Behave

Meanwhile, as Alexa was going home, Bumblebee, Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker were heading back to base. Bumblebee was all ready to go back to vacationing with Sam, so he hurried along in the front. Nothing like a Decepticon to ruin the day.

Sideswipe grinned, "So Sunny, whatcha think of the femme?"

Sunstreaker growled at the nickname. "She's quiet and shy."

"Aw come on. She's got pretty blue optics, you have to admit."

"I don't have to admit anything."

Bee sighed. "Are femmes all you think about Sides?" he asked. "The poor femme is new here, give her a little time to get settled first before you start... attempting to get her attention."

Sides pouted a bit, "Aw, but that's no fun."

"Quit acting like a kid Sides," Sunstreaker growled, "Bee's right. She has plenty of responsibility right now without you coming along."

"Can't I admire her at least?"

Bee snorted. "Not in a creepy way," he grinned. "Maybe you could visit her in the parking lot. Prime is going to have whoever is down that way check in with her anyway...," Bee wondered if he was going to regret saying that later.

Sides grinned brightly, "That's an idea!"
"Wonderful..." Sunstreaker muttered. The poor femme would end up hating mechs after meeting Sides.

Great thought Bee. "Just don't bother her ok? Your just down there to get a report and check in on her... Not... whatever you do," he sighed. Bumblebee generally let femmes have their own space. He wasn't looking, but it seemed that Sideswipe eternally was. Somehow, it never worked out either.

"I won't bother her," Sides huffed, "I'll just be friendly."
Sunstreaker snorted at this, "Yeah, friendly."

Bee decided to drop the topic. They were at base anyway, and pulled on through the security gates, calling a cheerful hello to the humans guarding them. He kept driving until he was inside the warehouse that served as the base's cover. Then it was a quick drive down a ramp and he was inside the huge, Cybertronian sized base. He transformed and stretched, looking around at the smooth rock walls surrounding him.

Sides and Sunstreaker followed and also transformed. Sides sighed. Now to talk to Optimus Prime about the mission or whatever he wanted to call it. Sunstreaker briefly checked a Cybertronian sized mirror for dust and sighed. Getting a good wash was next on his list.
A dark blue femme with racing stripes walked up, spikes twitching.
"Hey Star, we met the new femme!" Sides exclaimed. Electrostar was the resident intelligence officer. Around a year ago, she had also gotten bonded to Prowl. This wasn't very surprising since they had several things in common, such as a no-nonsense attitude.

"Did you bother her even when taking on that Con?" Star frowned, hands on her hips.

She's such a good match for Prowl, Bumblebee thought, holding back a snicker.

"Aw Star, I'm not that bad..."

"Close enough," Star rolled her optics, "And if I find out you're bothering her otherwise..."

"I'll behave!" Sides held up his hands defensively.

"You'd better. Prime's waiting for you in the office," Star nods to the others.

"Mama!" a flash of blue gray glomped her.

"Hey Scatterstar," Star grinned, her expression softening. Scatterstar was a few months old now and growing rapidly.

Prowl hurried down the hall after his escaped daughter, and then plucked her up off the floor. "What did I tell you about running off?" he sighed before glancing over at Sideswipe. "You. Go see Prime before my good mood wears off," he told him.

Bee decided now was a good time to hurry away to see Prime.

"I saw Mama," Scatter cuddled into him, purring lightly. Sides and Sunstreaker quickly followed.
Star sighed, and then grinned at Scatter, "You should have asked. You know that."
"I sowwy," Scatter's spikes were tall like Star's, so she had them flopped to go with the puppy face she gave her parents, giving her a rather pitiful expression.

Bee grinned at the little family before standing in front of Prime's office door and knocking. It was a human thing he had picked up on, and they hadn't installed the automatic door scanners yet. Prime pressed a button by the wall and let the three in. "Hello," he said, and gestured for them all to sit down.

Sides and Sunstreaker sat down. Sides was grinning as usual. He couldn't wait to see the new femme again. Sunstreaker flicked him and frowned. He could tell Sides was thinking about the new femme again already through their sibling bond. The bond had formed at birth. Their sparks should have been combined as one, but they had split apart. No one knew why. Cybertronian twins were a complete mystery. Thus, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker had a very strong bond between them that allowed them to send feelings and "talk" to each other.

Prime didn't notice the spark-talk though, and continued to ask the three for their report, and how the new little femme was doing, as well as her human. Bumblebee gave the report, stating that the femme seemed fine, but the human was very frightened.

Sunstreaker added that the femme seemed to have calmed the human down and both would be fine. Sides wasn't paying any attention whatsoever.

Prime sighed, and nodded. "Alright. I want one of you three down there to check up on her every week. Get a report and make sure she's alright. Keep an eye on the girl as well," he told them. "Dismissed."

Bee nodded and walked off.

Sides grinned at the last sentence and nearly skipped off, but pretended to be calm. Sunstreaker groaned at the excitement flowing through their bond from Sides. Poor femme.