It's been awhile since I last did a story. This is not slash. It's Sunstreaker helping a fellow Autobot out.

Beta read by: Litahatchee

Disclaimer: No own transformers!

"I hate Earth!"

"I hate their weather!"

"Most of all, I hate the Decepticons! Slagging Decepticons need to give themselves up so we can all go back home," grumbled Huffer as he stomped out of Prowl's office. There wasn't much to report since the Decepticons were being quiet.

Winter had quickly approached and with it came the bitter weather that was the signature of the season. He hated the cold weather. He knew his other comrades agreed with him, too. That's why others had come up with excuses to get out of patrol duty with him and he had to patrol alone out in the numb-biting wind. Prowl wouldn't let Huffer get out of patrol, no matter how much he argued with him. It wasn't fair.

Now here he was, cold and shivering. I probably blew my internal temp. gauge, Huffer thought, despairingly. He didn't want to go see Ratchet. He didn't want to hear him yelling at him. Unfortunately, he knew he would have to go.

"What's the matter with you, minibot? Why are you shivering in the middle of the hallway," a condescending voiced asked from behind him.

Great! Sunstreaker! He groaned inwardly. He didn't want to deal with Sunstreaker, but he wasn't aware that he was standing in the middle of the hallway until he looked behind him.

"Nothing is wrong with me."

He started to walk away, but a hand grabbed his shoulder, stopping him from doing so. Sunstreaker forced the minibot to turn around and face him.

"Tell me why you're shivering."

"Why? So you can pick on me? Well, if you must know, I'm going to see Ratchet. My internal temp. gauge is blown and I might freeze to death before I can get to him," Huffer explained.

He didn't want to look weak in front of Sunstreaker, but he couldn't help but shiver. He really hated Earth. He had no idea how his internal temp. gauge blew, anyway. Sunstreaker didn't say anything for a while. He just studied Huffer and Huffer didn't like it.

"Will you le-"

Before Huffer could finish his sentence, Sunstreaker grabbed him, pulled him against his form, and held onto him tightly.

"What ar-"

Again, Huffer was interrupted by Sunstreaker telling him to shut up. Sunstreaker then, revved his engine, sharing his body heat. The heat felt great flowing onto him. He was quickly warming up and it was thanks to Sunstreaker. Huffer off-lined his optics in bliss. The warmth radiating from Sunstreaker's form was making him sleepy. He could stay like this forever. Thinking of the other minibots, suddenly, he hoped they wouldn't show up. He would never hear the end of it.

"Feeling better, Huffer?" Sunstreaker asked after awhile, not bothering to look down at the minibot.

Sunstreaker had other things he wanted to tend to and he didn't want to be standing in the hallway all day. Not when someone he didn't like might see him. Being nice sometimes took most of his patience away. Instead of saying anything, the minibot, without thinking, burrowed himself into Sunstreaker, seeking more heat. Yes, he was feeling much better. Sunstreaker smirked, before shaking his helm.

"I'm not a pillow," Sunstreaker suddenly declared, shaking Huffer.

Sluggishly, Huffer on-lined his optics to glare up at the yellow lamborghini.

"I'm sure your systems are warm for now. Why don't you go to Ratchet now?"

Resigned, Huffer stepped away from the comfort and nodded.

"...Thanks, Sunstreaker."

At that, Huffer headed towards the med bay and Sunstreaker's voice followed after him, making a smile form on his metallic face.

"You're welcome! Don't mention what I did to anyone! I mean it!"

Huffer just kept walking, still smiling. He wouldn't dream of telling anyone.

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