A/N: I was surprised on my report card to see a 91 in my AP biology course. I swear, I hadn't made over a 75 on anything my teacher had given us! I'm in heaven right now XD

Sorry this is a sucky chapter today, but an update is an update. I'll do better next week, I promise!

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Mimic spawled himself across the rec room couch. "I'm in pain."

Prowl sat at the table behind him. "I wonder why?"

Mimic growled. "It's your fault! If you had-"

"Do not blame me. I was doing everything correctly."

Mimic pouted as Prowl crossed his legs. The almost empty room filled with silence as the two bots quit talking.

Wheeljack peeked into the rec room. He smiled when he spotted Prowl and Mimic. "Hey you guys!"

"Good evening, Wheeljack." Prowl nodded.

Wheeljack smiled. "Good evening to you too, Prowl! I'm just happy to have my old lab partner back! Percepter and I are going to start re-building Ironhide!"

Prowl nodded. "I am surprised you did not invite Unicronia to help."

"He did!" Mimic cut in. "But that was when Unicronia was still upset at Perceptor for messing around with her wiring."

Prowl frowned. "I've been hearing that he is also questioning humans about strange topics."

Wheeljack gave a nervous chuckle. "He's a mech of science. He can't help it."

Mimic looked over the couch. "Is Unicronia still mad at me?"

"Why would she be mad at you?" Wheeljack's helm fell to the side.

"Because I've been naughty." Mimic purred seductively.

Prowl sighed, "And you have already been punished."

Wheeljack backed up. "Are you two having a moment? Because I can leave."

Prowl shook his helm. "He was talking to you, Wheeljack. Apparently the other day he was disgui-"

"NOOOO!" Mimic leaped over the couch, and covered Prowl's mouth. "He's insane! He has no idea what he's talking about! Don't listen to him!"

Wheeljack frowned. "Okay then, I'm going to go get some recharge. You guys have fun." Wheeljack slowly backed up out of the rec room.

Prowl looked over to Mimic the servos were slowly removed from his mouth. "Touch my face again, and I'll make sure you do not have the ability to do so ever again."

A wicked smirk crossed Unicronia's face. "I'VE DONE IT!"

A few helms turned to her. Far Stop raised an optic ridge. "What did you do?"

"I created a Mimic replacement!" She smiled down at the small box. She passed a red button over to Far Stop. He frowned. "Press it!"

"Do I want to?"

Unicronia slammed her servo over the button, a tiny spark flew off it, and a metal helm popped out the box. "FRAG ME!"

Far Stop snorted. "Really?"

Unicronia pushed the helm back in, and closed the box. "Press it again!"

Far Stop pressed the button, a spark zapped out, and the help extended out of the box. "FRAG ME!"

Far Stop went into hystarics. "OH PRIMUS! This is perfect!"

Unicronia smiled at her acheivement. "We can take it anywhere!"

Bow Caster frowned. She shook her helm, and walked away. Far Stop smiled. "She likes it."

Unicronia glared at the other femme. "I don't like her. She's creepy."

"You know, she's quite the chatter box when you're not around."

Unicronia frowned. "Glitch!"

Far Stop smiled. "You want to piss Mimic off?"

"Yes." Unicronia answered bluntly.

"Let's go show hiim this."

Unicronia smiled. "Oh please! Can we?"

"Yeah." Far Stop smirked. "By the way, what did he do to piss you off?"

"He slept with Wheeljack while under the disguise of me!"

"No!"

"Yes!" Unicronia nodded. "I would have never known if he hadn't of told me, so he gets points for honesty."

"How many?"

"One out of a thousand."

Far Stop smiled. "If it makes you feel any better, he did it to Sunstreaker too."

"That doesn't make me feel any better."

Far Stop shrugged. "It didn't make Sunstreaker feel very well either. He was pretty upset that Mimic scratched his paint and didn't fix it."

Unicronia frowned. "You have to fix Sunstreaker's paint?"

"Sometimes." Far Stop shrugged.

Unicronia grabber her box, and the button. "I'm going to go piss Mimic off now."

Far Stop laughed. "Alright. Have fun!"

"I will!"

Unicronia smiled evilly as she stood in front of the rec room. She pulled a small packet out of her sub space, and opened the button up. She pressed the packet in, and sealed the button up. She smiled as she walked into the rec room. "Mimic!"

"Lady Unicronia!"

"Shut up. I made something for you! Just press the button, and a surprise will pop out of the box!"

Mimic looked down at the button, and shrugged. He smashed the button down, and- BOOM!~

Unicronia and Mimc both laid in the center of the rec room. The small box landed between them. "FRAG ME!"

"Hey, Mimic?"

"Yes, Lady Unicronia?"

"Is my lower half over there?"

"By the energon dispenser. Do you see my arm?"

"No."

THUD!

Mimic cursed. "Found it."

"one, two, three!" Unicronia's digit was pressed against her nose in a millisecond. "NOSE GOES!"

"That's no fair! I don't have any digits!"

Unicronia laughed. "Too bad!"

Ratchet sighed as he stared at the two. "Unicronia, do you know how lucky you are that you didn't offline?"

"No, inform me please, Ratchet."

Ratchet glared. "I will rip your face from your body!"

Unicronia frowned. "Is that- Is that possible?"

"Yes." Mimic answered.

"You!" Ratchet pointed to Mimic. "Shut up!"

"In my defense, Ratchet, " Unicronia started. "I had no idea black powder was that explosive."

"Black powder?" Mimic asked.

"I stuck it in the button, so that the friction would cause an explosion."

"You were trying to kill me?!"

"In my defense, you did sleep with Wheeljack, the mech I had been trying to get since the academy."

Mimic glared. "You- You Decepticon!"

Unicronia's mouth went wide. "If I had my legs, I would kick you right in the interface panel!"

"Joke's on you, I wear extra armor there!"

"Not like you need it!"

Ratchet groaned. "I quit. That's it." He walked out of the med bay, leaving the two yelling insults at each other.