Chapter Two

10th December, 2005

Something jolted him out of recharge. He was up immediately, his laser drawn from sub-space and aimed in the direction of the source.

Nothing.

"Ah!! Slaggin' recharge initiators!"

He grumbled loudly, laser returned into subspace and he was again on his back staring up at those damn fairies.

Now he had that feeling something was watching him. He got up, activated the lights and began searching the room. Millions of years of war and action had finely tuned his sensors, and when they told him someone or something was watching him. Could it possibly be a camera? He wondered… well, that could either support Decepticons as the culprits or a few Autobots. Of course, the Decepticons had bigger concerns then what the twins got up too and the Autobots, well, to be honest, those that would bother about such an invasion were offline, permanently – unless the camera had been placed there before their demise and only now it had activated.

Well, that thought caused a rush of paranoia through his systems. The twin began searching through their possessions to find the source of the damn camera. He was on his knees, poking about the boxes of things under his berth.

"What ya lost, bro?"

"There's a fucking camera in here!"

He growled to his twin who had just walked in.

"Seriously? A camera?"

"Yeah".

"There's one in the drawer".

"Seriously? How long has it been there?"

The yellow brother was up on his feet and over to the drawer rummaging through the contents.

"I dunno, I got it from Spike a few years back, you know, that little thing he had for his offspring's mucous covered explosion into this world".

Sunstreaker turned to look at his twin, the small black box that contained the camera in his hand.

"I don't mean this; I mean someone has snuck in here and placed a camera in this room!"

"What the slag makes you think there's a camera in here?"

"Because I can feel someone is watching me!"

He growled.

"Bro, I think you need to just settle down, maybe go bother Aid for another recharge initiator".

"Look, this is going to sound crazy, but the last few nights I've been feeling as if someone is watching me. I'm sure there's something in here watching us".

"Oh, don't be so paranoid, for Vector's sake, there's no camera in here, there's no one out to watch us, and if the only people who probably would have been offline for a few months, so stop freaking out over nothing. Cos, seriously bro, there's a lot of vacant rooms, so don't creep me out or I'll move out!"

"Sigh. Fine, don't believe, but just don't come whinging to me when your naked aft ends up on YouTube!"

"I'm pretty sure my naked aft is already on YouTube, and face book, and twitter, and MySpace and a few other sites that you need a credit card to access… heheh".

"Oh for slag's sake!"

Sunstreaker threw a broken digi pad at his twin.

"Oh! You're going down!"

Sideswipe picked up a raggy old magazine with a femme plastered over the front and was about to flick it when there was a sudden loud thump.

"What was that?"

The red twin asked as he lowered his arm turning his head over to the direction of the sound.

Sunstreaker was already walking towards the small side table that had fallen on its side.

"How did that happen?"

Sideswipe inquired as he dropped the magazine on the bench.

"I dunno…"

The golden twin picked up the table and began to examine the legs of the small wooden piece.

"It's perfectly even…"

He handed it to his brother.

"That's just weird, bro".

"I'm telling you, someone's doing something to annoy us. To annoy me. The camera, this, its gotta be someone's prank".

"OUCH! SLAG!!"

"What?"

Sunstreaker screeched at his brother.

"Hahaha! Nothing! Dude, you're too much fun when you get this riled up! Well, I'm getting out of here, got a date with Minute".

"Minute? That grey femme off the new transport?"

"Yeah!"

"Slaggin pit yeah, that femme is gyrating!!"

"I sure hope so bro, so don't wait up. I just came back here to get… this".

He held up a bottle of wax from the bench and began to lather it over his face.

"Yeah, I'm hard to resist when I'm all shiny!"

"Slag you".

"Hahah, catch ya later bro!"

The red twin left, the doors closing behind him, leaving Sunstreaker alone in the room he was sure was bugged.

"Slag this".

Sunstreaker walked out the room.