Disclaimer : I don't own it.

Note : I've had a couple people mention wanting to see Sideswipe and a femme interacting, but him not believing she's a femme. hummergrey was the one to suggest Moonracer. :)

I also don't know the difference between mech sparks and femme sparks, but I'm just saying femme sparks are white. Ok? Not necessarily true.

This one's a little shorter, but I didn't have a strong muse for it. I tried, I hope it isn't horrible. -.-'

Wolf Mystic - Oh Ratchet has some nice payback coming. LOL If Bay bought this idea off me and used it, I could die a happy woman. -.-' Oh there's something I'd watch over and over. I'd love to see the Autobots do half these pranks! LOL!

Topkicker26 - LOL

Starfire201 - Oh, Sam learned his lesson...for a little while at least. Ratchet...probably not so much. LOL Morbid, but something a Decepticon could do.

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(Normal POV)

"It's truly an honor to have you here." Arcee smiled as she walked next to a tall, slender blue femme, who nodded back. "You wouldn't believe the things that have happened!" She quickly began explaining about their arrival on planet Earth, only to find out the cube was gone but they were offered a new home. She explained about the human, Samuel Witwicky, killing Megatron and saving Optimus' life, and then went on about the happenings in Egypt.

Through it all, the light blue optics of the newest femme kept getting wider and wider, as she nodded but otherwise listened silently.

"And then there's this huge prank-a-thon going on." Arcee had to explain that, too, and got a good laugh out of it. "We're not exactly sure who's going next. Oh, we're here." Pointing to the door in front of her, she swiped her hand over the control, and waited as the door opened on it's own to let them in. "Optimus Prime, sir, meet Moonracer."

Looking up from his desk, a smile lit the Autobot leader's face as he slowly stood up and held out his hand. "It's wonderful to meet you. I'm glad to see another Autobot has survived the destruction of Cybertron."

She forced a smile, but inwardly winced at the slightly over enthusiastic greeting. He was nice enough, but there was the same look in his eyes as the others. He was definitely more than happy to see that another femme had survived, and she sighed internally as she shook his hand. "It's nice to be here, sir."

"Well, unfortunately, I'm very busy here, with the latest prank write up." Optimus cycled his vents. "Which I'm sure Arcee will thoroughly enjoy telling you about as she shows you to your room."

Arcee giggled and 'Racer couldn't help the genuine smile that crossed her features.

"Oh, you're going to love this..." Arcee grabbed Moonracer's arms and almost dragged her out of the room, as she began regailing her with stories about mechs turning femmes and horrible fair rides.

The last story she heard, before going into recharge was Arcee's own little prank, with the little alien bursting out of her holoform chest.

(Two Weeks Later)

"Hey, 'Racer! What's up?" Sunstreaker smirked at the light blue femme as she walked past.

Wheeljack whistled slightly. "Looking beautiful as usual."

Cycling her vents, she brushed past them, already used to the attention by now, but also growing weary of it. As she walked into the main hangar, she noticed Sideswipe talking to Ratchet and a small half smile crossed her features at the silver and black mech. She took in how tall and fit he was, recalling his graceful moves with his twin blades.

Then she cycled her vents and frowned. Out of all the mechs, he was the one who didn't chase after her. She didn't understand why. While it was nice not every mech was after her, it was also frustrating, because he always acted peculiar around her.

A firm grope to her aft had her twirling and pressing a blaster to Hound's head, raising an optic.

"Sorry." He murmured. "My hand...uh, slipped?" He turned and quickly walked off.

She barely resisted pressing the trigger and replying 'So did mine'. Instead, she replaced her blaster and turned back to the two mechs she'd been watching earlier. Taking a deep, unnecessary breath, she walked over. "Hello Ratchet, Sideswipe."

Ratchet smiled broadly. "Ahh, hello Moonracer."

Sideswipe's optics narrowed suspiciously as his eyes raked her form. Cycling his own vents, he shook his head and turned away. "Later, Ratch." He began walking off.

Her spark plummeted a little, and Moonracer frowned. "Why does he always do that?"

Ratchet snickered a little. "He thinks you're a mech." When one of her optic ridges rose archly, he laughed a little more and began regailing her with tales of Bumblebee and even his own brother, Sunstreaker, while they were femmes. "It seems Sideswipe, as the humans would say, has a thing for 'blondes'."

By the time he was done, she was laughing, but it didn't last long. "How do I get him to see I'm not a mech?"

"I don't know." Ratchet snickered again. "But good luck with that."

Slapping his arm, she walked off and went in search of Sideswipe. It took a little, but she eventually found him on the training field and paused a moment to watch as he gracefully twisted and turned, slicing up the targets but amazingly avoiding the 'innocent' markers, meant to represent humans.

When he stopped, she waved. "Sideswipe? Can I talk to you?" She walked over. Seeing the look he shot her, she paused, her spark falling, but then glared. "Oh, no you don't!" She growled, reaching to catch his arm when he tried to wander off. "Just so you know, I'm not a mech. Never have been and hopefully never will be." Her optics narrowed. "I was created a femme through the allspark, thank you very much." She folded her arms over her chest and raised an optic ridge.

"Riiiiiiggghht. And what's in it for you, if I was that gullible?"

"Gullible? What do you mean, I swear I'm telling you the truth! Look, I heard about what happened-"

"Who hasn't?" He almost snarled, cooling jets switching on. "Not my best moments."

She snickered. "Oh, I don't know. I'd say they were pretty good." She giggled a little and raised an optic ridge. Then she shook her head. "Look, just ask anyone. In case you haven't noticed, I've had my aft grabbed like half a dozen times this week alone, from other mechs. If this was some stupid prank, you're not the only being fooled."

His optic ridge rose slowly, still he didn't seem to believe her.

She huffed indignantly, then smirked evilly. "Fine. Want proof?" When he stared at her unbelievingly, her smirk grew. She grasped the sides of her chest panels, pulled slightly, and moved her armor, revealing her spark.

Spluttering wildly, Sideswipe's optics went wide. "Uh....." He stared dumbly at the sight before him, all words seemingly escaping him.

Over by the entrance, Ironhide and Ratchet were staring as well, their own optics wide. Will was nestled on Ironhide's shoulder and his eyes were wide, even as his jaw dropped. "Did she...." Looking to the two mechs, he blinked in shock. "Did she just flash him???"

Exchanging a look, Ironhide shrugged. "It looks like it."

Ratchet nodded. "Yes, she most certainly did just....'flash him'." He snickered and walked off.

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Hope you like it.

R+R please.

Thank you.

Tenshi