Sunstreaker's vengeance ✔️ (book 1)

5. The letter

I woke up from someone shaking me violently. "What do you want!" I snapped annoyed, pushing Sideswipe away. He rolled his eyes "we have to get up! prowl is gonna kill us!" He said. "What's the time!" I grumbled. "Uhm... 5 in the morning," he said.

"We still have an hour," I grumbled, turning my back towards him. "No! We haven't, we need to eat, you have to dress up what will take a lifetime... by the time we're ready it's 6," he said.

Annoyed I turned on my back, facing him. "Come on..." he said, throwing the sheets aside and turned on the lights. "Fine!" I sulked, grabbing some clothes, and disappeared in the bathroom. It took me maybe 15 minutes to be done and totally dressed. Sideswipe was looking through the shelves. "If you're done with looking through my stuff, then we can go eat," I sighed. He turned around and nodded, taking me with to the cafeteria where I was last day as well.

I noticed how quiet it was, it was still dark even the sun slowly started to rise. "Creepy huh!" he grinned and gestured me to follow him towards the kitchen where we got some food. "Do you remember the femme I told you about? Charlotte Mearning?" he asked. "DIrector of national intelligence... yes," I replied. "Guess who's coming to the base..." I hummed. "Are you up for a small prank?" he asked. "It's not very smart to pull a prank on someone now... we are already in trouble," I said. He simply waved his hand "Like I give a shit about that... maybe I do if Prowl really gets mad... but he's only annoyed," he said. I gave him a 'really' look and shook my head. "We can better wait till our last... thing is settled," I said quietly.

He huffed "No... I am bored already," he said. I sighed and looked at him "You're gonna do it anyway huh, even if I say no..."
Sideswipe smirked and nodded "Yes! But it's more fun if you help me with this," he said. "What's the idea?" I asked before taking another bite of my sandwich. "Bucket of paint above the door," he said simply. I huffed and rolled my eyes "Alright..." I muttered, finishing my dinner. Sideswipe got up and we headed towards Prowl's office and entered the room and we even had two minutes left. "Prowler!" Sideswipe chirped, flopping on the chair and laid his feet in the desk with his arms behind his head. "Your slaves has arrived!" he mocked.

I rolled my eyes while sitting down as well "Get your feet off my desk NOW!" Prowl snarled. Sideswipe sighed but obeyed him anyway. "I don't want any trouble! From both of you! Understood!" he snapped. He wasn't in a good mood, it hadn't changed since the last day. Sideswipe shrugged his shoulders. "But otherwise there's no fun!" he said, smirking widely. "Sideswipe!" he warned. The silvery mech waved his hand "Whatever Prowler! Now what do you want us to do?" he sighed. Prowl ignored his nickname and folded his hands on the table. "You can start off with mopping the second floor of the fourth wing, if you're done you can report back to me!" he said.

"Boring!"

"Don't have something else to do? Something more exciting?" Sideswipe asked. "Go!" Prowl snarled, pointing at the door. "When are you gonna live Prowl! You're marching around like a dictator commanding people what to do all day!" Sideswipe mocked. "That's my job, now get out!" Prowl snapped. Sideswipe groaned but got up, grabbing my arm. "I don't want people to complain about you troublemakers!" He warned again. Sideswipe ignored and slammed the door closed.

"We are gonna mop in my style... I am not very patient and mopping is boring anyways!" he said, taking me with him. "What is your style?" I asked a bit suspiciously. "Watch and learn... it's also a very good style if you live on your own and don't want to mop," he said. I followed him to the broom cupboard, opening the door and walked in. "Okay, grab some bottles with soap," he ordered. "Doesn't matter which one... Prowl wants a clean second floor, then he will get a clean second floor," he said. I grabbed a bottle but he shook his head "More... more!" he said.

I grabbed three more bottles but he shook his head, grabbing ten more and dropped them in a bucket. "Must be enough," he said. I picked up the bucket and saw him grab some mops before we headed outside. "Okay... wait here will you," he said, handing me the mops and runoff. I waited for ten minutes or so before he returned with the firehose. "I don't think-"