The cold air felt like a thousand tiny pins being dug into his armour as he walked.

"It's freezing!!" he's company whined, cussing angrily as his foot sunk deeply into the snow.

Sniggering silently he continued to walk silently back to the Ark, quite content for once to listen to another speak.

"I mean Cybertron never had anything like this, yeah sure we had acid snow which wasn't as bad as the rain because surprisingly it didn't burn you or start to eat your armour..."

Smiling he turned to look at his patrol partner, amusement obvious on his grey face.

"What?" the small yellow beetle looked at the silver datsun wearily.

"Normally, I'm the one who chatters non stop" Bluestreak grinned happily at the now sheepish mini-bot.

"Well talking is better than silence anyways" Bumblebee muttered.

Chuckling Bluestreak turned back around.

"Sooooooo..."

"So what?" Bluestreak tilted his helm in the direction of his friend.

"What do we do now?"

Bluestreak looked towards the slightly smaller mech his optics narrowed slightly in his confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Weeeelll...we don't need to do anything once we get back to the ark right?"

"Riiiight?" Bluestreak responded cautiously.

"And we don't have anymore shifts 'till tomorrow"

"What's your point Bee?"

"Well how 'bout we just like not go back to the ark for a tiny bit" to emphasis his point Bumblebee held up his right hand, with his thumb and forefinger barely touching.

"What? Prowl would deactivate us if we report in late"

"Well we just call in saying we stopped for a little bit 'cus I was tired and wanted to sit down"

Bluestreak regarded the mini-bot for a moment; his face was pulled into a wide almost comical grin. Sighing he looked back up the hill, the ark was just visible, only a little further up the slope and they would be there.

"Fine but if they find out we lied I'm saying it's all your fault"

Bumblebee's grin only grew wider.

...

...A short time later back in the Ark...

"Has anyone seen Bluestreak and Bumblebee?"

"No sir"

Prowl frowned it wasn't like the two younglings to be late to come off patrol if anything they were normally early.

"Although..."

Prowl turned to face the red mini-bot.

"Yes? What is it Cliffjumper?"

Cliffjumper shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Bluestreak did send in a short message, about two breems ago, saying him and Bumblebee where resting for a little bit"

Prowl rubbed at his forehead with his left hand, he really didn't have time for this today.

"Did they happen to mention where?" He asked.

"Ermm...no"

Prowl sighed and marched back out of the control room. He heard chuckling coming from the other side of the room. Frowning he turned to face the giggling mech.

"I'm going to go look for them and you" he pointed at the mech who instantly stopped mid laugh.

"Are going to come with me"

Holding up a hand to still the protest before it begun he continued.

"And on the way you can explain to me in vivid detail what you find so amusing Sideswipe"

The mechs jaw dropped and abruptly closed with an audibly click.

He spun back around to walk out the control room, when his optics spotted another Lamborghini walking past the doorway.

"SUNSTREAKER" he barked.

Jumping about a mile into the air, he turned around to face Prowl.

"It wasn't my fault!" the yellow Lambo cried.

"It was his!" he gestured wildly to his brother.

"Hey!!"

"Sunstreaker!"

The yellow mech turned to look at him once more.

"I'm going out to look for Bluestreak and Bumblebee, you and your brother will be joining me, you can also explain to me why you immedialty assumed I was accusing you of something"

Sunstreaker's optics opened wide.

"Now come with me both of you"

Prowl walked out of the room, the grumbling Lamborghini twins in tow.

...

Bluestreak ducked behind a boulder.

"Hah! You're so slow you couldn't catch a PetroSnail!" He called scooping up a hand full of snow and beginning to mould it.

"Yeah! Well you creator was a TOASTER!"

"OOOOOOOoo!! That really hurt!!"

He jumped back up, aimed and through the snowball at the yellow bug.

Bumblebee spluttered as the snowball hit him square in the faceplates.

"Hey!!"

Laughing Bluestreak ran to find new cover only to be hit in the back of the head with not one but two snowballs. Skidding to a halt he spun around and quickly set about making a new snowball.

"That is so not far" He cried, giggling as he through a second snowball at his yellow friend.

Bumblebee ducked and the snowball flew over his head to hit another mech in the face.

Bluestreak gasped, Bumblebee looked back up only to yelp slightly in shock.

There stood Prowl doorwings ridged and face contorted into a slight scowl, the snow however covered up most of his face.

The sound of laughing quickly pulled Bluestreak back to reality. Prowl ran one hand down the length of his face and almost casually flicked the snow of his hand. Bluestreak looked at the twins who were, by the looks of it, having trouble standing up. Clutching their sides and roaring with laughter. Prowl glared at them before turning his head up to regard the nervous young gunner and scout.

"What..." he paused to eye the twins again, who had both fallen on the ground.

"Are you doing out here? You were both supposed to report in over three breems ago"

"Well...err...we...kinda erm" Bluestreak struggled to find the right words; Prowl's face remained completely neutral as he studied both of them.

"Never mind we will discuss this later...SIDESWIPE! SUNSTREAKER!"

The twins immediately jumped up, though still sniggering, turned their attention back to the black and white datsun.

"Time to go back to the Ark"

As they began the slow trek back up the hill, Bluestreak and Bumblebee exchanged nervous glances.

What was Prowl going to do to them?

...

Bluestreak sighed unhappily as he wiped his head with the back of his hand.

"Hey, it could be worse"

"How?" he asked sceptically.

"Well..." Bumblebee looked thoughtful for a minute.

"He could have made as scrub the whole Ark, inside and out"

Bluestreak thought about it carefully.

"True"

Currently Blue and Bumblebee were scrubbing the entire southern corridors of the Ark; they had already done the east and west.

Putting his cloth back in the now bitingly cold water, he grimaced.

"My paints gonna end up chipping from all this cleaning"

Bumblebee snickered and held up his hands,

"Mines already chipping look"

Bluestreak looked closer, sure enough their where cracks in the paint and some small bits had even come off.

"I didn't think it was possibly to wear your hands away from cleaning, but we have once again been proven wrong" Bluestreak smiled.

At least he didn't have to do this tedious task alone.

Bumblebee grinned.

"Yeah me neither"

Still smiling they returned to scrubbing the floor. Wringing out his cloth, Bluestreak hummed softly to himself.

"Hey that's kind of good"

"Thanks"

"Where did you hear it?"

"I didn't"

"You mean you just made it up?"

"No...It's" Bluestreak scratched the back of his helm.

"Like a memory, I suppose"

"I thought you couldn't remember anything before Isoain?" Bumblebee pushed himself up so he was sitting on his heels. He watched the other closely noticing the slight droop in his doorwings. Blue only openly talked about that incident with Bumblebee and even then it was a touchy subject.

"I don't, I hardly remember anything before or during it, Waking up in Ratchet's med-bay is my first real memory" Bluestreak sighed.

"At least not consciously, during recharge I do"

"The nightmares?" Bumblebee asked already knowing the answer.

Bluestreak continued scrubbing.

"..Yes"

Bumblebee decided it was time to change the subject.

"Sooooo...I heard Hound and Mirage finally hooked up" he said, scrubbing at a patch of dirt on the floor.

Bluestreaks doorwings twitched in surprise.

"Really?"

Bumblebee grinned.

"Really"

"Awesome, 'bout fragging time"

"I know! Shame I lost my bet to Smokescreen though"

"What'cha bet?"

"That Hound and Mirage would get together after Hound jumped him"

Bluestreak snickered.

"...but apparently they got locked in a storage closet together"

Bluestreak laughed again this time Bumblebee joined in.

"Sooo 'lil Bee who do you reckon will be the next two to get together?"

Bumblebee smirked, checking to make sure no one was around he gestured for Bluestreak to come closer.

"Red Alert and Inferno" he whispered, grinning madly

"What?!" Bluestreaks optics widened in shock.

"You're insane" he chuckled.

"I am not!"

"He's probably listening you know" Bluestreak smirked jerking his thumb in the direction of the security camera focused upon them.

"So what?" Bumblebee shrugged.

"The sooner he realises that Inferno keeps making those..." Bumblebee clasped his hands together and fluttered his optics, in a poor imitation of what he'd seen some of the human females do in the movies, "Please bond with me right now, optics at Red the better"

Bluestreak laughed.

"Red's probably gonna put you in the brig for that" he chuckled

Bumblebee laughed as well,

"It's true though is it not?"

"It is" Bluestreak smiled.

Both friends returned back to their task of cleaning the corridor, in a comfortably silence, and not for the first time Bluestreak thanked primus he had such a great friend to make even the most annoying, boring jobs into a enjoyable, funny couple of cycles.

"Hey Bee?"

"Hmm?"

"Wanna bet that Red and Inferno get stuck in a closet as well"

Bluestreak grinned wickedly as Bumblebee cackled.