15, Silence _RGs AU_

It was a mistake letting Miles out of their sight more then they had to. Sure, he had to go out for class, and things like that, but a party because of his winter break? A party with alcohol, and other humans and, and...

For the love of all that was good and trope-filled, how could Miles do that to them?

And after two days of hearing nothing from their human, Kunnella had to call Sam. Neither of the twins wanted to, but Miles was more important then their pride, or dislike of Bumblebee. It was lucky that the dorm room they lived in had a land phone, that was for sure. He was panicked enough to be frantic, chittering into the phone loudly until Gwrandaw tore it from his grasp.

Six hours later Sam called them back, and hearing Miles' voice on the other end, in the background, sent both of the real gears into a second frenzy.

Their human, their Miles had been grabbed by spooks, spooks disguised as cops, and had tried taking him away! It was horrible, and stupid, and they vowed vengeance on those bastards.

After they had their human back.

They were camped out at the door when it opened, and even angrier at the Sector Seven people when they saw Miles. He looked exhausted, Sam holding him up while he limped inside.

"Did you know Air Vent Escape is actually possible? And Bathroom Breakout. I was, like, shocked but mixing them- Kun, are you alright?" The headset was flicking his spy watcher blades in and out and staring at him with large purple optics.

"'E's debatin' if stabin' them fucks in th' nuts'd be a good idea." Gwrandaw muttered, bowing his head in thanks to Sam as the teen let Miles stand on his own. The other human offered to stay, but Miles pushed him out with smiles and way too much cheer for it to be normal, before locking the door.

His cheer was gone in an instant as he picked up the twin real gears and carried them to his bathroom.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want Sam to think... well, he and Satan's Camaro picked me up after I was finally able to get a call out. He blamed himself... thanks for calling. It would have been hell trying to get back otherwise and..." Gwrandaw shook his head to effectively cut off the explanation and climbed up to kiss Miles on the cheek, tail twitching.

"Jus' happy te' have our human back. Worried, but we're fine now. Ye' ain't goin' nowhere without 'ne of us anymore 'less it's class."

"Aye, they try te' touch ye' again an' we'll rip der h'arts out." Kunnella nestled himself into Miles' other shoulder while the human undressed, stepping into his shower with the twins still clinging to him. He didn't answer, and they didn't expect him to, giving him silent comfort.

As he leaned against the shower wall, he started babbling again, this time it was more natural, about how he was going to read up on more escape tropes. It didn't surprise either mech that the silence didn't last long, it never would as long as they had Miles around.

To touch and love, and protect... and listen to. They were a CD player and headset after all, it would be weird to enjoy silence.