Author Note: Hey everyone out there I just wanted to tell you all that none of the Transformers are mine; the only one who’s solely mine is Thumper. And if you’re wondering who that is you might want to read my first fanfic, More than Meets the Eyes. One more thing before you read the fanfic, I live in America and I’m proud of it, so I thought I should come up something light-hearted, for these holidays especially. So now with that all said and done...on with the fanfic! It was Christmas time again in the arc, and everyone was getting ready for the most festive time of the year. Jazz, Ratchet and Cliffjumper were out shopping while Ironhide, Prime and Sideswipe were helping put up decorations. Thumper, Sparkplug and Spike were attempting to teach Bumblebee to sing carols, however it wasn’t working very well. Even Gears was happy for a change, he got the day off. It seemed like everyone was happy, everyone except Sunstreaker. Sunstreaker was crouched down by the fake “Christmas tree” that Wheeljack invented, sneering at all the presents that were below the tree. Scavenging through them he found about three presents for Gears, two or three for Huffer, ten for Bumblebee, and about FIFTEEN for Jazz. Then finally, he found what he was looking for, his present! It was only a small box, but it had his name. He turned it over and saw the tag: TO: Sunstreaker FROM: Your Bro “Great,” he thought sarcastically “it was only his dumb brother, again.” He was the only one who ever gave him anything. Sunstreaker threw his gift under the tree and stalked off to sulk somewhere. *************** Elsewhere in the city... “So,” Jazz said, “What do we get Sunstreaker this year?” “Sunstreaker!” Ratchet shouted, “Why would you want to get that ungrateful Autobot anything? He’ll just complain that it wasn’t exactly what he wanted and that you can make up for it next year with a better one! Why would anyone spend money on that Scrooge! Well unless you’re related to him!” Ratchet and Cliffjumper started to laugh, Jazz only chuckled. “Yeah, he makes Scrooge look good!” Cliffjumper managed between his laughing. “Hey I know he can be a pain in the transistors sometimes, but it is Christmas, Ya know the ‘time for giving.’ Besides I think he should get a little somethin’ from us this year.” “Why are you being Mr. Jolly this year? You didn’t get him anything last year,” Cliffjumper intervened. “Last year I did, but it never got here, dumb catalogs.” He chuckled “besides he seems a little down in the dumps, in case you didn’t notice.” Cliffjumper chuckled, “He’s always like that during Christmas.” “Have you ever thought that might be the reason?” Everyone paused. Jazz was right; after he had opened his present from Sideswipe last year, he left and went back up to his quarters while his brother remained with the group of celebrators. “Well...I guess we could pick up a little somethin’ for him,” Ratchet said, “Even if he doesn’t deserve it all the time...” “NOW, that’s the Christmas spirit Ratchet,” Jazz said placing his arm around Ratchet’s and Cliffjumper’s shoulders, “Com’on, let’s get started!” Together they walked out to find Sunstreaker’s present. *************** Back at the arc... “Alright guys this looks great!” Sideswipe said to Ironhide and Prime as they finished placing the last piece of garland up. “Yeah, Ah think we did good.” Ironhide’s southern accent said as he too looked at their work from the ground. Sideswipe looked around, “hey, has anyone seen my good-for-nothing brother?” (You got that right) Ironhide thought to himself, “No, not lately ‘Side.” “I can’t say I have either,” said Optimus, “Maybe you should check outside...” Sideswipe interjected, “Alright I’ll be right back!” He went outside and looked around and just as Optimus had said there he was sulking and pouting on a nearby bolder. Sideswipe picked up a rock and through it at his brother’s head. “Hey,” he shouted a little annoyed, “that was my head you aimed at!” He laughed, “Yeah I know!” He took a seat next to his brother, “Whatssup bro? Did I do something again or are you mad at someone new?” “Neither, what are you doin’ sitting there I thought you were helping put up Christmas decorations?” Sunstreaker said emphasizing ‘Christmas.’ “Well I saw you here, pouting so I came to see what was up your exhaust.” Sunstreaker just grunted and turned his attention to the opposite direction. “It’s Christmas aint it?” He turned his head back to meet Sideswipe. “And I hate Christmas and you’re bothering me so go away and find something else to do, like celebrating.” Sunstreaker shot back “Com’on bro talk to me. What’s wrong?” “Nothing that concerns you.” “Oh...So would that mean you’re not angry that you’re the only one who only has one present? And even that’s from your own brother?” “Shut up please, and stop rubbing it in ok?” Sunstreaker sneered and turned away. “You do know that Christmas isn’t about gifts right? Or at least that’s what the humans say. Christmas is about family and friends, and about giving and sharing...” “Oh shove it up your exhaust, stop being so preachy. I like the idea of only one Prime thanks.” Sunstreaker stood up Sideswipe frowned, “Maybe everyone’s right you are just a Scrooge. I find it hard to even believe we are related! How can you be like this!” He stood eye to eye with Sunstreaker. “It’s easy when no one cares about you! I always thought that you give a present to someone when you care about them, but I guess I was wrong.” “Of course you do. You don’t give a present to some one you hate!” “Oh yeah then I guess no one care about me! YOU SAID IT YOURSELF!” “YA WELL IT SEEMS TO ME BRO, THAT YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT ANYONE ELSE EITHER!” Sunstreaker was silent after that. They were now standing face to face. They’re faces were set in furry. Both stayed that way for a few minutes unflinching. Now it was starting to rain, water streamed down both Mech’s faces. Slowly Sideswipe’s rancor expression started to melt away to a solemn face, as did Sunstreaker. Water continued to fall upon them as they simply stood in the rain, until sideswipe placed his arm on Sunstreaker, now smiling, and his voice soft and quiet. “It’s Christmas Bro... and well...I’m sorry.” Sunstreaker’s face curved up to a smile, “For what it’s worth bro... I’m sorry too.” Sideswipe grabbed his brother into a big bear hug; happy he had somebody to love. *************** Back inside the arc... Walking back inside the arc Sunstreaker and Sideswipe found that Jazz and the others had come back and were all sitting near the tree. Bumblebee Thumper and Spike were all (now in tune) singing ‘Carol of the Bells.’ Prime and Ironhide were all laughing about some private joke. Just then Jazz had turned around and saw the brothers, “Hey, finally where have you two been?” They looked at each other and said in unison, “Never mind.” Sideswipe added, “You don’t wanna know.” “Well we’ve been sitting here waiting for you, Sun. Look under that poor excuse for a Pine tree,” Jazz motioned to the tree. Sunstreaker approached the tree and sure enough beneath it was a huge present marked “Sunstreaker.” “You got something for me?” he looked back at Jazz “Well, if ya read the tag it’s from me, Ratchet and Cliff.” “Go ahead Sunstreaker opener up,” came Ratchet’s voice. Without hesitation he tore apart the wrapping. And beneath it he saw... “A ROCKET PACK!!! THANKS YOU GUYS!” he squealed. “But where did you get it?” “Let’s just say we have a lot of favors to for Wheeljack,” said Jazz, “We knew it was something you wanted, and we couldn’t find anything else. Man, I’m telling you never go shopping on Christmas!” Sunstreaker wasn’t paying much attention to Jazz, he was too busy looking at his prize. “So, Sunstreaker what do you think of Christmas now?” Sideswipe nudged his brother. “Let’s just say I’ve seen the light...”
