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I guess I saw a difference with my writing when writing straight onto the computer so let's try this again.

The ending part will be a molded version of the sample chapter she was based off from.

Chapter 8

Sideswipe hit his helm on the wall of his and his brother's shared quarters. "Get. Out. Of. My. Head." He said between each hit. Sunstreaker slid into their quarters obviously taking a break from running. The black and yellow mech locked the door and still turned towards the entrance, trying to hear any threatening footsteps, started to scold his brother. "What are you doing?! You just went on a pranking spree and I'm getting all the blame and-" He jerked towards his sulking twin. "What's wrong with you?" Sideswipe stopped hitting his helm and gave him a depressed look. Sunstreaker's look softened. "It's Nightshade again, isn't it?" He nodded. "I thought you were over this." Sideswipe tensed still depressed. Sunstreaker went over to his brother and hugged him. "Nightshade." He whimpered. The black and yellow mech said nothing letting him drift into thought. 'I wish I could tell you. I wish I could tell you that she's here. That she misses you. That she hasn't changed. That she loves you…' But that wasn't possible…

"Thanks bro…" "Wait, did you just NOT call me Sunny." He smiled weakly. "Don't get used to it." "I don't plan to. What started this repeat of grief? I mean I thought, yah know." Sideswipe said nothing. He honestly didn't know what did himself. He couldn't like her. He refused to. He loved Nightshade. Wait…He loved Nightshade…with all his spark.

"Hey Sideswipe. Why don't you come pranking with me. I already have Ratchet after me so why not make this worth while." He relaxed then nodded. A mischievous grin over took his faceplates. He had a certain non-pranked femme in mind.

Perspective Change

Nightshade rubbed her optics while sitting in the medical bay like usual. "You're still not used to the night span here are you?" "Nope." She half yawned. "Go lay down." She happily nodded. She walked out of medical bay half asleep. By the time she reached the busy rec- room that couch seemed pretty good. Her optics off-lined to the busy chatter ringing in her audio receptors.

Perspective Change

Sideswipe smiled while doing his prank without his brother. He thought that if he was here he would totally ruin his plans. His plans may have or may have not back tracked some of his work.

Timeskip( 5 minutes)

(beginning of sample chapter)

Sideswipe felt the glare before he saw the glarer. As he re-entered the rec-room he stopped short, seeing who it was. Sunstreaker, of course, ran helm-first into his brother's back. Cursing, he pulled back before catching a hint of his twin's mood over their bond, "What did you do this time?" he growled. When his twin didn't immediately respond Sunstreaker peaked over the others shoulder, and saw that his brother's bad hid, 'Ah, so that's why the rec-room's so quiet'. Standing in the center of the deserted rec-room was a femme. Her base paint was black and blue, with gold edging her wings, of course that was hard to see under the bright orange paint now dribbling down her frame, disrupted only by the smiley face stickers that dotted it. The femme had her arms crossed on her chassis and was half glareing, half grinning at Sideswipe, who chose that moment to snap out of his shock.

"Ah, hello Streakshade! You look different, did you do something with your hair?" He pretended to look thoughtful, the prankster just couldn't resist having a bit more fun with it, even if he was digging his own grave just like Bulkhead did. A look of faked realization dawned, "No, it's that new paint isn't it? I must say, you look great in that new color, I told you she could pull off the orange didn't I Sunny?"

"I told you not to call me that", Sunstreaker muttered from around the palm now plastered to his face. The femme wasn't completely amused, she only continued to glare at the red twin with a shy that she was shy. There was silence for a time, a tense silence as the twins awaited her verdict. Finally Nightshade sighed and shook her helm.

"I was warned," she began tiredly as she was just awaken from a nap. "I knew that your pranks would come to me eventually, but really Sideswipe," she paused and waved a servo, indicating her entire frame, paint, stickers, and all, "This was the best you could do?" Said mech simply stared, caught off guard by the disappointment in her voice, Nightshade continued, mentally laughing at her sly act. "This prank is old, over used, and not particularly unique, though the addition of stickers to the paint is different, it's actually just an adaptation on the traditional glitter, and not a very far divergence either, the least you could have done is lace it with fast-drying glue and strew boxes of items about on the floor to make a collogue, or add paintballs for a more mottled approach, all in all, your attempt shows little imagination or creativity, and is disappointingly. . . juvenile." As she ended her speech she returned to glaring at her audience, seemingly daring them to repute her judgment. Sunstreaker was trying, and failing, to stop laughing at his brother's shock. The irony that Sideswipe was not aware of sent him into a second round of uncontrollable laughter. Sideswipe on the other hand was not happy, when someone insulted his pranks they were, in extension, insulting him.

"You wouldn't know a good prank if it hit you in the faceplate!" Sideswipe regretted the yelling and his language, but he was having a very bad and emotional day.

"Oh, really?" The change in her tone stopped Sideswipe's anger cold, he looked at her, and shivered at the smirk that was forming on her lip components, it was almost a smile, "Is that . . . a challenge?" As Sideswipe continued to stare, speechless, Nightshade stepped forward, quickly closing the distance between them, so that their noses nearly touched, reminding him of how tall she actually was compared to most femmes. Her optics were half shuttered as her breath brushed his faceplate, "Challenge," she purred, "Accepted." And with that the smirk broke into a true devil's grin, she took a slow step back, then, still smiling she turned on her heel, brushing her servo against Sideswipe's and exited the room. For a moment the twins just stood there, then they turned to each other, they didn't need to use their bond to know they were thinking the same thing: What had they begun?

End Chapter

The sample chapter belongs to scelcat, not me! Sorry if she seems a bit off character.

I just molded the chapter to fit it a bit better.

Next couple of chapter with be… let's just say we get to met the mischievous side of Nightshade…

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