Chapter 8 ~ "Party Time"

When they arrived, the bots had been forced to go down to the living room. They filed in one by one, Scavenger guiding them to couch and chairs as Megatron and Prime scuttled to the kitchen and pulled a good 3 or 4 bottles of energon, Sideswipe was sitting at the counter sipping on his own drink. Prime pulled the top of the bottle off and poured the strange liquid into glasses, then picking up his own glass as Scavenger passed them around. He smirked, "Your first glass of energon guys, and a sweet celebration on your recovery!" He drank the liquid happily, unaware that the previous con leader was pulling out his own high-grade.

The purple mech looked at the strange liquid in the glasses dubiously. "What is this?"

"It's energon." Optimus answered. "Our food, fuel, what ever you want to call it." He sipped on his energon and spotted a high-grade bottle in Megatron's hand. "Oh no you don't; you put that away Megatron, none of that around the younglings!" Optimus scolded the ex-con like he was a youngling himself.

Megatron just tossed his mask on the kitchen counter, "Kiss my ass Prime..." he pulled the bottle off, "I have the right to drink, and as long as I don't give them any they'll be fine..." With a giant gulp, Megatron took a swig of the bottle, savoring the taste. The bots around the room watched him carefully as he put the bottle down, then one by one decided to take a taste at this new and strange drink.

GunDober and GunGlue looked at the glasses, then at each other. The tiger-helmed one turned to look at Optimus and the others, letting out a series of electronic purrs, hisses, growls, and yowling sounds, sounding like a very large robotic cat. ::And just what are we supposed to do with this?::

Sideswipe got up and went over to the twins. He searched their bodies then snatched the glasses from their hands before opening a hatch near their back end and poured it in, "There you go. "

Prime's optic twitched, and he smacked his forehead, "Dear Primus..."

The bots had taken their sips of the liquid; EnRyu had been guzzling down his the minute he tasted it, finding it inviting. He let out a breath and put the glass down, "That was pretty good!" he smiled, optics strangely brighter than before, "Can I have some more?" The red bot's movements were quick when he walked up to Optimus, lifting his glass up and the Autobot poured some more energon in the glass.

VolFogg regarded his own glass dubiously for a moment, and then took a cautious sip. He made a face at the taste but didn't comment, then looked at GunGlue as he noticed the heli-mech's rotors beginning to twitch.

EnRyu licked his lips and downed the second glass. The others just finished licking their lip components as well. Sideswipe drank down the rest of his glass and sighed rubbing his stomach armor. The others watched him then did the same. They could really feel a lot more then they use to and their minds were not bound. They could decide what they wanted to do anytime THEY wanted. This was freedom.

FuuRyu's optics flashed, "Wow! This stuff leaves quite a buzz..." he drank the next round of energon that was poured in his glass. Prime and Scavenger were watching them carefully; they had already noticed that EnRyu's words were getting quicker as he talked and he couldn't keep still. They had quickly notice HyoRyu acting the same way, and RaiRyu's optics were flashing uncontrollably as he giggled.

VolFogg let out a yelp and dropped his glass as GunGlue suddenly took off, zipping around the room like a housefly on speed. GunDober wasn't far behind, weaving around legs and other obstacles at an insane speed. The purple mech ended up clinging to the ceiling, as close to the metal as he could get, trying to avoid getting run over by his own teammates.

Optimus, blinked. "Oh scrap… hit the deck! Sugar rush!!" he dived under a table. Scavenger got behind the counter, and Sideswipe giggled and chased after a few mechs playing with them.

Megatron was just sitting at the counter when the two GunMachines flew by; it startled him so bad that he had spilled some of his high grade and was cursing under his breath. It wasn't long till RaiRyu was grabbing the remote to the holo-screen and surfing through the channels, cackling wildly about whatever he saw. Mic had begun to sing with his guitar and HyoRyu was joining him.

A rather interesting expletive came from up near the ceiling. Though anatomically impossible, it certainly would have been interesting to watch should VolFogg ever decide to put anyone in that particular position. The ninja remained practically glued to the ceiling, keeping well out of reach and glaring at the others

Optimus slapped his forehead. After about an hour of this Scavenger and himself got fed up and they both shouted at the same time, "Bed time!"

Megatron was pretty much drunk off his rocker, "Aw *hic* come on Priiimmme..." he was slurring, having not noticed that EnRyu had been drinking some of his high-grade.

Megatron was giggled as he crawled to his feet with EnRyu in tow, both giving goofy grins. He hiccupped, "Hyo *hic* ryuuuuu...!" the red twin had practically tackled his blue brother, both went tumbling to the floor.

VolFogg still had yet to come down off the ceiling. He was stuck up there like a very large purple spider, glaring at whoever happened to be in his line of sight. GunGlue had finally touched down, and was curled up in the corner, making a whirring snore sound. GunDober was sprawled across his brother, equally out like a light. There were motorcycle tire tracks all over the floor and halfway up the walls.

Unfortunately, Prime and Scavenger weren't getting any positive reactions from the hyperactive mechs. Having no choice but to resort to excessive force, the last two responsible mechs began herding the younger bots into the medical bay. Some, mainly RaiRyu and EnRyu, began to fight back but only received a few bops on the head by a very irritated Scavenger.

Prime and Sideswipe had a hard time getting Megatron to his quarters; the former Decepticon leader just could not stop moving. It was after about a half and hour they were able to settle him down on his large recharge berth and leave his quarters for the medical bay.

He came upon Scavenger sorting out the bots; "All right we can't keep you in here forever..." he was pulling out some pills that would take care of their little "Energon Rush". The old mech gave each of them a pill, "These will help you recharge..." he said sternly, "and be glad that we have extra rooms on this ship or I would be cramming all of you in a closet..." Prime just smirked and shook his head, helping Scavenger escort the bots to their new room.

Finally, VolFogg dropped away from the ceiling, twisting in mid-air to land neatly on his feet. He gave Sideswipe a sour look, but decided to save any lecturing until the other mech was sober. "I would advise against doing that again, until we've had time to get used to that stuff. What we are used to consuming is nowhere near that potent."

Sideswipe looked at him and stuck his tongue out at him. "You're a spoil sport barney." He folded his arms behind his head and headed for the door.

Prime slumped against the couch of the living room with a sigh, "Remind me to get the LOW energy energon next time..." Scavenger smirked as he puffed at his pipe, the old mech sat down next to Prime, "They're kids Prime, what are you gonna do..." he stretched his bulky arms and yawned; it was late and pretty much all the crew was asleep. He blew a smoke, "Tomorrow we gotta restock..."

VolFogg looked at Sideswipe for a long moment, and then produced what appeared to be a mech-sized slingshot; clearly he had spent a lot of time around young humans. After managing to nail the other mech in the back of the head with a stray bolt, VolFogg headed for his own room without another word.

Sideswipe fell forward from the bolt. He rubbed the back of his head and began to sniffle. Prime sat up when he here such a sound," Oh no...."

Scavenger groaned, "I got it..." he stood up from the couch and looked down at Prime, "I'll take him to bed and then turn in myself, you gonna stay up for a while?"

Prime nodded and watched as the old mech scooped up Sideswipe and headed for a nice long recharge. Prime himself sighed once more, sitting back on the couch and stared at the ceiling, "It's gonna be a long day tomorrow..."

***************

VolFogg settled onto his berth with a sigh, he had barely stopped moving when he sensed two familiar presences in the room; the twins had found him. The purple mech shifted slightly, and a black-and-white form settled to either side of him, choosing to rest their helms on his back. VolFogg looked from one to the other, then put his head down and followed them into recharge.