A/N:Whoo! Guess what day it is? XD I'll give you a hint, it's not Hump day, and I'm not a Camel! XD

I can't say I'm happy with chapter, cause I'm not. The scene with Elita, Optimus, and Ironhide just doesn't feel like it fits, but it has to be there, ya know? It might just be me though...

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IBrokeThe4thWall: I'm not worried about it, I just thought my mom was funny! I'm just not the type to go out and enjoy relationships. I'm more of the person who if ever is in a relationship, I'd want the other person to live in another house. I enjoy solitude, and anything I can do alone. XD I'm such a loner it's not funny. Blue can't help it. Primus is just a jerk to him! A big meanie! Ironhide has mad skills on collecting Black mail. XD

Autobotschic: XD That would be awesome! I would think you would have learned not to that by now... XD

Birdroe: What's that in the sky? Is it a plane, No! Is it a pterodactyl? No! OH GOD! IT'S AN UPDATE! XD Thank you very much! I try to update every Saturday!

Kokua Aviatrix: XD *Snickers with you*

Answerthecall: XD Thank you so much! It would! He just wouldn't know how to say it. XD

Shizuka Taiyou: I would hope so! He better not Traumatize Barricade! XD

Zrexheartz: Thank you so much! I'm happy you enjoyed it!

Bluestreak stared at Hound as the mech hung halfway off his berth, still in recharge. His helm hung right in front of Bluestreak's face, scaring the scrap out of him when he woke up.

Bluestreak smiled as he slipped out of his berth. They still had a joor before the tour. He might as well use this time to comm. his sire. He walked over to the communication hub that sat in the corner of his room, and sat down in front of it.

He typed in the communication line, and labeled it as Synchro. "Communicating with Synchro." The comm. system announced. Bluestreak cursed as he turned to make sure Hound didn't wake up. Hound still was somehow balanced halfway off the berth.

"House of He- Lord Bluestreak!" Charger smiled from his place in front of the hub. "We thought you would have called last night! Are you having fun? How is it there? "

Bluestreak smiled. "Hello Charger. I'm doing fine! My room mate is really nice, and my room is really cool as well! How are you?"

"I'm good, but back to the good stuff! Is your room mate cute?"

"Charger!"

"What?"

Charger's face was shoved out of the way, and Synchro's took its place. "Blue, you're coming home right now!"

"Um, I-"

Synchro's face was pushed out of the way. "No!" Jazz sat in the chair, and leaned in. "Prowler said if you come back he's gonna beat you."

"I don't think he said that." Bluestreak deadpanned.

"Okay, he didn' say that exactly, but it was pretty fraggin' scary." Jazz nodded, only to be pushed out of the chair. Synchro took his seat.

"You're coming back. Sire can't live without you."

"Sire, don't joke about that!" Bluestreak scolded, a bit too loud. He cringed as a crash and a small scream echoed in the room. Bluestreak quickly turned.

Hound was tangled on the ground, not bothering to get up as he groaned. "Ow."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm not sure. I think I'll be fine after a couple more breems of recharge." Hound mumbled.

"We have the tour in a joor." Bluestreak informed.

"Oh yeah, I better get cleaned up. I'm covered," He glanced down at his armor, "Never mind, I'm clean. I'm usually pretty dirty!" He stood up with a smile.

"Blue, I'm over here!" Synchro's voice yelled. "I am talking to you! Do not ignore me!"

Hound ran over to comm., and pushed his helm in next to Bluestreak's. "Who are you? Oh wow, your wings are really pretty! They look like Bluestreak's, but the design. Wow."

Synchro glared. "Have you been talking to Bluestreak with that tone?"

"Uh, yes." Hound answered.

"Are you planning to court him?"

"Wh-"

"If you're not planning to court Bluestreak please refrain from saying such vulgar things around him! Pervert!" Synchro crossed his arms and looked away.

Hound stared in shock as he slowly backed away from the comm. Bluestreak released a nervous chuckle. "Sire, he doesn't know our customs, it's fine."

"He's been talking to you like that? YOU'RE COMING HOME RIGHT NOW! EVEN IF I HAVE TO DRAG YOUR AFT BA-"

Synchro was quickly pushed out of the way, and Prowl sat down. "Ignore him. If you don't stay there, I will never speak to you again."

Bluestreak's face turned to one of pure horror. "Prowl!" He pushed his helm closer to the camera. "Jazz said that you said something scary, but I didn't think it was going to be so horrific!"

Prowl rolled his optics. "Bluestreak, I am being serious. You wanted to do this, and if there is one thing I've learned from you, it's not to give up. I won't be the one who lets you."

"Prowl, I'm not even thinking about giving up! I have a job to do here! You take care of Sire, and don't slack off in your work!" Bluestreak winked.

Jazz's laughter could be heard from off camera. Prowl glared to his right. "Jazz, I will beat your aft. I have the power to, so do not challenge me."

Charger shoved Prowl off the seat. "Lord Bluestreak control your family! They're all stealing my seat!"

Synchro pushed his helm into camera view. "Prowl is such a good bot! I love him! He's so strong!"

"That's nice, Sire. I have to go. I'll talk to you later."

Charger shoved Synchro off the seat. "Lord Bluestreak, wait! Please try to control your family! They're all stealing my seat!"

Bluestreak laughed. "Alright, Charger."

The comm. quickly ended, and Bluestreak sighed.

"Was the black and white bot your brother?"

"Hmm?" Bluestreak turned to Hound. "Which one?"

"The one with the red chevron."

"Prowl? No. He's not." Bluestreak shook his helm. Did they look like brothers?

Hound frowned. "You guys look so much a like though!"

"Yeah, but we're not siblings."

"Oh." Hound frowned. "Do you remember where the assembly room is?"

Bluestreak frowned. "No. I was kind of hoping you did."

"I don't remember. I was hoping you remembered."

"Aww."

Hound shrugged. "Oh well. We can always wonder around until we find it." He suggested.

"Can't help but notice your new favorite didn't show up." Elita walked into Optimus's office. Ironhide stood at the side of his desk, and glared at the pink femme.

"Who exactly are you talking about?" Optimus asked as he signed another data pad.

"Who? I am talking about Bluestreak. He didn't show up for assembly this morning, or the tour of the building. Neither did his room mate."

Ironhide stepped forward. "What are you insinuating? Are you trying to say Blue killed the mech, and ran?"

Elita-one glared. "Yes, that's the most logical decision."

Ironhide growled. "Blue wouldn't do that, so take it the frag back!"

Optimus sighed. "Elita-One, I will ask for Codex to check the security cameras to search for the two." Optimus stood up and began walking out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Ironhide glared.

Optimus glanced back. "A break from this room would be nice."

"Without me? I don't think so." Ironhide shook his helm as he walked past Elita-One. "Crazy fragger. What if there's an assassin?"

"You would know." Elita insulted.

Ironhide ignored the femme as Optimus glanced back. "Would you like me to give Bluestreak a mission?"

Elita-One glared. "No."

"I will give him one, and only because the mech has to do something to earn your trust. Ironhide, is this alright with you?"

Ironhide paused. "Let me hear what the mission is first."

Bluestreak sighed as Hound and he came up on another dead end. Hound groaned. "I could have sworn that was the right way!"

Bluestreak stared at the wall, and turned around. "All we can do is kee-"

"Blue, what the frag are you doing here?"

Bluestreak jumped. Ironhide stood behind the two with raised optic ridges. "Ironhide!" Bluestreak leapt forward, and jumped into Ironhide's arms. "We were lost, and had no idea where we were. Hound and I were looking for the assembly hall, but we just ended up here!"

Ironhide laughed. "Poor guys. You want me to ask Chromia to help you out. Elita-One gave her the blueprints of the building."

Bluestreak frowned at the tone Ironhide had. "That would be nice."

"The assembly already ended. I was just heading to pick up the Prime."

"Optimus Prime?" Hound asked.

Ironhide nodded. "Yes. I'm his body guard."

Hound stared at Ironhide with amazement. "Wow. Prime's personal body guard. Wait, if you're here, where's Prime?"

"In his room, behind you."

Bluestreak and Hound turned around and stared at the door. "Oh." Bluestreak chuckled. "So, about Chromia's nice map."

Ironhide snorted. "Yeah, yeah. I'll get her."

Hound and Bluestreak stood in front of the assembly hall. Chromia had been kind enough to show up with Barricade in tow, and was also mean enough to point out why bots shouldn't put two idiots in the same room before leading them to where they stood now.

The air around the two was very awkward. They stood silently and watched as bots walked down the hall having a good time. Hound glanced over to Bluestreak. "Your family's really nice."

"Um, yeah." Bluestreak nodded. "What is your family like?"

"I'm the second of five." Hound leaned back against the wall. "My family is pretty high caste. I can't say my creators were stuck up, but I guess they are, kind of. They're nothing like your sire. You're high caste, right?"

"I wouldn't say that. I guess, it would be right to say that I'm lower caste."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Didn't somebody call you Lord though?"

"Hmm, Charger did. He works for the family, he helped raise me, well, him and his bonded."

"So, you're pretty rich!" Hound smiled. "That makes you high caste."

Bluestreak frowned. "I don't know. I've never paid too much attention to that."

"Oh, I see." Hound sighed. "What do we do now? I was supposed to get my schedule at the meeting. We missed it."

"Frag right you missed it."

The two bots turned too looked to the bot that seemed to be speaking to them. Elita-one stood in the hall, and glared at the two. "Come on. Follow me."

Hound and Bluestreak looked over to each other, and slowly followed the pink femme. "Commander Elita, why are you giving us a tour?"

"I'm not." Elita answered. "You two have a mission. Congrats. Nothing important, just going to go gather some recruits."

Bluestreak frowned. "Where?"

"Kaon." Elita smirked. "You've been there before, haven't you, Blue?"

Bluestreak frowned. "Once. N-not for very long."

Elita-one snorted. "Yeah, well I'm sure with Hound with you, no misfortune will befall you this time."

Hound glanced over to the nervous Bluestreak beside him. "We can't go to Kaon! It's really dangerous."

"Orders from the Prime." Elita answered.

Bluestreak nodded. "I-I see. I can go, but I d-don't think Hound is comfortable going to Kaon."

"W-What? No, you can't go! Not alone! I don't care if you've been there before, I won't let you go alone! We're roomies!" Hound yelled.

Elita-One smirked. "Then I guess that is settled. You're trip will take approximately three orns to get to Koan, and another three to four to get back. You leave in the morning."