TransSpankings

Jetstorm followed quietly behind Drift, his sensei and father leading him to the room that had been prepared for them on the remains of the Alchemor. The young mech shivered with apprehension, knowing that each step they took only brought him closer to his punishment... He should never have run away... Slipstream followed quietly at his brother's side, sending him a gentle, soothing pulse through their sibling bond. But Jetstorm's spark only responded with sorrow, throbbing shamefully. Slipstream pouted sympathetically for his brother, wishing there was something he could do to comfort him or even lessen his punishment. Turning his blue gaze

Another week, another crisis. This time caused by MECH. Those humans were proving to be more trouble than Ratchet had originally thought they would be. Tricking Bumblebee and stealing his t-cog was unacceptable, and the team took it personally. But, none so much as Bumblebee for obvious reasons. Ratchet had expected him to be upset, of course, but he didn't expect him to go against direct orders TWICE and almost get himself killed in the process. He was disappointed in the young mech... And he wasn't going to let this go unpunished. Which was why he was waiting in medbay for the scout, having commed. him to come down. It was strange to thin

Blades was feeling pretty proud of himself. Earlier that day, he had managed to haul some weird, metal shark out to sea, away from the humans, and get away before it blew up. Of course, when telling the tale, he had left out the fact that he had gotten stuck and almost ended up going down with the ship, so to speak. That wasn't important though. What was important was that he had saved the day! He smiled to himself as he headed for the rec. room onboard their ship, stepping inside- and squeaking as he was suddenly turned around by a hand on his shoulder, coming face to face with a rather displeased Chase. "Blades, I am disappointed in you.