FlammusPrimus dares:
I dare the Recruits to cause a huge mess on Griffin Rock. When the Professors go to deal with it, the Recruits shut down the groundbridge and have an epic party.

A/N: there's gonna be a lot of anonymous characters so just bear with me.

Recruits: *they're so dead*

*before them is the Griffin Rock dam, mere seconds away from bursting*

Rescue Bots: *coming through and immediately taking action*

Heatwave: how did this happen?

Hotshot: I.... uh.... might've.... crashed...? Into the dam.... in my jet mode....?

What actually happened: *Hotshot tried lifting all Recruits in his jet form and ended up slamming into the dam*

Blades: *activates the groundbridge from a portable device* this will be a little too extreme for you Recruits *hands the device to Hoist* head back to the Academy and stay there until we comm. Understood?

Recruits: yes sir!

Hotshot: so wait... you're trusting us to stay at the Academy alone?

Heatwave: *shoving them through the bridge* yes. And don't make us regret it! *gets them all through and shuts the bridge behind him*

*a few seconds later*

Wedge: THAT ACTUALLY WORKED?!

Hotshot: *snatches the portable groundbridge from Hoist* I told you it would!

Medix: Hotshot. How in the world do you figure out how to get us to help you do your stupid things?

Hotshot: that's easy! *being cute* because you all love me!

Recruits: *groaning*

Hoist: I-I don't know Hotshot.... this seems like a really bad idea....

Hotshot: *punching in coordinates with the portable device* pssshhhhttt nahhhh it'll be fine.

Whirl: uh... what are you doing..?

Hotshot: well... what's a party without a few bots being invited! *activates the bridge*

*a swarm of young cybertronians all come barreling through, cheering, screaming, yelling, and ready for a good time*

Medix: uh... sweetspark?

Hotshot: *ready to PARTAY* mhm?

Medix: *right in his audio* THIS IS WAY MORE THAN A  F E W!

Hotshot: relax babe! It'll be fine!

*a few minutes later in Hero Hall*

Everyone: *having the time of their life*

Whirl: *is a social butterfly*

Hoist: *tagging along to make sure she doesn't end up on the ceiling*

Wedge: *has all the ladies*

Hotshot: *is with his old buddies and is being a complete moron with them*

Medix: *trying to stay away from the mess but is also actively avoiding a large group of play boys trying to hit on her*

Playboys: *cat calling and whistling at her with thick New York accents*

Playboy 1: hey girl you looking for a good time?

Playboy 2: or we could give a bad time?

Playboy 3: *smacks 2* no moron.

Playboy 1: *arms out* fellas.

Playboys: yeah boss?

Playboy 1: shut up.

Playboy 4: uh, boss? She's walking away.

Playboys: *fall all over each other as they try to run after Medix*

Hotshot: *doing the hype with his boys*

Flash: (bear with me it's just a name I came up with) *the same bot who invited Hotshot to his party (Dare #74!)* yo Hotshit?

Hotshot: *rolls optics playfully at the nickname* wassup Crash?

Flash: *points toward the outside of the party* isn't that your fiancée?

Hotshot: *looks over* nah. That's my girl. Pretty, isn't she?

Flash: I think those guys are thinking that right now *points to the group of playboys*

Hotshot: *snaps(insane look) as he turns toward the direction of the group with malicious intent, raising up his servo to deliver a quick snap of his digits*

*lights suddenly turn off*

Everyone: *screaming*

Playboy 1: *was so close to kissing Medix and then gets startled by the lights turning off* ey who turned off the lights??

*another snap*

Everyone: *instantly stops screaming*

Playboy 2: uh.... boss? What's that... music?

The music: (go to the 3:44 mark trust me)

A/N: bear with me I've never seen the show but this song is used in memes.

*another snap*

*lights come back on*

Playboys: *suddenly find themselves surrounded with Hoist and Wedge to the sides and Hotshot a few yards away*

Medix: *is safely taken to the other side of the room with Whirl*

Hotshot: *his optics glowing a fierce and murderous blue as the music slowly starts increasing intensity*

Playboy 1: what's the meanin' of this, huh? We ain't doin' anythin' wrong.

Hotshot: *as the music gets more intense* you were hitting on my girl... *gets real close to the ringleader* Á̴̡̪̞̜̣̣͙̲̀͊̊̿̊̕̚͝n̵̡̡̫̓̽́̂͝͝d̸̢͎͈̖̉̒̽̇̇͜͠ ̸̼́̉̈́͐͌̀̓͘͜n̷͈̗̣͖̫͋͆ô̸̡̼̯̟̻̩̣̇̋̚ͅb̷̢̦̝̗̱͔̭̳̀̓o̵̢̩̘̣͖̝̞͈̓̑̍͊̾̾̾͑͌ḑ̴̗̱̈́̀̈́̇̃͛͐͠͠y̶̛͚͍̱̟͔̻̆̀̈́̈́͘ ̴̡͖͎̯̠̮̝̻̳͒͐h̵͔̦̤̰͕͐̈͋̽̄͝i̷͔̳̳̫͚̿̓́͠t̷̰̻̫͇̆̀̐s̵͈̭̈́̊͊ ̶̡͖͔̖̥̇͝ö̴̧̳̥̝̭̻̳͎̲͗͗̓͐̽̆̓̇ṉ̸̈́͋̌͑͝ ̵̺̞͛̿̅͌͑̿́̆̋ḿ̶̨͎̗͚̘̳͈̰͇̒̾̂̍̂͗̚ȳ̸̜̔̅ ̵̛͎̐̉̋̅ḡ̸̨̟̦͋͛͝ì̴̠̲͇̟̩͌̈́́̓̊ȓ̷̹͖̼͙̜̪̙̾͒̇͛̊͋̐l̴̚͜.̵͖͈̅̅̃̀

Playboy 1: *kinda shit himself* heh... and what're you gonna do about it, pretty boy?

Hotshot: *cracks knuckles*

Playboys: *holding their breath*

Hotshot: get 'em boys.

*huge fight breaks out*

Everyone: *screaming, yelling, cheering, running, and recording on their phones all in that order*

Medix: *as she and Whirl stand off to the side* he knows I could've taken all of them on, right?

Whirl: *winces as Hotshot breaks a playboy's arm* I don't think it would matter either way *covers her optics when Hoist slams a playboy into the wall with his winch whips*

Medix: *as Wedge uses his power drivers to pound a playboy into the ground* should I be flattered or should I be scared?

Whirl: *as Hotshot drags the ring leader by his pedes, the leader screeching his digits along the floor to find a grip as he screams in pure terror* both.

Medix: *actually looks away when Hotshot slams the leader into the wall* I'll... make sure to not mention that they slapped my aft and groped me-

Hotshot: T̴̢͇̭̱͎̤̘̺͓͔̐͋͐̈̎̈́̍̑̍̑̒̀͝͝Ḩ̵̗̙͎̰͈͖̭̜̯̬̓̋̿͘ͅE̶̛̤̩̥̐̅͐̅̀̐͗͝Y̵͕̥͉̦̼͖̹̘̬̖̎̓́̊̄͛͛̎̓̉̂͛͘ ̶̱͍̯̀̆͌̅̔͆͑͠W̴̯̼͋͋̊̄̈́͋H̷̤͉̩̤̤͚̮̜̘͙͖̔̈͗̃̒̍̎̎̀͜A̷̩̮̣̖̥͚̎̍̑́̿̉̽̽̇̓̚͝Ť̶̨͙̫̲̍͊͗ *rams his fist into his other servo as he looks down at the leader* I'M GONNA PUNCH YOU SO HARD YOU WON'T WAKE UP UNTIL NEXT YEAR-

Heatwave: *on comm* Recruits!

Recruits: *freeze in unison* fuck.

Playboys: *limp their way out*

Hotshot: *yEETS a car at them* AIGHT EVERYONE! GET OUT!

Everyone: *waste no time getting the fuck out of there*

Wedge: *winks and flashes finger guns at his group of ladies*

Ladies: *all blow kisses at him as they head out*

Hotshot: *looks at him, baffled* dude-

Heatwave: *on comm* RECRUITS!

Hotshot: *on comm* hah-hey dad!!! How's it going??? *keeps talking as his team freaks out and cleans up the huge mess around him* is the town okay??? Did mom have her 200 spark attacks while thinking about us being alone *throws a table into the closet* thinking we're irresponsible *throws weapons back into storage, narrowly missing Hoist* believing that we would disobey rules and destroy the place?

Heatwave: *on comm* er.... what?

Hotshot: *on comm as the Scrub-A-Dubber zips past him* NOTHING! *chuckles nervously as Medix can clearly be seen trying to run away from the Scrub-A-Dubber in the background, being followed by the rest of the team* so... how's life??

Heatwave: hell. Now open the bridge so we can get supplies.

Hotshot: *looks around in horror at the remaining mess, silently speaking to everyone else* "THIS PLACE IS A DISASTER WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO??"

Wedge: "YOU GOT US INTO THIS HOTSHOT"

Hotshot: *on comm* how about! Uh.... we can bring them to you!!! That would be SO much faster!

Heatwave: *on comm* no. It's too dangerous. Hotshot stop talking back and-

Blades: *on comm, obviously taking over* Hotshot, is something wrong?

Hotshot: *on comm as the Scrub-A-Dubber zips past again* nop- NOTHING! Nothing's wrong!! Just... trying to make it easier!

Blades: *on comm* Hotshot just open the bridge now. We're not asking again.

Hotshot: *on comm* got it... *grabs the device and runs out*

Recruits: *all yelling at him*

*two minutes later*

Hotshot: *doing everything he can to get his parents to slow down* we're working on a sim!

Blades: but then why are you here?

Hotshot: because I had to get the groundbridge up!

Heatwave: he means... *sighs* why are you here slowing us down when you could be back with your team?

Hotshot: *be dumb*

Hotshot: what's a team?

Hotshot: *not that dumb*

Blades: Hotshot. You're hiding something from us.

Hotshot: no I'm not!! I'm just... making this trip more interesting!

Heatwave: *snorts softly* you're not wrong.

Hotshot, when he sees the door for Hero Hall: *shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshi-*

Bladeswave: *heads in during his panic attack*

Hotshot: WAIT-

Medix: *standing there with the rest of the team behind her, the room all nice and clean* hello! Uh... how's Griffin Rock...?

Bladeswave: *taken off-guard by the spotlessness of the room*

Blades: *clears throat* under water *goes over with Heatwave to grab supplies*

Recruits, as soon as the Rescue Bots leave: *sighs of relief*

Recruits: *now they're mad*

Recruits: *at Hotshot*

Wedge: WE ALMOST GOT CAUGHT!

Whirl: WE ARE NEVER LISTENING TO YOU AGAIN!

Hoist: YOU'RE LUCKY MY Scrub-A-Dubber WAS FIXED!

Medix: *doesn't say anything since Hotshot actually saved her life*

Hotshot: I know... but hey! At least we finished the dare!!

Rescue Bots: *all outside the door of Hero Hall as lots of shouting can be heard from the Recruits, all of them giggling as they have a little tablet with them*

Chase: *as he holds the tablet up to the camera* they think we don't know what they're up to.

On tablet: *shows full video of the party in Hero Hall*

Boulder: hey, the part with Hotshot protecting Medix was-

Blades: violent.

Heatwave: that's my boy! *gets smacked by the wife*

Blades: *looks at camera* yeah we're pissed. But we're not gonna be harsh since they took it upon themselves to clean everything up. So, we're grounding them for a month.

Rescue Bots: *thumbs up as the door to Hero Hall opens behind them, followed by teenage screaming*