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“Give me a task.” Sunstreaker demanded with his hands flat on Prowl’s desk.
“You just returned from scouting yesterday.” Prowl replied cooly.
“I know, and I’m still in tip-top shape.” Sunstreaker snipped. “Give me a task that’s located far from the Ark.”
“How far?”
“Out of the country. No, another continent. Unicron’s aft – pitch me with Skyfire on moon base if you can. As long as I’m far enough until I can’t feel my brother at every second for the next ten Earth days.”
Prowl gave the golden frontliner a questioning look. “Why do you not want to feel your brother for the next ten days?”
Sunstreaker held back a sigh. “I need to give him some privacy.”
“You can share a room with someone else if that’s the issue.”
“No, it’s not just Sideswipe’s privacy I need to give.”
Prowl stared at him for a long moment. “Elaborate.”
Now Sunstreaker sighed. “Sideswipe and Strongarm need some sweet time together. Preferably without me ‘peeping’ on them via our split-spark bond, which I totally second with. So please, commander, give me a task located very far from the Ark.”
Prowl looked at Sunstrekaer as if he had grown a head. “Sideswipe and Strongarm… need a sweet time? Together?”
“Yes.”
“Sideswipe and Elite Guard Strongarm are in a relationship?”
“Yes, sir.” Why was he shocked about this?
“I cannot allow that.” Prowl said sternly, standing up from his seat. “Fraternizing is a serious violation in the Autobot Code. Where is your brother and Strongarm now?”
Fraternizing?? Sunstreaker quickly said, “Prowl, my brother is not fraternizing with Strongarm.”
“Don’t deny it after admitting it, soldier! I will have words with Sideswipe as Strongarm will have with Ultra Magnus.”
Realisation dawned on the frontliner. “Prowl, sir, you don’t know?”
“Know what?”
“Sideswipe and Strongarm are bonded.” Sunstreaker paused, watching Prowl’s face changed from authoritative anger to wide-eye, in sheer disbelief. “They’re bonded since before the war.”
A brief silence. Sunstreaker suddenly smelled smoke coming from the tactician before seeing a seep of it flowing out at the top of his head.
“Sideswipe … is bonded … to Elite Guard Strongarm…” Prowl’s optic twitched. “Why is his endura status labeled ‘single’ in his registration files? The same with Strongarm’s!”
Why indeed…? Sunstreaker could not remember why his brother lied about his endura status when signing up for the Autobots. Apparently, Stronagarm did the same, too. Huh. He would ask them later.
…After he escapes their passionate moments.
Sunstreaker answered with a shrug. “I swear, I have no idea why they both lied. You got to ask them about it.”
Both of Prowl’s optics flickered. Sunstreaker pinged an emergency message to Ratchet. The line of smoke thickened from Prowl’s head as he (seemingly) calmly sat back down at his desk and communicated with Skyfire for a minute.
“Skyfire is still at NASA HQ.” He informed Sunstreaker (seemingly) calmly. “You can join him by tomorrow night there if you wish to be stationed at moon base for the next twelve days.”
Sunstreaker sighed in relief, “Thanks, Prowl.”
Suddenly he felt it – the longing, the love, the erotic passion!
He did not care if Prowl heard him as Sunstreaker semi-shouted into Sideswipe’s private channel. “Sideswipe! If you touch her before I leave the state, I’m going to put you on a cross when I get back! Just wait for one more day, you horny slagger!!”
Through the channel, Sideswipe gasped dramatically. “Horny? Sunny, this is my bonded. I’m just doing what a bonded mech’s got to do!”
“Wait one – more – day!” Sunstreaker quickly sped off to leave the Ark.
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