A/N: I feel like it was time for an Update, so I did. XD

REVIEWS

Zrexheartz: You're telling me! XD

Autobotschic: I love him. If it wasn't for the fear that he might kill me in my sleep I'd totally marry him.

Shizuka Taiyou: You have to cut her some slack. I mean, it was her idea, but it would also be her fault if anything happened to Optimus. I know I'd be highly suspicious if I was in the middle of a crime groups head quarters with the President. XD

Bluestreak slowly followed Synchro into his unit. He watched as Synchro sat down at the table with a sigh. "I cannot say I'm doing well these days."

Bluestreak looked down at the ground. His pedes shuffled a bit as he started feeling a little anxious. "You'll get better."

"No." Synchro turned his head to stare out the window. "Can't say I will. I'm getting old, Blue."

Bluestreak sat down next to Synchro. "You're not old."

"I am, and you know it." Synchro leaned back slightly. "Blue, I can't be around forever, and I won't be. What happened to the mech who ran off to live the city life in Praxus? You know, the one who became a youngling teacher, and raised two sparklings of his own?"

Bluestreak frowned. "I don't know. He's probably long gone."

"Nonsense. I'm sure he's still in there."

"I don't want to leave."

"I'm not asking you to leave, Blue. I just want to make sure you can stand alone when I'm gone. I want you to be able to make your own choices, and stand tall with pride. I don't want you to be lost and scared." Synchro turned to Bluestreak.

"When you were young, I wasn't around a lot. You stayed with Crypt and Charger most of the time." Synchro frowned. "I was a pretty bad sire, I know that, so I told myself when you got older, you would understand why I wasn't around. I guess you did, and you grew up big and tall. Striker caused you to fall. If it wasn't for him, you would still be standing tall. You would have everything you needed. You would still be doing what you loved, and you wouldn't be sitting here right now."

"That's not true." Bluestreak sighed. "I wasn't standing tall on my own. I was crawling. I could barely afford the energon for Smokescreen and Prowl, let alone myself. Most of my funds went to the bills of living in my unit. I was far from tall."

"What was it that Crypt once told me?" Synchro leaned back in his chair and sighed. "Something along the lines of, 'Sometimes by pretending, you become.' Something like that anyways."

"I always felt really alone." Bluestreak glanced down. "I became a youngling teacher, and that helped distract me from it, but when I came back to my unit to find it empty, the loneliness just came back. I ended up adopting Smokescreen, and I didn't feel so lonely anymore. Then he grew up, and left me behind."

"Younglings tend to do that." Synchro laughed.

"I know. I adopted Prowl after a while. He was so cute. He still is, but he's leaving me too. I don't think I can take it if you leave me as well. You're all I have, Sire." Bluestreak stared at the table, his doorwings drooping against his back

For an astrosecond Synchro saw a broken youngling. He shook his helm. "You haven't lost any of them, Blue. Prowl is still here, he still cares for you. Smokescreen's working to become a Psychiatrist. He's still here too. They never left you. I have to go though. Just like some day, you'll have to go too."

Bluestreak shook his helm. "No."

"No?" Synchro chuckled. "Still a little sparkling inside, huh? You know how to decide the quality of life you had?"

"How?"

"By the amounts of regret you possess when it's time to leave." Synchro leaned back. "I only have one, and that was not being there for you when you were small. That's the only one I have. I guess I used Prowl to try and make it up to you."

Bluestreak smiled. "That's was nice of you."

Synchro shook his helm. "It made me realize how much of your life I missed. I felt horrible about it. That's just one of the reasons I know you can live without me. You've done it before."

Bluestreak went silent. He let his helm fall to the table, and sat there. He turned his helm away from Synchro and stared at the wall, his optics welling up with energon.

Synchro sighed. "I don't know else to say, Blue. I'm going to offline eventually, and you'll live through it. Life goes on."

Bluestreak shook his helm as his optics watered over. "Who all knows?" He voice crackled out.

"You are the last to find out." Synchro answered. "I was going to tell you, but you had that mental breakdown. It wasn't the time to add that on top of it all."

"Sometimes I wish I never came back here."

Synchro frowned as he stood up. "I don't blame you. It would have saved you a slagging lot of hurt."

Bluestreak wiped his face and stood up. "That thought never stays long though. I don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for you. I probably would have died. Striker would have killed me for not giving his credits to him."

"He would not have lived very long then." Synchro answered. "Come on. We need to get ready for the meeting."

Bluestreak nodded.

Sliver transformed along with her sister as they arrived in Kaon. "Sunstreaker and Sideswipe huh? I never thought we would be seeing them again."

Scatter Frost stood next to her sister. "There's always a chance of meeting everyone. You just have to think about it a little more."

Sliver shrugged. "Where do you think they are? I mean this is kaon. They could literally be anywhere."

Scatter Frost smirked. "Looks like we'll have to party to find them!"

"Frost! We can't! This is important!"

Scatter Frost turned back to her sister. "Calm down. Do you really think Sideswipe and Sunstreaker would tell?"

"If they were given the right offer, yes."

Scatter Frost sighed. "Point taken."

Sunstreaker sighed as he leaned back to get a better view of the painting he was working on. It wasn't right! He hit the half-finished painting down to the ground. They never turned out right!

Sideswipe sat up quickly. "What the frag?"

"I'm going out." Sunstreaker stomped towards the bar's door.

"I'm not cleaning this up! Lore is going to kill you!" Sideswipe groaned as the door closed behind the golden warrior. "I'm not cleaning that slag up." Sideswipe glanced around the empty bar. "Slag it!" He stood up and picked the painting up. "Hey… This is that Silverstreak. What's he doing painting that guy?"

The door slid open. Sideswipe jumped up, dropping the painting. "I DIDN'T DO IT!"

"Nobody said you did."

Sideswipe frowned at the voice. That voice only belong to two bots. "Which one are you?"

The femme laughed. "Who said I was only one?"

Sideswipe glared. "I don't like your processor games. What do you want?"

The femme frowned as she walked in. "I'm Scatter Frost. It wouldn't do any good to remember my sister is supposed to be here with Sunny in an astroklik."

"I thought you two were well on your way out of Kaon." Sideswipe smirked.

"We are. We're here on business."

"Funny. You're the second bot to say that to me. The first was a funny little gray door winger."

Scatter Frost glared. "Seems like Kaon is the center of business, huh?"

/Sideswipe, get out of that slagging bar!/

/Sunny! Hi. If you are referring to Scatter Frost and Sliver. One of them is already here. You're too late./

Sideswipe sat down at one of the tables, and patted the place across from him. "Sit."

Scatter Frost nodded, and sat down. "They're here."

As soon as the words left Scatter Frost's mouth, Sunstreaker was shoved through the door. "Scatter! Look I found him!"

Scatter Frost nodded. "Now, as for the business we're here on. I need you guys to keep your mouth's shut about Lord Bluestreak."

"Bluestreak?" Sunstreaker stood up as he glared at the two femmes. "Never heard of him."

Sliver shoved Sunstreaker. "He was the one who shot Sentinel!"

"I'm pretty sure that mech was called Silverstreak." Sideswipe smirked. "Are you messing with us?"

"Lord Bluestreak uses that as an Alias!"

"Why the frag would we tell anybody anyways?" Sunstreaker glared.

Sliver frowned. "If you were paid enough credits, you would."

Sunstreaker crossed his servos. "And how much are you willing to pay for us to keep our lips shut?"

"Nothing. You're just lucky you're alive. If it wasn't for Lord Bluestreak, you'd be dead. He specifically asked for you two not to be hurt."

"My paintjob is hurt!" Sunstreaker glared.

Scatter Frost snorted. "Who cares? At least it matches your horrible personality now."

Sunstreaker growled. "What?"

"She said your horrible paintjob matches your horrible personality." Sideswipe snickered.

"Shut your mouth, Sideswipe!"

Sideswipe stood up. "Listen, it's nice and all for you two to care so much about your Lord Bluestreak, but me and Sunny aren't planning to stay in Kaon much longer. Those disgusting Decepticons are starting to use this as their main place of operations, and quite frankly, we're more of Autobots."

Scatter Frost stood up. "It's your secret until you offline, got it? Don't make us hunt you down after all this. We will."

Sideswipe smiled. "We know! Us split sparks have to stick together, you know?"

Scatter Frost and Sliver glanced at each other. The slowly nodded. "We agree that you know, and we beg to differ that us split sparks have to stick together. We don't, and we won't." The two quickly left the room.

Sideswipe frowned. "I've never wanted to hit a femme harder."

Sunstreaker snorted. "I have. It was you though."

"Hey!"