Me (Sam): Hotshot...
Hotshot: *Oh frick-* Hi!
Me (Sam): What are you doing?...
Hotshot: Just minding my own business!
Me (Sam): Oh really?
Hotshot: Yeah!
Me (Sam): Then why are you putting a bunch of paper cups filled with pink paint in front of Wedge's door?
Hotshot💭: Oh Primus... Ooh! I know!
Hotshot: Wedge asked me if I could give him a new paint job! Haha!
Me (Sam): 1st: Then shouldn't he go to someone to do that rather than stepping on paper cups?
2nd: Why would he want pink?
Hotshot: Cause he's gay- (THIS IS A JOKE)
Me (Sam): I wasn't done talking.
Hotshot: Fine.
Me (Sam): And 3rd: Do you think I'm stupid?
Hotshot: No? Why would I?
Hotshot💭: Yes. Autobots have a stronger mind than humans, and are always smarter!
Me (Sam): Cause you know that I created you and everyone in this AU. I know exactly what you're thinking. So if anything, I'm not an idiot, you are though. So if I check back on the academy in the morning and this isn't cleaned up then I will get Heatwave-
Hotshot: Deal! I'll get straight to cleaning this right now! Btw sorry for calling you stupid! I was just joking, because I know you can read my mind! *Nervously* Hahaha!
Me (Sam): Yeah right. Bye-Bye!
Hotshot: Bye Sam...
Hotshot💭: Dang! I sometimes hate her. She gets on my nerves!
Me back at my security room: *Gets on comms* Hey Heatwave?
Heatwave: What? I'm about to go to sleep. Also you're a kid. It's 2 am. You should be in bed.
Me (Sam): Same back to you for that last part. Anyways, Hotshot just tried to prank Wedge by putting small paper cups of paint right outside of his door. I stopped him but just to let you know, it happened just a minute ago, meaning-
Heatwave: Hotshot is still up?!
Me (Sam): Yep. Give him a few minutes though, he's cleaning it up right now.
Heatwave: Why didn't you warn him before getting me? Not that I'm complaining.
Me (Sam): I did. I just used my telepathy to overhear him saying that "Dang, I sometimes hate her! She gets on my nerves!"
Heatwave: Ohhhh, for revenge. Okay. I'll set a timer for 5-10 minutes. Then-
Me (Sam): Btw, he stays up a lot, usually gets less than 5 hours of sleep. He uses makeup to cover the bags under his eyes. Once you put him to bed, go find that Makeup and take it from him! He will then have no choice but to get a good amount of sleep!
Heatwave: Noted and practically already done.
The next morning:
Hotshot: (as he's sitting in the time out corner chair, with no make-up on his face, revealing the heavy bags under his eyes), I hate you Sam!
Me (Sam): I love you too bud!
Hotshot: *Groans* You're so annoying!
Me (Sam): I know! You are too! Your whole team along with everybody else has already agreed with me on that!
Hotshot: What?! I'm not-
Me (Sam): *Teleports away*
Hotshot: That little jerk! (Cause he surprisingly doesn't curse)
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