Prowl: Besides Wreck-Gar playing his Monty Python DVDs too loudly the base seems to be settling in to a comfortable routine.
Optimus: Good news, Prowl. I wouldn't pull anyone off guard duty just yet, but I'd say things are looking great here.
Prowl: About that. Hound asked for some time off. Seems he's got a little research project going on this month.
Optimus: Ironhide said as much. Who do you have covering his shifts?
Prowl: Sideswipe picked up his patrol this afternoon. He's out there with Sunstreaker now.
Optimus: Prowl, I told you NEVER put the brothers on duty on the same shift.
Meanwhile, Outside Autobot Base...
Sideswipe: So I was thinking we could use this time to come up with a plan for messing with Hound.
Sunstreaker: Sounds cool. I've got a boat-load of cling wrap in my quarters.
Sideswipe: Why?
Sunstreaker: You don't WANNA know.
Sideswipe: You're awesome. That's why I love being your brother.
Sunstreaker: Get your hands off me 'less you're makin' a donation to the scrapheap, rust-aft!
Sideswipe: You don't have bearing one, exhaust fume!
Sunstreaker: Wanna try these bearings on for size, clutch sniffer?
Sideswipe: Please! I don't have the microvision patch downloaded to my optics. I couldn't even see them.
Sunstreaker: That's it!
Sideswipe: Your mom's it.
Sunstreaker: WE'RE BROTHERS!!!
Back at the Base...
Prowl: They can't get in that much trouble in one shift...can they?
Optimus: Have Kup tell you about the opening night party for Revenge of the Fallen.
Prowl: I knew Bay put in the wrong twins.
Optimus: Tell Hound he'll have to collect presents on his own time.
Off in the woods somewhere...
Bumblebee: Whatcha get, Hound?
Hound: Two more birds and a ring of lard on a string.
Bumblebee: Are you sure this Santa guy isn't a Decepticon?
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