A/N: Here's chapter umm...

Prowl: 8...

Dragon: Yeah! what he said!

Cyberstreak: i think the girl left her brain at the other side of the unvierse...

Dragon: Shut up before i decide to take you out of this chapter and the rest off them!

Cyber: Shutting up now.

Dragon: Good...Now stay that way.

Prowl & Cyber: Stupid squishy...

Dragon: What was that?!

Both: Nothing!

Dragon: Good. now for future referance, i don't own any of the character of the transformers, only Cyberstreak-

Cyber: Dammit!

Dragon: *glares at her* and i also own the plot! Enjoy!

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Prowl and the twins groaned in pain as they were sprawled on top of some medical berths. The had dents and cracks all over their armor.

"What the slag happened to you?" Ratchet asked, walking up to the three mechs. He had a small smirk on his faceplate but said nothing.

"We got our afts whooped by the leader from the Pits…" Sunstreaker groaned, moving to his side with an accompanying crack. "Ow…"

"I heard bout' that," Ratchet chuckled. "You guys must off done something really bad to piss off Prime like that."

"No kidding…" Prowl mumbled, glaring at the twins. The door to the medbay then slid opened as Cyberstreak walked in. Her golden optics widened as she looked at her lover and the twins.

"You guys fought Megatron all by yourself or what?" she asked, walking up to Prowl and sitting on the berth next to him. She rubbed his helm thoughtfully before hearing her leader walk in.

"If they would have quit this nonsense sooner then they wouldn't be in the condition they're in…" Prime huffed, sitting down in one of the office chairs.

'And here I thought the Decepticons were looney…' Cyber mused, placing Prowl's head in her lap as she began repairing some of his wounds.

"Oh, sure. Prowler over there starts this prank war and yet he still has a hot femme to sleep with and take care of him." Sides growled. "Ow!" he whined as Cyber threw a wrench at his head.

"Good shot." Ratchet grinned at the femme as she chuckled and continued her work on her lover.

"I didn't start this war! You two are constantly pestering me and the other Autobots and you're lucky I don't just give you maintenance work and extra re-!" Prowl got cut off when Cyber placed her hand over is mouth.

"You hear that?" she asked, looking around suspiciously.

"What?" the mechs asked in a whisper.

"That's the sound of three annoying mechs that have finally shut up!" she said with a smug grin as Optimus and Ratchet laughed. The other mechs huffed and mumbled under their breaths.

"Now what's the deal with this pranking slag I keep hearing about?" Cyber asked, looking at the mechs questioningly.

"We won't stop pranking Prowl until he admits that he lost and we won!" Sunny yelled.

"Okay, Sunny. Take that pole out of your aft and calm down!" Cyber smirked as he growled. "And you're in this stupid crap too?" she growled, smacking him in the chestplate.

"Cyber…" he breathed, looking up at her with shining blue optics. "They started it…"

"They started it? Of all mechs in this base, you come up with a stupid excuse like that?! C'mon Prowl!" Cyber frowned, locking optics with the mech. He gave her a puppy dog look, hoping it would calm her down.

"Don't look at me like that…C-cause I-it doesn't w-work…" she mumbled, her voice wavering as her lover continued to give her that cute look. "Primus! Just stop!" she growled, off lining her optics.

Prowl chuckled and got up off the berth.

"I need a recharge now…" he sighed.

"After the way Prime beat the slag out of you, I bet…" Ratchet smirked, it instantly falling as the rest of the Autobots glared at him. "I'll be over there…" he said uneasily as he walked over to his desk.

Prowl rolled his optics and walked out of the medbay in a huff, Cyber following.

"Y'know…" Cyber started, hugging Prowl from behind as they stopped in front of their quarters. "I could always help you out…"

Prowl stopped in the middle of punching the codes of their quarters as he turned to his femme. He smirked and hugged her close.

"I'd like that…"

"But it won't come cheap…" she smirked, pulling out of his grasp and walking into their quarters.

"What's your price?" he asked, not like he didn't know.

"Guess, officer…" Cyber purred, sitting down on the berth as she gave him a seductive smirk.

"I think I may have a thought in mind…" with that he closed and locked the door.

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"For sure Cyberstreak is going to help Prowl against us." Sunstreaker growled, pacing in his and Sides quarters.

"What makes you say that?" Sideswipe asked. Sunny stopped and gave his twin a glare. "Oh, right." the red twin said stupidly.

"Now, we need to get help if we're gonna get him and now Cyber." Sunny said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Hmmm…How bout our good ole' friend Jazz?" Sides suggested with a grin.

"Perfect!" Sunny said with a snap of his fingers. "Lets go!"

Sides yelped as Sunny grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out of the room towards Jazz's room.

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

"JAZZ OPEN UP!" the twins yelled pounding on the door.

"What is it, you two?" the normally hyped up mech asked as he opened his door, apparently being woken up from recharge.

"We want you to help us on a prank against Prowl and Cyber!" Sides said.

"Now why would I want to pull a prank on my best friend and his girl?" Jazz asked, leaning against his doorway.

"Cause if you don't that little mishap during Spike's party will slip up…" Sunstreaker growled, smirking as the Saboteur's optics widened.

"Looks like we have a few pranks to plot!" Jazz said with a fake grin as the twins high-fived each other.

"Prowler's gonna get it! Prowler's gonna get it!" the twins sang, Jazz sighing as he shook his head.

'Primus have mercy on us…' Jazz thought in exasperation, walking in his quarters and closing and locking the door; leaving the giddy twins to their little celebration.

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Cyber: I know i did *grins*

Dragon: nobody needs to know what u 2 did in there! *rolls eyes*

Cyber: sure they don't...

Dragon: Ugh, whatever! U know the drill! READ AND REVIEW PLEASE! :)