This chappie focuses on the Twins, Mudflap and Skids, as well as Starscream & Simmons. There's also a short piece, dealing with Jetfire's opinion (yup, Aurora resurrected him too)on the matter, which is straightforward but sweet.

Timeline: Last day of winter. Day before Sam goes back to college.

Here's the timeline:Month 1: Bumblebee

Month 2: Optimus, Ratchet, Ironhide, Sunstreaker & Sideswipe

Month 3: Megatron, Aurora Borealis Prime, Sam J. Witwicky and Bumblebee (again)

Month 4: Leo, Ironhide(yes, him) and the "Great Hibernation".

Month 5: The Fallen and Aurora B. Prime

Month 6 (This month): Mudflap & Skids, Jetfire, Starscream and Simmons.

Just randomly, Samuel did work hard and got through to his next semester.

Gently, Mudflap snuffled in his recharge, daring a peek.

Everyone else was asleep, but Mudflap was too excited to really care about sleep.

Using his oversized servo, his expanded fuel tank got a gentle rubbing session while Mudflap engaged his twin, Skids, on their private Twin comm. Link.

::Yo, Skids, you up?::Mudflap

::Yo, man. What you want now?:: Skids

:Aw, just needed ma fuel tank rubbed a little:: Mudflap

::Aw, go and do it-GLIIIIIIIIIIP!!!-Whoops, excuse the Skidster:: Skids

::Need some rubbin'?::Mudflap

::Go ahead.::Skids

Skids felt a gentle clockwise movement . He saw his "younger" brother rub his fuel tank gently, placing his left audio receptor on his swollen tank, listening to the cleaning personnel who dreamt inside Skids's "stomach".

Being smaller than Bumblebee, they couldn't really risk "eating" too much, or they'd probably wind up really sick.

But there were surprisingly a lot of wimpy cleaning personnel at Diego Garcia.

And the fact that most were ladies and super-skinny, made it all the easier to just gulp them down.

Doing it, they felt their tanks fill up and swell slightly, so they made slight inroads on the male and female kitchen personnel.

Okay, in truth, they "vored" ALL the cleaning and kitchen personnel on base.

When they finished, they had made precautions NOT to scare, harass or bully the people.

Autobot honour.

Right now, Skids stretched out, releasing soft glips and continued the comm. Link chat.

::Thanks for da massage, bro.::Skids

::*yawn* Sure, bro,sure...::Mudflap

Both bots fell asleep within minutes from each other, in the other's arms.

***

Starscream shifted his weight, servo softly cradling his distended fuel tank, containing all of the F-22 pilots, rookies and veterans alike.

GLIP!

Cycling his vents, he felt them moving, dreaming, sleeping.........

Closing his optics in pure pleasure, the Seeker let a low purr escape him as his stomach got a massage from inside.

Servo replying, he felt absolutely fantastically powerful, but happy and mercifully, sane.

Here he was, in control and charged with the responsibility of caring for something.

Starscream felt really good.

In fact, he hadn't felt like this for millennia.

That's saying a Pit of a lot.

Letting his servo come to rest at the downward end of his swollen tank, letting himself slowly drift off into dreaming.....

***

The aged Seeker looked at his swollen tank, placing his servo on it, before slowly leaning against his berth's front piece.

Jetfire rubbed his tank, thinking about the young girl.

What was.....oh, fragging itching aft!

Jetfire growled lowly, not wanting to wake his tank's occupants.

Scratching the offending area, he allowed his processors to wander to his main subject: Aurora Borealis Prime.

She had been very kind to him, upon his resurrection.

Telling him all about how the war had ended, everything that had happened since Egypt......

Jetfire hadn't believed it at first, but then when Aurora showed it for him, he had to.

He had been overjoyed.

So, when everyone got to know Jetfire, they were VERY happy that he'd come back from the grave.

His jubilant reaction to the news that the war was over, gave way whose side he'd been cheering for.

Aurora had a lot of respect for the old Autobot/Decepticon warrior, referring to him as her grandfather.

Jetfire's first week at Diego Garcia, helped a lot, due to the fact that Aurora had found a safe, non-dangerous way of creating organic High Grade. Unfortunately, the Drakinkons and Drapions found out and after a raid, it was discovered Aurora's notes on the matter were missing..........

Leaning back for a warm, cosy recharge, Jetfire gently stroked his tank, purring in pleasure.

***

Seymour Simmons found the experience wonderful and strange.

Here he was, a mere human, inside the stomach of an alien.

One of the great Transformers and he got lucky enough for it to be Optimus Prime, their leader.

It felt so good.

Hearing Optimus's Sparkbeat, made his own heart fluctuate wildly in excitement.

If only Sector Seven could see him now.....

Gently moulding to his shape, the fuel tank walls caressed, nudged and teased his body.

Feeling overwhelmingly happy, a tear slid out from out under his eyelid.

The last day of winter........