chapter 1 born
A little sparkling just born began to wail! Everything too cold and too bright! The little sparkling thought as it squirmed around and kept on crying loudly. Red alert began rubbing a towel over the sparkling's body. The sparkling kept crying. What kind of place is this? And what's he doing to me? The sparkling thought. "There we are all clean." Red alert said. Red alert began to weigh him. "106 pound 4 ounces good weight." Red alert said. The sparkling was still crying but quieting down a bit. Red alert measured him. "5'6'' long, very good," Red alert said. Red alert began to listen to the sparkling's intakes and spark. Red alert nodded and wrote it down. He looked in the optics, audios, nose, mouth, reflexes, and pulse. "He's very healthy." Red alert said. Red alert placed a diaper plate on him and wrapped him in blanket. The sparkling was whimpering. "He's one healthy bouncing baby mech." Red alert said handing him to Optimus the father.
The little sparkling whimpering looked up at his father. "Hi I'm your daddy," Optimus told him. The little sparkling didn't know what this big bot was saying but the one word did understand was daddy. This is my daddy. I have daddy. The little sparkling thought. Optimus then hand him to Elita. "I'm your mommy," She told him. "What are you going to name him?" Red alert asked. "I'm thinking Hot shot." Elita said. "I agree Hot shot it is." Optimus said. Red alert wrote it down and put a hospital bracelet on the sparkling's arm. It was almost 5:15 am. Hot shot began to wiggle. I'm hungry! Hot shot thought. Hot shot began to cry. Elita began to rock and hush him. Red alert brought in a bottle. It was full of low grade energon. Elita took it and stuck it in Hot shot's mouth and Hot shot began to suckle. Mmmmm this stuff sure is good. Hot shot thought.
Optimus left for a meeting. Where's he going? Hot shot wondered as he drank his first meal. Hot shot was full. He got a feeling he didn't like. Hot shot squirmed around crying. I hate this feeling! I really I want it to stop! Hot shot thought as squirmed around and cried. Suddenly Elita placed him up to her shoulder and began to pat his back in a very gentle rhythm. Hot shot made a face. He felt air being forced up his throat. Hot shot opened his mouth and... "*Burp!*" Hot shot felt better. He let out a deep relieved sigh. That's better. Hot shot thought. Hot shot yawned. Elita brought him back to her chest and began to rock him.
Hot shot fell asleep. Red alert came over with crib like hospital bed. Took Hot shot from her and placed him in it. Soon Elita fell asleep into a needed recharge. Hot shot began to dream. He saw all kinds of things he was playing with cybertronain animals. It was a really pleasant dream.
Optimus returned awhile later.
The next day they took Hot shot home. At the house Hot shot looked around. "Hot shot this is where you're going to grow up." Elita said.
That night they put Hot shot in crib.