Megatron's twin

15:Night time trip. part 2

I giggled, "give me some." I demanded. Smoke and Bee gave me some and watched what would happen. I took the wrenches and transformed into my jet, slowly hovering higher untill I reached a vent high up. I transformed and clung to it's edges, surprisingly I didn't fall. I was tipsy after all.

I put the wrenches in the vent and flew back down to where Smoke and Bee were snickering. "He'll never get 'em." Smoke laughed and Bee nodded. "We should... Hide... The... Rest." Bee said, having trouble forming words.

We got to work, each taking Ratchet's tools and hiding them in unexpected spots. From between wires too under the humans couch. It went rather fast. I hid the last tool in Smoke's sparkling hold and we were done.

"That went... Fast." Bumblebee commented, we nodded in agreement.

"What next?"

"Paint!" I realized out loud.

Bee cast me a look, "I know where Miko left her paint!" I said excitedly. "And Ratchet's paint looks a bit dull." I added.

Bee's optics slowly widened, "we can... Paint him!" Well, he was a bit slow on the uptake, but yes.

"This way!" I lead the way to the paint, we found it and each took a bucket. We even found mops to paint with.

"Won't... Ratch... Wake up?" Smoke said as we made our way to his berthroom.

"Nah." I said while wondering what would happen if he did... He can't throw wrenches at us, unless he recharges with one.

"Ok we're here." I said. We quietly opened the door and snuck inside, Ratchet was recharging soundlessly. We all grinned at each other and got to work. Surprisingly he did not wake, even when we drew something that the humans call a mustache on his faceplate.

Smokescreen was making big splats of colour on him as well as Bumblebee, but I was focusing on the small details. I was giving Ratchet's peds some pink tips, as well as his digits. Something I saw Miko do.

I got a sudden idea and got up, "where are... You going?" Bee asked.

"Nowhere." I said as I got up and grabbed the yellow paint and a mop. Bee believed me and went back to helping Smoke.

I skipped unbalanced through the halls untill I came to my destination. I opened the door and slipped inside. My victim was recharging on the berth.

Optimus would get the perfect makeover.

I kneeled down at his side, I drew a yellow circle and put some tiny lines around it. It was a sun! It looked good. I repeated the process again and again. Untill he was covered in small sun's everywhere, and I mean everywhere. I finished with drawing one on his faceplate and stopped to admire my work.

I was surprised he didn't wake, I mean I wasn't stealthy.

I started feeling tired from all the high grade and crashed on the floor. Next thing I know, I'm in recharge.

I awoke alongside Optimus when a angry yell echoed around us. It sounded alot like Ratchet...

I looked at Optimus and he looked at me, still half asleep. He blinked, "Quillux what are you doing here?" He asked while sitting up.

"Admiring my work of course." I grinned and gestured to him. I felt slightly hungover, but not as much as last time.

Optimus looked down at himself, I saw a blush come across his faceplate before he covered it with his mouth plate. "I'm an artist, am I not?" I pouted, my mood slightly high.

"When?" He asked, it came out muffled due to his mouth plate.

"Last night." I answered and wondered how Smoke and Bed were doing. "I wonder if Ratchet liked his..." Optimus looked at me with confused optics. "Smoke and Bee helped."

And right on cue...

"COME BACK HERE, YOU PIT SPAWNED FRAGGERS!" A yell was heard before three sets of quickened ped steps were heard from out side, one slightly slower than the others.

Optimus nodded, "will this wash off?" He asked.

"Why would you want to do that? I asked. Optimus removed his mouth plate and frowned. I shrugged, "it's oil paint, water won't help. And it probably still wet, so careful." Optimus shuffled. "CAREFUL!"

"Don't worry, I am." He said as he got up.

"Imagine, Ratchet trying to wash it of, it will only smudge!" I added internally giggling.

"May I know why?" He asked, looking at me.

"Dunno, I had high grade, Smoke and Bee too." I said, then realized I would get in trouble. "But Bumblebee invited us, he probably won't remember though, he had alot!" I lied.

"Don't lie." He said and looked at me.

I crumbled under his gaze, "ok, I found it. I got them to join." I said, "hey if we invited you... Would you of joined?" I asked.

Optimus said nothing.

I smirked at we both left, and a snuck a peek at the sun on his aft. That's a nice aft- Sun, I mean sun. That's a nice sun!

We walked into the main room, we where greeted by a livid Ratchet. I could barely recognize him, he looked like a rainbow! He also had a large sun on his chassis, they took my idea!

"Nice day sunshine?" I asked from behind Optimus. Ratchet turned and noticed us, he looked shocked when he saw Optimus, but when his optics landed on me...

"You, you're behind this aren't you." He hissed with lemon in his tone.

"Me? No." I said sarcastically. Ratch growled and stomped to me, I got behind Op. Ratch went around him and I repositioned myself so Optimus stayed between us. I repeated this, Optimus was the definition of awkward.

Ratch lost his patience and stomped of, "I'm going the washracks." He grumbled.

"Have fun!" I said grinning. Ratchet left, as the rest came in, Bee and Smoke included.

"Is he gone?" Smokescreen asked fearfully before his optics landed on Optimus. He did his best to hold in his laughter, Bumblebee however...

"So that's where you went!" He gasped between his laughter. Arcee and Bulkhead had to advert their gaze to keep it together, they were failing.

A beeping at the monitor saved them.

Optimus went over to check it, "a Cybertronian aircraft has entered the atmosphere." He said reading the data. Everyone fell quiet instantly.