So here is chapter three! And to Whipblade, lilskystar, and MummyRules thank you for the lovely reviews. Your rewarded with Ironhide, do with him what you wish. *shoves him to you*

This is the beginning of another story about Sides and Sunny and one of their pranks on a certain unsuspecting Autobot tactician.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, only Arilla, and if I did I would have a white Lamborghini and a huge house, but still go to the lame yet amazing school that I go to now ^^

ONWARD WITH THY STORY!

Chocolate Rain :3

Prowl was sitting quietly in his office doing whatever it is Prowls usually do;

Sit and be boring.

Stand and be boring.

Reading a Data Pad and be boring.

Chasing down the twins and still managing to be boring.

But today was a 'Sit and be boring' day, and he was watching from behind his visor for the two demons known as Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. It remained eerily quiet though, other than the sounds of Ratchet tossing his Wrench of Death at some poor soul. Most likely Red Alert for ventilating too loud or something ridiculous like that.

The tactician continues to look around and sees his partner, Jazz, skipping around singing something about…chocolate rain? He shakes his helm and decides his partner's sanity levels should be studied at a later date. He had twins to eventually capture. If they would just show themselves!

"Heya Prowlie!" an all to familiar voice echoes in the tactician's audios.

"Hello, Sunstreaker. Hello, Sideswipe." Prowl says dryly.

"Why ya so down, Prowlie?" Sideswipe says with an almost puppy-like expression.

Prowl sighs and rests his arms on his desk. "Just tired is all." His lie is so smooth it should just be considered the truth, but it isn't so back to the story.

Sunstreaker looks like Ironhide after one of Chromia's femme-rants, startled. "But you are never tired Prowlie!"

"I guess you could just say that I am more tired of certain things than actually tired," Prowl studied their blank expressions and sighs again, "two certain things."

The twins obviously weren't listening or they are just that ignorant. Preferably both because they begin to ramble on about Jazz and his new obsession with this strange song that he found on the human's YouTube.

"It's so strange yet so funny," Sunny comments to his brother, "though that song is going to be the death of me, Sides."

"Maybe…if Megatron doesn't get the job done first." Sides smirks.

"Nah," the golden Corvette snickers, "he's too busy with those idiot Seekers of his."

"Yeah," Sides thinks for a second, "I kinda feel bad for him though."

"Why?" Sunny asks, suddenly intrigued.

"Because I heard that the Seekers are obsessed with Spongebob."

"Well that's too bad for him." Sunny sneers.

While the twins continued their Spongebob debate, Prowl doesn't even notice Jazz behind him with a big barrel full of-

"CHOCOLATE RAIN!" Jazz tips the barrel over and it is filled with a combination of oil and, you guessed it, chocolate!

The twins burst into laughter and stare into the optics of a seething tactician. "We told you he was obsessed!" Sideswipe snickers.

"You should have paid more attention, Prowlie." Sunny giggles.

Prowl grinds his dentals together and shuts his optics. Jazz snickers and puts the empty barrel down. "Calm down, Prowl," the saboteur reassures, "we just havin' fun is all."

The three begin to laugh again and Prowl just leans back slightly and thinks to himself, that song was the death of me not Sideswipe.

I know this was short, but I have a better idea for the next one and I just wanted to get this one done. So I throw this out to you good readers and whoever reviews gets a hug from Jazz! :3

Jazz: Now that's what I'm talkin' 'bout!

Me: his enthusiasm is contagious!

Jazz: Bring on the reviews so I can hug ya! *opens arms* TO ME!