Disclaimer : I don't own it.

Darklight8121 - Just wait. There's a second Revenge chapter done, now, and I don't think the twins will ever outdo what those boys did to Sunny. -Sighs- Poor, poor Sunny. -hides the pictures and snickers evilly- And yeah, I can just see the confusion on Optimus' face. LOL

Dragonwitch250 - I have a payback chapter coming that puts that one to shame, if I do say so myself. LOL.

Transformersfreak01 - LOl. Thank you :)

ILoveBumbleBee2009 - LOL, I'm glad you like it. :)

Elita One - LOL, I know. Just wait, the next revenge fic is totally Sunstreaker, and if you think poor twins now... -whistles- Just wait. LOL.

Jovianokamigirl - Someone finally did weld their afts together, rather than just threatening it, huh? Don't worry, we have at least four more chapters to go.

Clifjumpersfangirl - Hm, someone mentioned that prank before, but I actually just got a bit of an idea. It's not a big thing, will probably be a short chapter, but all I have to say is.. Happy Holidays (yes I know it's nowhere near a major holiday or anything)

KittenCreez - Just wait, there's more to come, and it's even more evil. Unfortunately, you don't get to it until about Chapter 13. LOL.

Rubyswordmaster - LOL, very true, but like I stated above, there's a revenge chapter coming up that might out do anything the twins can think up. LOL. Yep, I spend about 4 days a week at my grandfather's farm, where I help him with the sheep and have no steady access to the internet (for posting). I admit, though, the town I live in is boring as hell. At least there's a fair coming up next month to go to. LOL.

Captain Arianna Trouble - Well, he was kind of questioning it, but only because he didn't see it happen, and he wasn't there to see them falling over each other. LOL I was thinking that myself, that he'd probably regret if he wasn't part of it. LOL.

Negimasamurai - Oh, yeah, the twins aren't the only ones who are imaginitive. LOL.

Note : Hahaha, yesterday on my way home, I ran across a white Camaro with orange racing stripes. I thought to myself, Bumblebee got a new paint job! LOL. It looked a lot like him, too, only it had to be another year or something, the front end wasn't as square, it was more tapered. Otherwise, I was like... Nice car! :P

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(Normal POV)

With a snicker, Sideswipe bent down to secure something around the temporary office Prowl had been using, since his arrival and integration into human culture. It wasn't a long time thing, as this office was in a very inconvenient place, on the edge of a deep lake, on the far side of the base. Looking around, Sides scanned his work and smirked before standing up straight.

He then shot a cautionary look around before turning to wave at a gleaming mass of almost sparkling yellow metal across the lake, holding on to a rope. Standing back, he watched as Sunny pulled on the rope, and cackled evilly as he got the wanted result. 'Everything's in place.' He informed his brother, who promptly dropped the rope and transformed into his 2009 golden yellow Corvette Stingray alternate form and driving off.

Reaching down, Sideswipe grabbed a small rope attached to the edge of the bay and tugged, setting everything back up. He then double checked the reinforcements, because Autobots were pretty heavy, and he wanted to make sure he'd gotten everything just right.

'Guys!' Bumblebee's newly repaired voice called to them in warning. 'He's on his way, and he's got boss 'bot with him!'

Sideswipe felt his optics widen and hesitated, even as Sunny arrived, transformed and mirrored the look. Exchanging a glance, the twins didn't know whether to curse their luck or bless it.

"Slag." The simultaneously groaned, realizing their trouble would be doubled, if they were caught. Sideswipe, still wanting the gag to go through, however, set up a small piece of machinery and grinned at his brother.

Transforming quickly, the twins took off into the base, struggling to come up with a back up plan, should they get caught. They barely aknowledged it as Bumblebee joined them, also not wanting to be around to get caught, for helping them.

Meanwhile, Optimus glanced towards the speeding vehicles hastily clearing the area, and narrowed his optics. He recognized the forms and bit back a sigh as he followed Prowl to his temporary office. "It is good to know they have finally finished work on your new office." He admitted out loud. "And I do apologize for sticking you way out here, old friend."

Prowl just seemed to shrug a little, his optics scanning the area. He was still having trouble accepting the fact that they were on an alien planet, working with smaller, fleshy humans and their government. Not that he had anything against them, it was just...strange.

"Shall we step inside and talk?" Optimus stepped up to the door, managing somehow to ignore the way the metal beneath his feet swayed with the motion. He held out an arm, however, when Prowl stumbled. "Humans can be surprisingly ingenious with their creations, however, I do not believe Autobots are meant to have 'floating offices'." His lips trembled a little in a suppressed smile.

Prowl cycled his vents and shot Prime a sour look. "Try sitting in my chair for hours, feeling the entire room shift back and forth with the waves. I didn't believe it was possible for an Autobot to experience sea sickness." He grimaced. "And I have a feeling Ratchet will not be allowing me to live this down, any time soon."

Chuckling a little, Optimus opened the door and stepped inside, holding it open for Prowl. Standing by the doorway, he did have to admit it was uncomfortably unsteady in the room, considering it was set on a massive metal 'raft', floating on water ten feet deep at it's deepest point. Luckily, the raft was anchored to the edge of the cement walkway coming from the base.

As Prowl sat down, Optimus tried to steady himself as he walked over. He struggled to ignore the way the room seemed ti shift back and forth, back and forth, back and forth... He swallowed heavily, understanding Prowl's situation, all of a sudden, and wondering why he'd never complained.

Then again, this was Prowl.

Standing over Prowl's desk, Optimus could have sworn he'd heard the sound of metallic shifting outside, but shook it off. The pranksters had taken off, and everyone else had duties they were attending to. Not to mention, with the way the office was creaking with the shift of the building, he wasn't sure it wasn't just the walls.

"So I've been a little worried." Prowl looked up, trying not to grin at the look of obvious discomfort coming from his boss. When he got a raised optic ridge, he shrugged a little. "The twins have been on their best behaviour all week. It doesn't make sense."

The sound of things worried Optimus as well. "We'd best give them something to do, then, to keep themselves occupied."

"Or to give them the chance to pull a prank." Prowl cycled his vents. "But you're right. An idle mind is a dangerous thing, when it comes to those two."

He couldn't fight back the chuckle as he nodded and turned. "Agreed." Shifting unsteadily as the raft rocked a little, Optimus walked towards the door of the office. Opening it, he turned back without even looking outside. "I'll meet you at your new office, my friend." With a final nod, he turned and took a step forward.

"Optimus!"

Too late.

As the cry startled him, Optimus' foot came down hard, expecting to land on solid metal, even as he turned to look over his shoulder and caught Prowl practically jumping out of his seat. When his foot hit water, Optimus spun back around, just time time to do a rather wicked belly flop into the water before him.

Those...fragging... Shuttering his eyes, Optimus quickly got his feet beneath him and stood up straight, staring in surprise when the water came to just below his waist. He could feel the icy wetness running through his wiring systems and thanked Primus he wouldn't rust or short out. Then he growled. 'Sunstreaker! Sideswipe!' His optics suddenly widened. 'Bumblebee?!'

There was a choked sound behind him, and Optimus turned awkwardly to see Prowl's head smoking. His optics were glowing brighter than usual, and an instant replay was going, showing Optimus' fantastic belly flop. Another choke, then a pop and sizzle, and the giant mech fell forward, performing his own amazing belly flop, face down in the water.

"Frag!" Optimus darted forward and reached down to catch his comrade, bringing him to the surface and turning him over.

'You've got mail.' The overly pleasant feminine voice startled Optimus, and he sighed. Keeping Prowl's head above water, he hastily called Ratchet before starting his trek towards shore, at the same time checking his 'mail'.

'Check out these fantabulous belly flops! They're out of this world!' Mudflap' voice was easily recognizeable, and an instant replay of both Optimus' and Prowl's belly flops shortly followed.

Judging the angle, Optimus turned to find a red Chevrolet Trax and a green Chevrolet Beat disappearing through the foliage at the edge of the base. 'Optimus Prime to Skids and Mudflap, you are to return to the floating office, and return it to shore.' He made sure his tone brooked no argument, however he was finding amusement in the situation, and his mask slid over his face because he couldn't help but grin. 'Immediately.'

'Yo, but the water's too deep, boss man!'

'We can't swim!'

'Learn. Prime out.' Then turning towards the shore, he began to carry Prowl once again. Looking down, he bit back laughter as a particular though hit him.

At least the water put out the fire in Prowl's helmet.

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Coming up Next on Autobot Pranks...

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