Bee: *heads for the rec room and stops short as she sees Ironhide go through the door and vanish* ARCEEEEEEEEEE! Your kids have some kind of warp gate on the door!!!!!
Arcee: *frowns and comes in* you sure?
Bee: *pulls a crumpled piece of junk mail out of her glove compartment and throws it through the door. It too vanishes with a flash* Either that, or they just atomized their grandpa.
Arcee: *gapes* STARTRACKER!
Startracker: *gulps and flees*
Bee: Whoa, that's not the right direction... or are you going to get your tools?
Startracker: *meek* Um... tools? *Sees look from mother and pulls them out before heading over to reverse the teleportation unit to spit everything that had gone in out*
Ironhide: *frowns and looks around, then PINpoints away again*
Arcee: See? He wanted to go.
Startracker: *tentative hopeful smile*
Bee: *cautiously pokes a hand through the door* *and then makes a beeline for the brand new tank of bio diesel.*
Sunhunter: *beats her to it*
Bee: Hey! *grabs him and wrestles with him, trying to get him in a headlock*
Sunhunter: Argh! No! Mom, help!
Arcee: You should know better. Don't whack his processor, Bee, he needs every bit of it he can keep.
Bee: I won't hurt his processor. I'll just.... *poke poke under the armor plate over his ribs, meanwhile leaving the tank wide open for Starhunter and Arcee to get to*
Sunhunter: *flails* NOOOOO!!!!!
Startracker: *takes over chugging*
Arcee: *distances herself from the whole affair*
Bee: *laughs and pokes some more, but then jumps and drops him on his face as a resounding 'burrb' comes from Startracker* What the... that sounded just like Sam when he burps! *other than the metallic echoes, of course....*
Startracker: *winces and hides his face in embarrassment as his brother cracks up*
Bee: *looks at Arcee*
Arcee: Don't look at me. That's their father.
does that?? 0_0
Arcee: Well I
Bee: ...I think I've heard 'Hide express air from his fuel lines... just not that loud. *a slight snerk escapes her*
Arcee: *sighs again* Well, you know what they say. Every generation's some kind of improvement.
Bee: *thinks of improved burps... 0_0!* *cracks up*
Arcee: *smirks, then rolls her optics as Sunhunter goes to improve on Startracker's challenge*
Bee: *flails and beeps incoherently, then pounds on the counter as she shakes with laughter*
Arcee: *is sent into a giggling fit after her best friend*
Bee: *more flailing. Nearly falls over, and that sets her off even worse*
Arcee: *howling with laughter*
Sunhunter: *destroys Startracker's record*
Ratchet: *looks in just in time to hear that. And ignores it* Are you two coming for lessons today?
Boys: Um... no?
Arcee: *manages to give them a Look*
Twins: Yes! *scurries to the classroom*
Bee: *snorfles at Ratchet's automatic stern look, then fills two big cans of bio diesel* Let's go watch 'Breakfast Club'
Arcee: Sounds good to me. That punk kid always makes me feel better about my kids.
Optimus: *watches as they leave the room, then puts a hand over his optics and laughs long and silently.*