--Hammering at my front door--

"Yeh hello?"

"We've come to take you away for good for failing to state that you don't own the Transformers and that you were only borrowing the characters."

"Noooo I do own them!!"

--is dragged away--

Yeh I kinda forgot to put a disclaimer at the beginning so here it is;

I (do) do not own transformers I am simply (glomping) using the characters for a while.

WOW to the amount of reviews XD I would just like to say thank you to those people who have reviewed; Duvet,Fire From Above, Corona 1,flamingmarsh, caz, dandyparakeet and StarSwoop.

Reviews are what fuels the fire XD

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Much love to you all and I'm so glad you like it :D.

Sideswipes Revenge part 2

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Sideswipe decided, as he watched Ironhide fall over for the 6th time, that the best thing on this planet so far was magnets. Red Alert stood next to him staring at the screen in shock.

"It's a plot, I knew it." Red Alert whispered his voice gradually getting louder.

Sideswipe ignored him and began to download the footage, Sunstreaker might be in a mood with him at the moment but after seeing this he would be in hysterics.

"Look, it's the Decepticons! I knew they were up to something, they've got Ironhide! He can't even stand up," Red Alert was slowly getting more and more hysterical.

"Sideswipe do something while I alert the others, don't just sit there! Can't you see we're under attack!"

"Yeh, Decepticons whatever." Said Sideswipe distractedly, not really paying any attention to Red Alert.

Red backed up slowly "You're in on it too, aren't you?"

He glanced around the room quickly trying to determine if there were any Decepticons about to sneak up on him.

Finally the video downloaded and Sideswipe turned to Red Alert.

"Yes Red I'm in on it, we all are." Sideswipe replied dryly.

Red Alerts processor began to spark as his systems glitched hearing that.

"Now, not a word to anyone about me being here. Ok? Or I'll throw you out to the Decepticons." He smirked turning away from Red Alert.

Red Alert shook and recoiled in horror.

"You wouldn't dare!" He stepped quickly away from Sideswipe "Prime wouldn't let you."

Sideswipe grinned; winding up Red Alert was easy.

"Who said Prime would have to know, who said Prime wasn't part of the plot too."

That was too much for poor Red Alert who keeled over in a corner shaking and muttering to himself as sparks danced over his cranial unit.

Sideswipe left the monitor room satisfied that Red Alert wouldn't be able to tell any one anything for days.

Red Alert was so highly strung that it was all too easy to wind him up, it was still funny though, especially as now he would have it in his head that Optimus Prime was the ring leader of some secrete Decepticon plot.

Now to get this tape to Sunstreaker, and enlist his help in finishing his pranking spree.

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Ratchet heard a huge bang and then muffled groans from down the corridor, at first he paid no attention but after the 5th time he got up to investigate. What he saw made him stop in his tracks and check if his optics were malfunctioning.

Ironhide lay face first, down on the floor. It looked as though he was using the wall to try and push himself back to his feet; this was a nearly impossible task as his knees were apparently stuck to one another. Ratchet watched as he tried once more to push himself to his feet, failed and ended up tripping and landing face first on the corridor floor yet again.

"Fraggin' glitch…. Gonna,"

Bang

"…gonna find out who did this…."

Crash

"…slag"

Finally Ratchet snapped into action and hauled Ironhide up by his arms to allow him to stand awkwardly. This in itself was no mean feet, as Ironhide was nearly one and a half times Ratchets weight. Ratchet struggled to hold him up; it's the cannons he thought, the slagging cannons.

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Sunstreaker sat lounging in front of the huge TV in the Rec-room, a lead extending from him to the new Xbox 360 plugged into said TV. They'd, or rather Wheeljack had tried making controllers large enough for them to play with yesterday. However as most of Wheeljacks pet projects, it didn't turn out so well and the mechanic was lucky to keep both his hands in working order after that little disaster. Since then Sunstreaker had given up, and simply plugged himself directly into the game.

No doubt Ratchet would throw a fit if he ever found out, claiming that there were all sorts of viruses that could be downloaded into his system with his firewalls down and the internet running. Sunstreaker didn't care, as far as he was concerned a few squishies couldn't make his systems crash.

At the moment he was busy playing Halo 3, overall he didn't like it as much as Grand Theft Auto 4 but someone, he suspected Glen, had scratched the disk and it wouldn't start.

Sideswipe poked his head round the door and gave Sunstreaker his most disarming smile.

"What ya doing Sunny?" He asked managing to sound playful.

"Get fragged, and no before you ask I do not want to take part in any more of your idiotic schemes, my paint job is still recovering from last time. Look at my aft! I don't think it will ever be the same." Sunstreaker moodily turned back to the TV.

Sideswipe looked at his vain twin, he would normally retort with some comment about cloning Sunnys' face and then using that as a new aft because no one would be able to tell the difference, but he thought better of it this time. It wouldn't help or sway his brother into joining him.

"How could you think so lowly of me brother?" Sideswipe replied mocking hurt and holding his spark. "Can I not just say hello to my brother once in a while?"

Sunstreaker glared at him. "No, you only talk to me like that if you want something, like me to join you in another one of you insane games."

Sideswipe grinned dropping all pretences.

"Ok you know me too well, but just take a look at this, it might make you reconsider." He smirked handing the recording over to his twin and walking out of the door.

It wouldn't be long till Sunstreaker came round after watching that video, he thought as he headed back to his room.

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Ratchet helped Ironhide back to the med bay, where he took up his previous position on the berth.

"Well are you going to say this was me too, or maybe Annabelle did this? I'm sure she's more than capable." Sarcasm dripped off every word and Ironhide glowered at the medic.

"Don't look at me like that, this has the twins written all over it."

Ratchet leaned in to have a closer look at Ironhide's knee and scanned it again.

"Nothing out of the ordinary is showing up. There must be a cloaking device somewhere foxing my scanners."

Ratchet fiddled around trying to prise the knee joints further away from one another so he could get a clear look. Ironhide shifted and winced as the COM's hands dug into his armour.

"Stop shuffling around; it's bad enough that your knees are locked in this position without making it even harder for me to see anything."

"Well maybe if you had checked my knee joins properly the first time this wouldn't have happened!" Ironhide retorted.

"Don't you pin this on me. Does the word cloaking device mean anything to you? I did check thoroughly, and you were the one who was sneaking past the med bay trying not to get fixed in the first place," all of a sudden Ratchet threw down his tools. "I can't do anything like this." He growled.

For a moment Ironhide thought Ratchet was just going to leave him stuck together like this.

"I need some thing to prise your knees apart with. Hopefully once the magnets are far enough apart the force won't be as strong and you will be able to hold your legs like that so I can fix them."

Ratchet stepped away and searched for anything he could use. There were some slender support poles in the corner. They had been temporally been stored, against Ratchets wishes and strong suggestions otherwise, in a corner of the med bay for the rebuild taking place at the base.

They won't mind them being slightly out of shape, and it might teach people not to use the med bay as some kind of warehouse in future, Ratchet thought smugly.

He walked back over to Ironhide holding three of the poles in his hand. Ironhide eyed him nervously.

"Are you sure this is going to work?"

"Have you got any better ideas? Because I would love to hear them if you did." Ratchet snapped back, fitting the support poles in-between Ironhide's thighs.

Ironhide remained silent but dubious and Ratchet managed to work the poles down to the knee joint to use as a crude leaver.

"Ready?" he muttered

Ironhide nodded and Ratchet began pushing the poles down. Surprisingly it began to work and Ironhide's knees were pushed further and further apart.

Using one hand on the leaver to maintain the force Ratchet shifted his other hand to the closest knee and pulled back to increase the distance.

When Ratchet judged that Ironhide's knees were as far as they could possibly be apart without causing structural damage he stopped.

"Can you hold it there?"

"Just about." Ironhide grunted in reply.

The force pulling his knees back together was no where near as strong but it still took some of his strength to hold his legs in position while Ratchet worked.

Ratchet first concentrated on finding the cloaking device, then he could be sure of what he was dealing with.

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Sideswipe idly waltzed down the corridor. He had first thought twice about walking past the med bay to his room, but considering his plan for Ratchet was only in the making he figured he had nothing to fear from the cranky CMO.

As he sauntered past the med bay he glanced in and had to do a double take. Ironhide had his legs spread wide open and Ratchet was doing what between them.

He froze as his CPU tried and failed to come up for an explanation of what he could see. Shuffling round the corner a bit he could now see clearly what Ratchet was doing, he was working on Ironhide's knee.

Damn it should have taken longer for Ironhide to crawl his way back to the med bay he thought. They both must surely suspect him now, meaning that he would have to keep a low profile for the next few days.

"Can you hurry it up doc; I can't hold my legs like this forever." The strain was evident in the weapon specialists voice at it drifted towards Sideswipes audios.

So they hadn't turned the magnets off yet. Excellent!

Sideswipe stepped into the med bay.

"Ugh, you two really need to get a room, I mean any one could walk in on you here."

Ratchet inclined his head so he could see Sideswipe, hand still on Ironhide's knee joint. However Ironhide's reaction was a lot more animated.

As he spotted sideswipe he made as if to stand up to get to the bot. However, he had to pull his legs together to achieve the desired motion, and this sent both of his knees on a direct collision course again, this time though with a slight difference as Ratchets had was still in the way.

"Aaaaaggghhhh!! Fragging glitch. I told you not to move!" Was Ratchets startled yell as Ironhide fell off the table with Ratchets hand now firmly jammed between his knees.

Sideswipe cracked up laughing as more curses echoed from both bots as they failed miserably to regain their positions.

Eventually they were able to rearrange themselves sensibly on the floor, yelling in unison at Sideswipe and vainly trying to pull away from one another.

Sideswipe hightailed it down the corridor before the mechs could coordinate themselves into coming after him.

"Come back here! When I get my hand on you there won't be enough parts for Ratchet to rebuild you as an alarm clock you sorry excuse for a glitch!" Echoed down the corridor.

This was perfect. Sideswipes prank had not only got the intended bot but now, Ratchet too. For a moment he entertained the thought of calling his other plan in the making off, he had already pretty much had his revenge.

Suddenly his com beeped.

IDENT Sunstreaker: Ok you got my attention, what were you planning?

Of course though Sideswipe had to be fair, he grinned, his twin hadn't had his revenge yet.

IDENT Sideswipe: Glad you reconsidered sunshine, meet me at our quarters.

IDENT Sunstreaker: On my way, and don't call me sunshine, unless you want to loose the use of both of your arms.

IDENT Sideswipe: Love you too buttercup.

All Sideswipe received in response was static.

This was working out better than expected.

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Wow long chapter XD

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