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Series Title: The Five Stages of Love
Chapter Two: Romance
Pairing: Slight Sides/Bee and Sunny/Bee and Sides/Sunny, eventually Sunny/Bee/Sides, implied Cliff/Bee
Rating: PG-13, will be R
Warnings: creative language, heavy petting
Summary: The sweetest bot on the Ark is bound to be able to love anybody, right? Even two violent minibot hating frontliners.

Sideswipe laughed loudly as his brother walked out of the medbay, though it tapered off into a soft chuckle when he remembered the soft look the golden twin had shot the adorable minibot sitting on the berth across from him. He frowned suddenly, noticing the IV drip that was hooked into one of Bumblebee's main lines. "Hey, 'Bee?"

The minibot looked up at him, a soft smile on his tired face. "Are you okay? What's with the IV?"

'Bee ducked his helm, an embarrassed look pulling across his faceplates. "It was an accident, but a funny one, if you think about it." He glanced behind Sides as Sunstreaker walked back in to see what was taking his twin so long. Sideswipe jumped up to sit next to 'Bee, smirking back at his brother.

"I love funny things! Tell me, tell me!" The yellow mini giggled cutely and leaned back against the raised helm of his berth.

"I fell off a ladder." Sideswipe offlined his optics for a moment before onlining them again, shock overtaking the humor on his faceplates. "Then my stabilizer got caught and I was suspended for a klik before dropping down. Turns out, I disconnected a main line." The red mech openly gawked at the mini before grabbing him and pulling him into a tight hug.

"Mech, I know that had to hurt!" He patted the surprised mini on his backplates, ignoring the growl coming from his brother. "I've had that happen before, so has Sunny! It's fraggin' painful! Poor little Bumbly-bee. Don't worry, Sides is here. He'll make it all better."

Completely ignoring both his growling brother and the laughing medic, Sideswipe pulled Bumblebee into his lap. "Poor little 'Bee..." Ratchet chose this moment to stumble into his office, vocalizer short-circuited from laughing and only releasing barks of static. Nuzzling his cheek against the surprised minibot's helm, he grinned at his brother.

"What are you so fragged about Sunny?" He promptly stuck out his tongue, moving it closer and closer to the blushing minibot's sensory horns. The look of absolute rage on Sunstreakers face would have made any bot incredibly uncomfortable, but Sides just giggled. "Gotta run!" Shoving Bumblebee at his twin, Sideswipe took off, a broad grin on his faceplates.

Sunstreaker was distracted enough by having to catch the yellow mini, that he didn't notice when his brother snapped a picture of them. Bumblebee had landed perfectly in his twin's arms and the angle made the shot look like it had been taken right after the two bots parted from kissing.

'Bee's faceplates were flushed a bright pink, his optics wide in surprise, and Sunstreaker's face, which wasn't visible, could only be guessed at. The golden warrior didn't bother to chase after his brother, as he knew Sideswipe would be heading to their room.

Looking down at the minibot in his arms, Sunstreaker felt his spark soar. He was usually never this close to Bumblebee unless he was grabbing him for a game of Toss the Minibot, something he knew he would eventually have to apologize for if he ever really wanted to have a relationship with the mini. Lifting 'Bee back up, he settled the minibot on the berth, a slight quirk to the corner of his lips.

"He's such a brat, huh?" Without waiting for a reply from the mini, he made his way out of the medbay, completely forgetting that he was supposed to be mad at his brother. 'Bee only settled back onto the berth and tried to slip into a light recharge, wondering at the strangeness of what had just happened and why his spark was still pounding.

Meanwhile, Sideswipe was tucked into his recharge berth, happily staring at the photo of his brother and 'Bee. He had always found Bumblebee attractive, which was one of the reasons he had made sure that whenever they would play Toss the Minibot, that he would be the one to grab the yellow mini. That, and the bot was such a sweet spark that it was nearly impossible to hate him.

He had never brought up the idea of courting Bumblebee to his brother because he had been unsure about how his more violent counterpart would react to the idea, knowing that Sunstreakers hatred of minibot's stemmed from a traumatic experience that he wasn't likely to forget or forgive.

Of course, after watching how his brother reacted to the mini being injured, he knew he only had to give it a little push before they'd be courting the adorable bot into their berth. 'No.' He thought sharply. 'I want more than that. Bumblebee's the type of Mech you want to have forever.'

He smiled down at the datashot, optics running over 'Bee's face again and again. He could see a small level of infatuation in the yellow mini's face mixed in with his confusion and surprise. Bumblebee's the type of Mech you make sure you can keep. The door chimed open and his brother glided in, a soft, contemplative look on his faceplates.

Sideswipe couldn't keep himself from smirking as a (slightly evil) idea formed in his processor. "What are you thinking about?" His twin chose to not respond, instead moving towards his desk to take out some paint for his next project. "I mean, I'm a little fragged off after what Cliffjumper said." Sunny didn't even acknowledge that Sideswipe had said anything, which was something the red toughliner was used to.

"I mean, who does he think he is? Talking about 'Bee like that." Sunstreaker had immediately snapped his helm around to glare at his brother. "You had to have heard it, right?" Of course, the rumor he was going to relay had more truth to it than lie, so he wasn't lying, technically. Sitting down on his berth, Sunstreaker leaned towards his brother.

"No, I haven't heard it. What was it about?" Sides snorted and leaned back, idly tossing the data-viewer back and forth in his servo's.

"Well, I'm not repeating it if you haven't heard it. It might not even be true!" His twin started growling again, his engine rumbling. "But according to Cliffjumper, Bumblebee belongs to him."

"WHAT?!" Sunstreaker jumped up from his spot on the berth, nearly pinning Sideswipe beneath him. "What the frag are you talking about? Who does that mini-freak think he is?" Sides leaned up and quickly kissed his brother, trying to distract his rage, at least until he could finish.

Sunstreaker tried to pull away from him, but Sides gripped his shoulders tightly. "Just wait, Sunny. Let me finish, okay?" The golden twin glared down at him and straddled his brother's hips. His patience was wearing thin, having already been mad at Cliffjumper for what the minibot had said earlier. "See, Tracks was complimenting 'Bee's aft last night- Calm down!"

Sideswipe had to grab his brother as the violent warrior nearly leaped off of him. "Fraggin wait, okay?" Shaking his head, the red prankster stood up to get between his brother and the door, just in case.

"Bluestreak told me about it through my comm. when I pinged him about the party, okay? And you know how he is, talk talk talk. But anyways, he was talking, updating me on the party since I couldn't go, and apparently Cliffjumper told Tracks that he had to back off because 'Bee was his. What's up with that?" Sideswipe was doing his best to hide a grin. "'Bee belongs to us!"

"Slag yea!" Sunstreaker slapped a servo over his mouth shortly after shouting that reply, his optics wide and, if Sideswipe didn't know better, scared. The red twin felt his brother's apprehension through their bond, felt Sunstreaker's fear at admitting his feelings out loud. The golden warrior hating getting attached, the only exception to that hatred being his brother.

"I want him Sunny." Moving closer to his twin, Sideswipe tugged the golden servo down from Sunstreaker's faceplates. "I've wanted him for a while but I didn't know how to tell you." He activated the data-viewer in his hands, bringing up the data shot he had taken earlier of 'Bee in his brother's arms. "I want him, Sunny. Don't you want him too?"

The golden warrior was silent for nearly a breem, a far away look to his optics as he stared at the data shot. Sides couldn't help but glance down at it again, mentally putting himself in his brother's spot, imagining himself slowly pulling the yellow minibot towards him and kissing those gorgeous lips. Practicing on Sunstreaker sounded like a good idea, but that was for another time.

"I love him." The golden warrior almost seemed to be in pain as he admitted that, his voice sounding weaker than Sideswipe could ever remember hearing. "It's more than a want, Sides. I need him." Sunstreaker buried his face in Sideswipe's neck cables. "I don't know why I feel so attached to him, but I need him Sideswipe. He's perfect, everything I want."

The golden warrior shook his helm, finding himself unable to put his feelings into words, like usual. "He never seems to get mad at us, no matter how mean we are to him or the other minibots. He's never cursed us or insulted us. He always does his best to help everyone and he's nice, all the time." Sides moved back to lean against the door, tugging his brother with him.

"I thought it would be great to be friends with him, but I realized I wanted more, a lot more, and I had to tell you about it before I could make anything of it." Tugging his brother away from him so he could look him in the optics, Sideswipe smiled. "We need to go find Bumblebee and make him ours, don't we?"

It only took half an astrosecond for a wicked grin to make it's way across Sunstreaker's faceplates, a hardened glint to his optics. "It's a good thing we already know where he is..."

((((()))))

But Bumblebee wasn't in the medbay anymore, having talked Ratchet into letting him attend his monitor duty shift, the minibot was happily rocking his stabilizer's back and forth and dutifully staring at the screens in front of him.

Although he would be the first to admit that he's never given the screens his complete attention, he was trying to use them as a distraction from his own thoughts, which wasn't working. Sideswipe... His spark had soared when the red mech hugged him and nearly stuttered to a halt when he ended up in the toughliner's lap.

He knew it was odd to have fallen in love with the twins, even though he really couldn't stop himself. And Sunstreaker. Sighing softly, Bumblebee leaned back in his seat and watched as both twins slipped out of their room, broad grins on their faceplates.

He loved the way the twins remained playful and upbeat, even after millions of years of war. The way Sideswipe would play a prank on absolutely anyone, even himself, just to get a laugh. The way Sunstreaker could turn a few shades of paint into a masterpiece.

To Bumblebee, the twins were wonderful and perfect, despite their somewhat violent tendencies. The yellow mini quietly admitted to himself, as the twins slipped into the medbay, that his own deviant side loved the twins for their figures too.

Perfectly formed frames, handsome faceplates, and graceful movements made the twins incredibly pleasing to the optics, and 'Bee wasn't afraid to admit that he had had more than one fantasy about the toughliner's, though he had to be sure that he never mentioned that to Cliffjumper.

Bumblebee sighed again, a frown pulling on his faceplates as the twins left the medbay, looking angry now, and his thoughts turned to the red minibot. He had heard the rumors Bluestreak was repeating, about an overcharged Tracks complimenting his aft and Cliffjumper loudly staking a claim on him and warning the corvette to back off.

Bumblebee was glad that he had chosen to go back to his shift in the storage room instead of going to the rec room for the celebration party, even though he ended up injured. He didn't want to know what would have happened if he had been there when everything went down, as the humans said.

"What are you two doing in here?" Red Alert's accusing tone was normal, but not the two bots he was staring at. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe never came to the monitor room of their own free will unless they were planning a prank. The toughliner's ignored Red's comment and walked over to Bumblebee's station, grabbing the back of his chair and spinning him around to face them.

"How did you manage to convince Ratchet to let you come down here for your shift?" The yellow minibot squirmed a little under the twin's glaring, but shook his helm politely at Red Alert when the mech went to stand up.

"I volunteered for it last night, before the party, so Cliffjumper could go into recharge early, though he got drafted to go into town instead. It's only half a shift and Ratchet said it was fine since I'd be sitting down anyways."

"Stupid-aft fraggin Cliffhopper..." Biting his lip to stop himself from laughing at Sunstreaker's comment, Bumblebee went to turn his chair back around and get back to work, only to realize that the toughliner's were holding the chair in place. "Well, Ratchet's an idiot if he thinks it's a good idea for you to be on shift when you're likely to pass out." Red Alert snapped his attention to the golden warrior.

"Yea, what if you pass out right before some Decepticreep gets into one of the rooms you're supposed to be watching?"

"'Bee! You can't be in here doing monitor duty if you're going to pass out! Go, go! I can have Bluestreak come in early, yes. That'll work, keep everyone safe, you know." The paranoid mech quickly commed Bluestreak and waved Bumblebee towards the doors, muttering to himself about safety issues. "Listing monitor duty under light isn't a good idea. Recently injured mechs can pass out or not notice something. I'll have to bring this up to Prowl..."

The yellow mini flinched at having accidentally given the SIC more work, but slid out of his seat anyways, ignoring the grins on the twin's faceplates as they walked out of the monitor room.

Bumblebee decided to make his way to the rec room, knowing that Bluestreak would be headed there before his shift and he could apologize to the grey Datsun. He hadn't expected the toughliner's to forcibly redirect him away from the rec room and towards the entrance of the Ark.

"Wait, what?" Sideswipe laughed, one of his servo's clamped down on 'Bee's shoulder.

"Oh, don't worry 'Bee. We're just going for a bit of a walk, since you can't drive while on light duty. And, ya know, I can't drive on light duty either, but there are other fun things we can do!" The twins knew better than to drag Bumblebee to their room, having had their game systems taken away there wasn't much of an excuse they could give the mini that he would believe.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker also knew that 'Bee was comfortable outside and they wanted to tell him about how they felt in a place where he was comfortable and less likely to freak out. Just in case...

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Bumblebee felt incredibly uncomfortable while he was walking between the two toughliner's, his systems trying to heat up from their close proximity and his lack of energon and decent recharge making it impossible.

The conflicting messages were making him lightheaded, and he had to keep himself from stumbling over his own pede's. He supposed that was one benefit to being injured, although he wasn't likely to try this method to keep from being embarrassed any time in the future. Exiting the Ark, the twins pulled him towards the rocks just to the left of the entrance, the grins still on their faceplates.

Bumblebee knew that just a ways further there was a large cave that he loved exploring with Spike and Carly. All of the different types of rock, due to the volcano, made for a beautiful myriad of colors. The two human lovebirds had spent many an afternoon sitting in the opening and trying to decide what color most of the stones were.

"Ta-dah!" Sideswipe threw his arms out when they reached the entrance of 'Rainbow Cave', as Carly had aptly dubbed it. "I know you hang out here with the humans a lot, but I wanted to do a ta-dah." The red twin shrugged and began to head into the cave, Bumblebee's bright giggle making both him and Sunstreaker smile.

Settling down on a natural shelf, Sideswipe patted the spot next to him. "Can me and Sunny tell you something 'Bee? Without you thinking it's a joke?" Bumblebee smiled sweetly as he settled in next to the red twin, though he couldn't help but feel uneasy when Sunstreaker settled in on his other side, trapping him between them.

"Well, sure! So long as you promise that it's not a joke or a prank, I promise to not laugh." Placing a servo on his chassis, Sidewsipe gave 'Bee a sincere grin.

"I swear this is not a joke or a prank, but you're more than welcome to laugh either way. I love your laugh." The yellow mini's smile faltered for a moment and he shifted awkwardly, wanting to glance behind him at Sunstreaker, who had sidled closer to him, but not wanting to look away from Sideswipe. "But it's not the only thing I love about you."

"Listing everything would take too long so we're just going to tell you straight out." Apprehension settled in Bumblebee's stomach, as he turned around to face the golden mech behind him. "We love you."

Now Bumblebee knew what Spike meant when he said 'the world seemed to slow down'. Once those words left Sunstreaker vocalizer, 'Bee could swear that every astrosecond was taking an entire orn or longer. He reset his vocalizer and turned his helm back to stare at Sideswipe.

"What kind of love? Like 'little brother' love?" The red twin smiled softly then leaned closer to the minibot.

"More like 'Primus, I want to online next to you for the rest of my existence' love." Optics widening, Bumblebee was too distracted by Sideswipe's words to notice when Sunstreaker leaned close enough to lick his audio receiver, though he certainly felt it. Whipping his head around to stare at the golden toughliner, 'Bee was even more surprised when the gorgeous mech softly pressed his lips against the minibot's.

"And despite Sunny's quietness, he really does feel the same way."

Sunstreaker pulled back, smiling at the blush that had pulled it's way across 'Bee's face. His minibot was so adorably perfect. 'I like the sound of that. My minibot.' Sideswipe leaned closer to the mini and licked his audio, much as his brother had done.

"So what do you say 'Bee? You don't have to give an answer or anything right now, because I want you to think about it, but we're basically asking you to enter into a serious relationship with us." The mini's spark was pulsing so fast, he was sure it was going to leap out of his chassis at any astrosecond and hug the two toughliners, which was an odd thought really, when he could just hug them right now.

He leaned up slowly, unsure if somebot was going to jump out and yell 'April Fools', even though it was July, then softly kissed Sunstreakers lips. The golden frontliner didn't even pause, immediately pressing further into 'Bee and wrapping his arms around the mini.

Bumblebee could vaguely feel Sideswipe press against his back and he groaned into Sunstreaker's mouth. Two engines revved at the sound, as two sets of servos began to grope over every micro-inch of his frame.

"A-ahn..." Sunstreaker pulled away from his mouth to nibble at his neck cables and without the twin's mouth covering his own, Bumblebee moaned loudly, his vents already starting to whine.

"W-wait... Wait a klik, Sun." Sideswipe pulled 'Bee away from the golden warrior, ignoring the harsh glare his twin shot him. "Bee, we want..." He vented softly, his engine rumbling. "We want to do more, Primus we do, but are you up for it?" The minibot tried to get his processor back online, because he was sure it had shut itself off, and listen to the red twin.

"The frag, Sides? He just physically said yes and you're stopping it?" Sideswipe hushed his twin and said only one word in response.

"Medbay." The golden warrior leaned back, a disappointed scowl on his face. "I mean, seriously, you were on an energon drip earlier and as much as I want to cover you in red paint streaks-" Both twins grinned at the bright blush that flashed across 'Bee's faceplates. "I don't want Ratchet to hit me for two things."

The yellow minibot raised an optic ridge and his voice was low-set, husky and sexual. "What do you mean 'two things'?" Grinning, the red twin turned 'Bee so that his stabilizers were laying in Sunsreakers lap.

"Ratchet will reformat us for stealing your innocence." Staring blankly at the toughliner, Bumblebee smiled.

"Who says he has to know?" Sunstreaker laughed, nearly throwing his helm back and began petting the yellow mini's stabilizers. "I mean, I don't like keeping relationship's secret, but it wouldn't be good for my love life if my significant others were reformatted into toasters."

The twins laughter trickled down into quiet chuckles after a klik, though both still had broad grins on their faceplates. "We love you 'Bee." The two toughliner's said together and kissing a cheek each, they untangled themselves from the minibot and stood up to make their way back to the Ark.

Bumblebee had to stay seated for another klik, his vents cycling more air than usual. "I think I do need to head back to medbay though." He shakily stood up, pouting at Sideswipe when the red twin moved to pick him up. "I can walk ya know!" Sunstreaker chuckled again, crossing his arms and appreciatively looking over the mini's frame.

"Some red streaks would look good on you. As long as there's some gold to compliment it." He grinned widely when 'Bee winked at him, though the spy's next comment sent the twin's engines into overdrive for an astrosecond.

"We will have to attempt this color project of yours, it sounds like a lot of fun."

Description
Series Title: The Five Stages of Love
Chapter Two: Romance
Pairing: Slight Sides/Bee and Sunny/Bee and Sides/Sunny, eventually Sunny/Bee/Sides, implied Cliff/Bee
Rating: PG-13, will be R
Warnings: creative language, heavy petting
Summary: The sweetest bot on the Ark is bound to be able to love anybody, right? Even two violent minibot hating frontliners.

Sideswipe laughed loudly as his brother walked out of the medbay, though it tapered off into a soft chuckle when he remembered the soft look the golden twin had shot the adorable minibot sitting on the berth across from him. He frowned suddenly, noticing the IV drip that was hooked into one of Bumblebee's main lines. "Hey, 'Bee?"

The minibot looked up at him, a soft smile on his tired face. "Are you okay? What's with the IV?"

'Bee ducked his helm, an embarrassed look pulling across his faceplates. "It was an accident, but a funny one, if you think about it." He glanced behind Sides as Sunstreaker walked back in to see what was taking his twin so long. Sideswipe jumped up to sit next to 'Bee, smirking back at his brother.

"I love funny things! Tell me, tell me!" The yellow mini giggled cutely and leaned back against the raised helm of his berth.

"I fell off a ladder." Sideswipe offlined his optics for a moment before onlining them again, shock overtaking the humor on his faceplates. "Then my stabilizer got caught and I was suspended for a klik before dropping down. Turns out, I disconnected a main line." The red mech openly gawked at the mini before grabbing him and pulling him into a tight hug.

"Mech, I know that had to hurt!" He patted the surprised mini on his backplates, ignoring the growl coming from his brother. "I've had that happen before, so has Sunny! It's fraggin' painful! Poor little Bumbly-bee. Don't worry, Sides is here. He'll make it all better."

Completely ignoring both his growling brother and the laughing medic, Sideswipe pulled Bumblebee into his lap. "Poor little 'Bee..." Ratchet chose this moment to stumble into his office, vocalizer short-circuited from laughing and only releasing barks of static. Nuzzling his cheek against the surprised minibot's helm, he grinned at his brother.

"What are you so fragged about Sunny?" He promptly stuck out his tongue, moving it closer and closer to the blushing minibot's sensory horns. The look of absolute rage on Sunstreakers face would have made any bot incredibly uncomfortable, but Sides just giggled. "Gotta run!" Shoving Bumblebee at his twin, Sideswipe took off, a broad grin on his faceplates.

Sunstreaker was distracted enough by having to catch the yellow mini, that he didn't notice when his brother snapped a picture of them. Bumblebee had landed perfectly in his twin's arms and the angle made the shot look like it had been taken right after the two bots parted from kissing.

'Bee's faceplates were flushed a bright pink, his optics wide in surprise, and Sunstreaker's face, which wasn't visible, could only be guessed at. The golden warrior didn't bother to chase after his brother, as he knew Sideswipe would be heading to their room.

Looking down at the minibot in his arms, Sunstreaker felt his spark soar. He was usually never this close to Bumblebee unless he was grabbing him for a game of Toss the Minibot, something he knew he would eventually have to apologize for if he ever really wanted to have a relationship with the mini. Lifting 'Bee back up, he settled the minibot on the berth, a slight quirk to the corner of his lips.

"He's such a brat, huh?" Without waiting for a reply from the mini, he made his way out of the medbay, completely forgetting that he was supposed to be mad at his brother. 'Bee only settled back onto the berth and tried to slip into a light recharge, wondering at the strangeness of what had just happened and why his spark was still pounding.

Meanwhile, Sideswipe was tucked into his recharge berth, happily staring at the photo of his brother and 'Bee. He had always found Bumblebee attractive, which was one of the reasons he had made sure that whenever they would play Toss the Minibot, that he would be the one to grab the yellow mini. That, and the bot was such a sweet spark that it was nearly impossible to hate him.

He had never brought up the idea of courting Bumblebee to his brother because he had been unsure about how his more violent counterpart would react to the idea, knowing that Sunstreakers hatred of minibot's stemmed from a traumatic experience that he wasn't likely to forget or forgive.

Of course, after watching how his brother reacted to the mini being injured, he knew he only had to give it a little push before they'd be courting the adorable bot into their berth. 'No.' He thought sharply. 'I want more than that. Bumblebee's the type of Mech you want to have forever.'

He smiled down at the datashot, optics running over 'Bee's face again and again. He could see a small level of infatuation in the yellow mini's face mixed in with his confusion and surprise. Bumblebee's the type of Mech you make sure you can keep. The door chimed open and his brother glided in, a soft, contemplative look on his faceplates.

Sideswipe couldn't keep himself from smirking as a (slightly evil) idea formed in his processor. "What are you thinking about?" His twin chose to not respond, instead moving towards his desk to take out some paint for his next project. "I mean, I'm a little fragged off after what Cliffjumper said." Sunny didn't even acknowledge that Sideswipe had said anything, which was something the red toughliner was used to.

"I mean, who does he think he is? Talking about 'Bee like that." Sunstreaker had immediately snapped his helm around to glare at his brother. "You had to have heard it, right?" Of course, the rumor he was going to relay had more truth to it than lie, so he wasn't lying, technically. Sitting down on his berth, Sunstreaker leaned towards his brother.

"No, I haven't heard it. What was it about?" Sides snorted and leaned back, idly tossing the data-viewer back and forth in his servo's.

"Well, I'm not repeating it if you haven't heard it. It might not even be true!" His twin started growling again, his engine rumbling. "But according to Cliffjumper, Bumblebee belongs to him."

"WHAT?!" Sunstreaker jumped up from his spot on the berth, nearly pinning Sideswipe beneath him. "What the frag are you talking about? Who does that mini-freak think he is?" Sides leaned up and quickly kissed his brother, trying to distract his rage, at least until he could finish.

Sunstreaker tried to pull away from him, but Sides gripped his shoulders tightly. "Just wait, Sunny. Let me finish, okay?" The golden twin glared down at him and straddled his brother's hips. His patience was wearing thin, having already been mad at Cliffjumper for what the minibot had said earlier. "See, Tracks was complimenting 'Bee's aft last night- Calm down!"

Sideswipe had to grab his brother as the violent warrior nearly leaped off of him. "Fraggin wait, okay?" Shaking his head, the red prankster stood up to get between his brother and the door, just in case.

"Bluestreak told me about it through my comm. when I pinged him about the party, okay? And you know how he is, talk talk talk. But anyways, he was talking, updating me on the party since I couldn't go, and apparently Cliffjumper told Tracks that he had to back off because 'Bee was his. What's up with that?" Sideswipe was doing his best to hide a grin. "'Bee belongs to us!"

"Slag yea!" Sunstreaker slapped a servo over his mouth shortly after shouting that reply, his optics wide and, if Sideswipe didn't know better, scared. The red twin felt his brother's apprehension through their bond, felt Sunstreaker's fear at admitting his feelings out loud. The golden warrior hating getting attached, the only exception to that hatred being his brother.

"I want him Sunny." Moving closer to his twin, Sideswipe tugged the golden servo down from Sunstreaker's faceplates. "I've wanted him for a while but I didn't know how to tell you." He activated the data-viewer in his hands, bringing up the data shot he had taken earlier of 'Bee in his brother's arms. "I want him, Sunny. Don't you want him too?"

The golden warrior was silent for nearly a breem, a far away look to his optics as he stared at the data shot. Sides couldn't help but glance down at it again, mentally putting himself in his brother's spot, imagining himself slowly pulling the yellow minibot towards him and kissing those gorgeous lips. Practicing on Sunstreaker sounded like a good idea, but that was for another time.

"I love him." The golden warrior almost seemed to be in pain as he admitted that, his voice sounding weaker than Sideswipe could ever remember hearing. "It's more than a want, Sides. I need him." Sunstreaker buried his face in Sideswipe's neck cables. "I don't know why I feel so attached to him, but I need him Sideswipe. He's perfect, everything I want."

The golden warrior shook his helm, finding himself unable to put his feelings into words, like usual. "He never seems to get mad at us, no matter how mean we are to him or the other minibots. He's never cursed us or insulted us. He always does his best to help everyone and he's nice, all the time." Sides moved back to lean against the door, tugging his brother with him.

"I thought it would be great to be friends with him, but I realized I wanted more, a lot more, and I had to tell you about it before I could make anything of it." Tugging his brother away from him so he could look him in the optics, Sideswipe smiled. "We need to go find Bumblebee and make him ours, don't we?"

It only took half an astrosecond for a wicked grin to make it's way across Sunstreaker's faceplates, a hardened glint to his optics. "It's a good thing we already know where he is..."

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But Bumblebee wasn't in the medbay anymore, having talked Ratchet into letting him attend his monitor duty shift, the minibot was happily rocking his stabilizer's back and forth and dutifully staring at the screens in front of him.

Although he would be the first to admit that he's never given the screens his complete attention, he was trying to use them as a distraction from his own thoughts, which wasn't working. Sideswipe... His spark had soared when the red mech hugged him and nearly stuttered to a halt when he ended up in the toughliner's lap.

He knew it was odd to have fallen in love with the twins, even though he really couldn't stop himself. And Sunstreaker. Sighing softly, Bumblebee leaned back in his seat and watched as both twins slipped out of their room, broad grins on their faceplates.

He loved the way the twins remained playful and upbeat, even after millions of years of war. The way Sideswipe would play a prank on absolutely anyone, even himself, just to get a laugh. The way Sunstreaker could turn a few shades of paint into a masterpiece.

To Bumblebee, the twins were wonderful and perfect, despite their somewhat violent tendencies. The yellow mini quietly admitted to himself, as the twins slipped into the medbay, that his own deviant side loved the twins for their figures too.

Perfectly formed frames, handsome faceplates, and graceful movements made the twins incredibly pleasing to the optics, and 'Bee wasn't afraid to admit that he had had more than one fantasy about the toughliner's, though he had to be sure that he never mentioned that to Cliffjumper.

Bumblebee sighed again, a frown pulling on his faceplates as the twins left the medbay, looking angry now, and his thoughts turned to the red minibot. He had heard the rumors Bluestreak was repeating, about an overcharged Tracks complimenting his aft and Cliffjumper loudly staking a claim on him and warning the corvette to back off.

Bumblebee was glad that he had chosen to go back to his shift in the storage room instead of going to the rec room for the celebration party, even though he ended up injured. He didn't want to know what would have happened if he had been there when everything went down, as the humans said.

"What are you two doing in here?" Red Alert's accusing tone was normal, but not the two bots he was staring at. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe never came to the monitor room of their own free will unless they were planning a prank. The toughliner's ignored Red's comment and walked over to Bumblebee's station, grabbing the back of his chair and spinning him around to face them.

"How did you manage to convince Ratchet to let you come down here for your shift?" The yellow minibot squirmed a little under the twin's glaring, but shook his helm politely at Red Alert when the mech went to stand up.

"I volunteered for it last night, before the party, so Cliffjumper could go into recharge early, though he got drafted to go into town instead. It's only half a shift and Ratchet said it was fine since I'd be sitting down anyways."

"Stupid-aft fraggin Cliffhopper..." Biting his lip to stop himself from laughing at Sunstreaker's comment, Bumblebee went to turn his chair back around and get back to work, only to realize that the toughliner's were holding the chair in place. "Well, Ratchet's an idiot if he thinks it's a good idea for you to be on shift when you're likely to pass out." Red Alert snapped his attention to the golden warrior.

"Yea, what if you pass out right before some Decepticreep gets into one of the rooms you're supposed to be watching?"

"'Bee! You can't be in here doing monitor duty if you're going to pass out! Go, go! I can have Bluestreak come in early, yes. That'll work, keep everyone safe, you know." The paranoid mech quickly commed Bluestreak and waved Bumblebee towards the doors, muttering to himself about safety issues. "Listing monitor duty under light isn't a good idea. Recently injured mechs can pass out or not notice something. I'll have to bring this up to Prowl..."

The yellow mini flinched at having accidentally given the SIC more work, but slid out of his seat anyways, ignoring the grins on the twin's faceplates as they walked out of the monitor room.

Bumblebee decided to make his way to the rec room, knowing that Bluestreak would be headed there before his shift and he could apologize to the grey Datsun. He hadn't expected the toughliner's to forcibly redirect him away from the rec room and towards the entrance of the Ark.

"Wait, what?" Sideswipe laughed, one of his servo's clamped down on 'Bee's shoulder.

"Oh, don't worry 'Bee. We're just going for a bit of a walk, since you can't drive while on light duty. And, ya know, I can't drive on light duty either, but there are other fun things we can do!" The twins knew better than to drag Bumblebee to their room, having had their game systems taken away there wasn't much of an excuse they could give the mini that he would believe.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker also knew that 'Bee was comfortable outside and they wanted to tell him about how they felt in a place where he was comfortable and less likely to freak out. Just in case...

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Bumblebee felt incredibly uncomfortable while he was walking between the two toughliner's, his systems trying to heat up from their close proximity and his lack of energon and decent recharge making it impossible.

The conflicting messages were making him lightheaded, and he had to keep himself from stumbling over his own pede's. He supposed that was one benefit to being injured, although he wasn't likely to try this method to keep from being embarrassed any time in the future. Exiting the Ark, the twins pulled him towards the rocks just to the left of the entrance, the grins still on their faceplates.

Bumblebee knew that just a ways further there was a large cave that he loved exploring with Spike and Carly. All of the different types of rock, due to the volcano, made for a beautiful myriad of colors. The two human lovebirds had spent many an afternoon sitting in the opening and trying to decide what color most of the stones were.

"Ta-dah!" Sideswipe threw his arms out when they reached the entrance of 'Rainbow Cave', as Carly had aptly dubbed it. "I know you hang out here with the humans a lot, but I wanted to do a ta-dah." The red twin shrugged and began to head into the cave, Bumblebee's bright giggle making both him and Sunstreaker smile.

Settling down on a natural shelf, Sideswipe patted the spot next to him. "Can me and Sunny tell you something 'Bee? Without you thinking it's a joke?" Bumblebee smiled sweetly as he settled in next to the red twin, though he couldn't help but feel uneasy when Sunstreaker settled in on his other side, trapping him between them.

"Well, sure! So long as you promise that it's not a joke or a prank, I promise to not laugh." Placing a servo on his chassis, Sidewsipe gave 'Bee a sincere grin.

"I swear this is not a joke or a prank, but you're more than welcome to laugh either way. I love your laugh." The yellow mini's smile faltered for a moment and he shifted awkwardly, wanting to glance behind him at Sunstreaker, who had sidled closer to him, but not wanting to look away from Sideswipe. "But it's not the only thing I love about you."

"Listing everything would take too long so we're just going to tell you straight out." Apprehension settled in Bumblebee's stomach, as he turned around to face the golden mech behind him. "We love you."

Now Bumblebee knew what Spike meant when he said 'the world seemed to slow down'. Once those words left Sunstreaker vocalizer, 'Bee could swear that every astrosecond was taking an entire orn or longer. He reset his vocalizer and turned his helm back to stare at Sideswipe.

"What kind of love? Like 'little brother' love?" The red twin smiled softly then leaned closer to the minibot.

"More like 'Primus, I want to online next to you for the rest of my existence' love." Optics widening, Bumblebee was too distracted by Sideswipe's words to notice when Sunstreaker leaned close enough to lick his audio receiver, though he certainly felt it. Whipping his head around to stare at the golden toughliner, 'Bee was even more surprised when the gorgeous mech softly pressed his lips against the minibot's.

"And despite Sunny's quietness, he really does feel the same way."

Sunstreaker pulled back, smiling at the blush that had pulled it's way across 'Bee's face. His minibot was so adorably perfect. 'I like the sound of that. My minibot.' Sideswipe leaned closer to the mini and licked his audio, much as his brother had done.

"So what do you say 'Bee? You don't have to give an answer or anything right now, because I want you to think about it, but we're basically asking you to enter into a serious relationship with us." The mini's spark was pulsing so fast, he was sure it was going to leap out of his chassis at any astrosecond and hug the two toughliners, which was an odd thought really, when he could just hug them right now.

He leaned up slowly, unsure if somebot was going to jump out and yell 'April Fools', even though it was July, then softly kissed Sunstreakers lips. The golden frontliner didn't even pause, immediately pressing further into 'Bee and wrapping his arms around the mini.

Bumblebee could vaguely feel Sideswipe press against his back and he groaned into Sunstreaker's mouth. Two engines revved at the sound, as two sets of servos began to grope over every micro-inch of his frame.

"A-ahn..." Sunstreaker pulled away from his mouth to nibble at his neck cables and without the twin's mouth covering his own, Bumblebee moaned loudly, his vents already starting to whine.

"W-wait... Wait a klik, Sun." Sideswipe pulled 'Bee away from the golden warrior, ignoring the harsh glare his twin shot him. "Bee, we want..." He vented softly, his engine rumbling. "We want to do more, Primus we do, but are you up for it?" The minibot tried to get his processor back online, because he was sure it had shut itself off, and listen to the red twin.

"The frag, Sides? He just physically said yes and you're stopping it?" Sideswipe hushed his twin and said only one word in response.

"Medbay." The golden warrior leaned back, a disappointed scowl on his face. "I mean, seriously, you were on an energon drip earlier and as much as I want to cover you in red paint streaks-" Both twins grinned at the bright blush that flashed across 'Bee's faceplates. "I don't want Ratchet to hit me for two things."

The yellow minibot raised an optic ridge and his voice was low-set, husky and sexual. "What do you mean 'two things'?" Grinning, the red twin turned 'Bee so that his stabilizers were laying in Sunsreakers lap.

"Ratchet will reformat us for stealing your innocence." Staring blankly at the toughliner, Bumblebee smiled.

"Who says he has to know?" Sunstreaker laughed, nearly throwing his helm back and began petting the yellow mini's stabilizers. "I mean, I don't like keeping relationship's secret, but it wouldn't be good for my love life if my significant others were reformatted into toasters."

The twins laughter trickled down into quiet chuckles after a klik, though both still had broad grins on their faceplates. "We love you 'Bee." The two toughliner's said together and kissing a cheek each, they untangled themselves from the minibot and stood up to make their way back to the Ark.

Bumblebee had to stay seated for another klik, his vents cycling more air than usual. "I think I do need to head back to medbay though." He shakily stood up, pouting at Sideswipe when the red twin moved to pick him up. "I can walk ya know!" Sunstreaker chuckled again, crossing his arms and appreciatively looking over the mini's frame.

"Some red streaks would look good on you. As long as there's some gold to compliment it." He grinned widely when 'Bee winked at him, though the spy's next comment sent the twin's engines into overdrive for an astrosecond.

"We will have to attempt this color project of yours, it sounds like a lot of fun."