor on the wall. Bumblebee recognized the Need for Speed racing video game.

"Get off me fragger!" Sunny yelled, his yellow car on the screen jerking across the lines and slamming into the red car.

"I would but you're hogging the whole slaggin road!" Sides yelled back, his red car veered around an oncoming car and then slammed into Sunny's car.

The two cars pushed at each other on the screen as the two brothers pushed at each other on the couch. It went that way for a few minutes until finally they broke out in a fight and started punching each other, yelling Cybertronian curse words.

"On second thought, maybe I'll go find something to do on my own," Optimus said, nervously. "This doesn't look like fun."

"It's ok. They do this all the time," Bumblebee sighed. "Guys, break it up! Is that anyway to act in front of Optimus?"

Both brothers looked up to see Optimus standing behind Bumblebee. Reluctantly each one released the head lock they had on the other and got to their feet.

"Which one of you is which?" Optimus asked, optics looking from one to the other. Magnus didn't point that out when he introduced them.

"I'm the handsome one, Sunny," the yellow mech smiled, point a thumb at himself. "And this is my bro, Sides."

"You both look exactly alike," Optimus commented.

"I've been telling him that for eons," Sides said, arms crossed over his chest. He was still mad at Sunny. "He's in denial."

"Guys!" Bee shouted, quickly stepping between the brothers before they had an all out brawl. "Optimus came here to have some fun. Not to watch you play grab aft!"

"Yeah, Prowl ordered me to have fun and to enjoy myself," Optimus helpfully interjected. He really wanted to have fun.

"Oh really," Sunny mused, he and his brother grinning wickedly to each other, the two of them in perfect agreement on what to do. "Well, since Prowl ordered you to have some fun…then lets go have some fun!"

"Yeah, come with us Optimus. We'll show you how to have fun around here," Sides said as he and his brother put their arms around Optimus.

"Are you guys thinking about what I think you are?" Bumblebee asked following them out of the room.

"There's plenty of room outside, it's all desert," Sides said.

"So no chance of us doing any damage to anything," Sunny added.

"Except to yourselves," Bee snorted.

"Well you don't have to come, Bee," Sides countered.

"Why are we going outside?" Optimus asked.

"To race and have fun," Sunny answered, grinning from audio receptor to audio receptor.

"How are we going to do that?"

"Optimus, you can transform," Bumblebee replied.

"I can?" he asked, looking down at his large form. He was looking forward to the day when he could transform into an alt form. Now he could! A big grin and huge optics formed on his face. "How do I do that?!"

"Whoa! Slow down big fella," Sunny smirked. "Let's get outside first then I'll give you a few pointers."

"Ok!" Optimus grinned excitedly.

"Why do I get the feeling that this is going to end in disaster?" Bumblebee muttered.

"Because you always have to go and be so responsible," Sunny countered.

"One of us had to otherwise the three of us would have offlined long ago from your antics, Sunny. Besides, I know how to have fun too."

"That you do, Bee," Sides laughed, wrapping an arm around the scout's shoulders.

Optimus knew he made the right decision as he followed them. This was going to be fun!

"Oh wow! Is this an organic planet?!" Optimus asked exuberantly. "I've read about them and only seen pictures. But to be on one…WOW!"

"Yes, this is a planet called Earth," Bumblebee answered.

"We can sight see later. Bee and Sides go ahead and transform. Now, Optimus," Sunny said as Bumblebee and Sides transformed. "We'll watch Bee and Sides do a few basic driving maneuvers so you understand how these alt forms move. Then we'll let you try."

Optimus nodded, paying close attention. He didn't want to mess this up. They might not want him around for fun if he slagged things up.

Right away, his spark rate increased as the two vehicle forms raced off, leaving a dust cloud in their wake. He didn't even think about it. His transformation systems simply reacted and he transformed into a vehicle form that was more massive then he'd ever imagined.

"Well, you've got that part down," Sunny laughed.

"Now what do I do?!"

"Hold on, hold on," Sunny said, quickly transforming and moving into position beside Optimus. "We'll use our comlinks, ok?"

"Ok!"

"Fire up your engine."

Optimus sat there, trying to figure out how exactly to fire up his engine. He could hear Sunny's engine revving as well as Bumblebee and Sides' as they came to a stop.

"Don't think too hard, Optimus," Bee instructed. "Sort of let it happen."

The three small mechs revved their engines, trying to encourage Optimus to get his going. And it worked. The big powerful engine roared to life. The sound of its roar drowned out the other three small engines.

"SWEET!" he cheered, making them all laugh at his enthusiasm.

"Reminds me of me when I was that age," Sunny chuckled.

"What do you mean at that age? You're still like that!" Bee pointed out.

"Whatever, I'm trying to give Optimus a driving lesson here. Now, open up the throttle and just ease forward."

The Peterbilt flamed semi jerked forward and then the engine sputtered off, making the twins roar with laughter over their comlinks. Optimus sank in his suspension a bit embarrassed and dejected.

"Guys, no one gets it on their first shot, not even you did Sunny!" Bee chided. "Try again Optimus. Everyone stalls out from time to time."

"Ok," Optimus replied and started the engine up again.

This time he was able to move forward and keep the engine running.

"That's good! Now go a little faster and see if you can follow me in a circle," Bumblebee instructed, pulling in front of Optimus.

Bee was only going about twenty miles an hour. He didn't want to go too fast for Optimus who was having trouble steering. He also had to refrain from laughing as Optimus didn't quite have a handle on how much power to give the engine nor did he know how to brake slowly. A couple of times he nearly rear ended Bumblebee when he lurched forward. Lots of dust filled the air from the hard braking he was doing too.

It was all good. The mech had to relearn some time.

"I think I'm getting the hang of it!" Optimus said excitedly after he was finally able to smoothly follow Bumblebee around in a circle and a figure eight pattern. He even braked without jerking his massive form.

"Let's see if you can keep up!" Sunny yelled as he and his brother peeled out of there.

"Sunny!" Bumblebee shouted to no avail. Optimus had already sped off after them. Quickly putting it in gear, Bee followed the dust cloud and caught up. "Guys, not too fast!"

"You worry too much, Bee!"

"And you don't worry enough, Sunny! Sides, help me out here!"

"Well…Prowl did order Optimus to have fun," Sides said. Optimus was racing along side Sunny and keeping up with him easily. "He seems to be having fun now."

Bumblebee sighed trailing just behind them. Optimus did look like he was having fun. He and Sunny kept veering at each other without actually hitting each other. And Bee could hear Optimus was laughing.

'Frag! I'm turning into Prowl!' Bee suddenly thought to himself.

"You want to have fun…follow me!" Bumblebee said, making a sharp turn, intent on not being like Prowl.

The others turned to follow. Optimus' vehicle form couldn't make the turn as sharply but he managed to pull off a nice power slide. He was quick to catch up to them and found it was really easy to match their speed of ninety miles an hour.

Of course, while their dust clouds were only visible to the animals on the desert, their energy signatures were picked up by Teletran which Prowl had been monitor closely. He was afraid if Optimus got near the twins something like this might have happened.

"GET OPTIMUS BACK TO THE BASE NOW!" his voice boomed into the three small mechs' comlinks. He didn't want to scare Optimus with as fast as he was driving.

"What was…" (static) "…t. You're…" (static) "…break…" (static) "…up!" (static)

If Sunny and Sides were in their robot mode their mouths would be wide open. Bumblebee basically just ignored Prowl's orders and fed the second in command fake static.

"Let's fly guys!" he told them as he just went airborne after hitting a sloped dune.

The twins didn't hesitate to mimic their friend. And neither did Optimus. He hit the sloped dune at over a hundred miles an hour. His massive form lifted into the air like the others and landed with a heavy thud. His back end fish tailed a bit before he was able to regain control.

"That was fun! Can we do that again?!" he asked, totally oblivious to what Prowl had told the others.

"Guys! Guys! Stop! We have to make the most of this!" Sunny said, knowing they were going to spend a day or two in the brig for this stunt. May as well make it all worth it.

The four of them slammed on the brakes, coming to a stop. Sunny quickly transformed into his robot mode. As they others did the same, Optimus immediately noticed a canister in Sunny's hand.

"Here," Sunny said, holding the canister up for Optimus to take.

"What is it?" he asked, taking the canister.

"High grade."

"Whoa! Sunny, I don't think that's a good idea," Bumblebee said.

"Why? He's mature. And with his bulk I'm sure he can drink more than us. Besides I'm sure Ironhide has let him have sip or two like he did to us."

"Yes Hide has. On a number of occasions!" Optimus said, not hesitating to take a drink. It was a little different from what he remembered. But still tasted good just the same.

Bumblebee gave Sunny a look.

"What? Like this situation is ever going to happen again," Sunny remarked.

"In that case, here's mine," Sides grinned handing over his to Optimus.

"Chug it down fast Optimus, we don't have much time," Sunny told him.

Bumblebee decided to go with it. Sunny was right. This was never going to happen again. So he pulled his own reserve supply of High Grade out and handed it over.

Little did they realize the consequences of their actions. If any of them had been able to recall, they have never seen Optimus drink more than one canister very slowly. If they had, they'd know that when Optimus drinks more high grade than he should, at a fast pace, he gets over energized…with energy to spare.

Optimus drank down each one as quickly as he could. He really liked it so it wasn't a problem.

(BURRPP!)

"Whoa! Good one!" they cheered at him.

"That was good," Optimus grinned, feeling rather…energized. "Can I have more?"

"Maybe later when we sneak back on the base," Sunny snickered.

"Or maybe not!" Sides yelped pointing to a rapidly approaching dust cloud.

"Slag! It's Prowl!" Bumblebee shouted.

Before they even turned around to tell their Prime to run, Optimus had already transformed and sped away. He had enough experience at thirteen to know to avoid Prowl's wrath at all costs! And he didn't have Ironhide to help him out this time so he put that excess super charged energy into his engines.

"Frag…we're so dead," Sunny swallowed hard as Optimus was already a mile away and gaining speed.