Title: Sipping On Something Sweet

Author: DeviousGypsy

Request: This first request comes from vfnfvne who asked for Thundercracker's point of view towards his new family. I really hope it's to your liking!

Warnings: Mech-preg and cute fluffy junk that'll give ya cavities

Pairings: Thundercracker/Skywarp, mentioned Megatron/Starscream

Orn = Roughly 4.7 Earth days, Vorn = 83 Earth years, Breem = 1 Earth minute, Stellercycle = 1 Earth month, Megacycle = 1 Earth hour


At first he was just as excited as Skywarp was, the purple Seeker had already filled a data pad entirely with names. Then again, no one could blame Thundercracker; the two were bonded for one thing, meaning that Thundercracker could feel whatever Skywarp was feeling. For another; he was about to be a creator, it was something Skywarp and he had talked about for a long time, Skywarp wanted a large family, he wanted little Seekers climbing all over him. Thundercracker was partial to the idea himself, he didn't really care so long as his bond mate was happy.

Though he was still excited, the excitement began to die out as he remembered exactly why they hadn't been trying. They were in the middle of a war, the sparklings were in danger; as they had noticed when Starscream was taken by the Autobots. What if they tried to do the same to Skywarp. After that thought had popped into his processors, Thundercracker hadn't left Skywarp's side for at least and orn, even when Skywarp had shift and he didn't.

Then, a Stellercycle into Skywarp's carrying, Hook's diagnostic brought up exactly what the violet Seeker wanted to hear. Twins, making a complete trine for Stillenight. After that Thundercracker didn't have to worry so much as Skywarp spent most of his time in what had become Megatron and Starscream's quarters, talking to Stillenight about how he was going to give the tiny Seeker a trine.

Two stellercycles into Skywarp's carrying found the two Seeker's laying in the berth, Thundercracker just about to drop into recharge when Skywarp grabbed his servo, interlacing their digits. "TC," Skywarp started, voice soft as he cuddled closer. Not online enough to give a comprehensive response, Thundercracker hummed, onlining an optic to look down at the dark Seeker. "Are you upset that I got sparked?" That knocked the blue jet out of recharge, tilting his helm down to look at his mate. Skywarp didn't seem to notice his mate's reaction, optics and attention on Thundercracker's servos. "'Cause I know how you said that it was irresponsible and I don't want you to think that I did this on purpose or anything."

Thundercracker leaned down, pressing his lips to Skywarp's helm to get his attention. "I'm not upset, and I know you didn't do this on purpose. We have a little more energon than when you first mentioned it," Thundercracker reasoned, flicking his wings behind him so he could lay on his side, placing his free servo on the slight swell of Skywarp's cockpit where their sparklings lay.

Skywarp looked up to meet the red optics of his mate, "Then why not be happy, TC? You've just been worrying this entire time."

Running a digit over the space under Skywarp's optic, Thundercracker gave him a reassuring smile. "I am happy, Sky. I just," Thundercracker paused, moving his servo back to Skywarp's cockpit. "I saw what happened to Starscream and I don't want that to happen to you. I love you, Skywarp. And you're always so happy and carefree all the time, I have to worry enough for the both of us."

Smiling happily up at his mate, Skywarp hugged him, burying his face into Thundercracker's neck. "It's what makes us perfect, huh? We complete each other." Thundercracker nodded, wrapping his arms around his purple mate. "So," Skywarp continued, obviously not tired just yet. "Hook told me that it looks like both of them are going to be mechs. An all mech trine, just like ours." Thundercracker hummed in approval, his optics already shutting down again as he slipped into recharge. Finally noticing how tired Thundercracker was, Skywarp pressed in closer, "Night, TC. I love you too."


Thundercracker was relatively proud that he was known as the sensible and levelheaded member of their trine, but now that he was forced to stand helpless while his bond mate was obviously in pain, he didn't feel so levelheaded. In fact when the pangs of Skywarp's labor had started, Thundercracker had almost dragged the Seeker to the med bay, only to have Skywarp shrug him off, telling him that it'd be awhile before anything actually happened anyways.

Seeing how stressed Thundercracker was, Skywarp prodded the blue Seeker with a purple digit. "We should totally name one of them something like Thunderwarp or Skycracker!"

"Those names don't even make sense, Skywarp," Thundercracker muttered, not feeling any better as he eyed the energon drip inserted into one of Skywarp's main energon lines.

"Come on, TC," Skywarp whined, "This is supposed to be a happy occasion!" Ironically, right after Skywarp said that, another pain him, causing the purple Seeker to gasp and curl inward, Thundercracker immediately giving the seeker his servo to squeeze.

"A happy occasion my aft," Thundercracker muttered, trying to send reassuring and comforting pulses of energy to his spark mate.

Walking over, Hook ran a quick diagnostic over Skywarp before taking a step back. "Alright, kid. Open your chest plates and we can get the brats out of you."

When the pain dulled away, Skywarp stuck his glossa out at the medic, opening his chest plates as he did so. "My Seekerlings are not brats!"

Hook let out a small scoff, reaching into the warm chassis as he removed the lines from the first sparkling. "If they're anything like you, they will be." Skywarp's frame shivered when the lines were severed, loosing the close connection he had to his sparkling. Pulling his servo out, Hook took a rag and wiped the birthing fluids from his servo. "Next wave of pain I need you to bear down, curling forwards seems to help as it focuses a lot of the straining right to the chest."

Skywarp nodded, feeling Thundercracker tense up beside him, "Come on, TC. You're gonna meet your sparklings really soon."

Running a comforting servo down Skywarp's wing, ignoring the nervous shakiness of the action, Thundercracker just nodded. He felt the wings beneath his servo shiver as the pain came over Skywarp, the purple Seeker curling forward, gripping Thundercracker's servo as if it were the only thing he had in the world. Feeling his spark clench, Thundercracker just nervously kept sending waves of love and adoration for his mate.

The first sparkling seemed to be in a hurry as it didn't take long for Hook to set his servo beneath Skywarp's opened chest, the Seekerling falling from it's temporary home in Skywarp and laying in Hook's servo. As soon as the warm metal of the sparkling's form hit the cool air of the outside it's vents hitched, expelling birthing fluids before it emitted a loud cry. Thundercracker watching in amazement, realizing that the small being in Hook's servos was a part of him, a part of him and Skywarp.

As soon as Hook cleaned the mech off, he handed the mechling off to Skywarp, the purple Seeker immediately taking the small and noisy sparkling into his servos. The joy on Skywarp's face told Thundercracker that everything they'd been through over these past three stellercycles had been completely worth it. Skywarp looked so content and happy and just perfect holding the small black and white Seekerling in his servos.

He was broken from his revery when Skywarp turned his crimson optics to Thundercracker, holding the sparkling out to the blue jet. Thundercracker's optics brightened in surprise, looking between Skywarp and the sparkling. "Come on TC," Skywarp encouraged, "You gotta hold him so I can get the second one outta me."

Looking back down at the sparkling, Thundercracker's vents hitched a little, wings drooping. "I," he started, optics locked on the fussy little thing in Skywarp's outstretched servos. "I don't want to hurt him."

Skywarp laughed, "You won't hurt him, TC, it's in your programming to care for all sparklings, and this one is made from you and me. You'll never let anything happen to him." Comforted by his mate's words, Thundercracker reached out and took the sparkling, surprised as the Seekerling squirmed for a bit before settling into a recharge, completely content. "Aww, no fair! He already likes you better than me," Skywarp whined, though the smile on his face told how delighted he was that Thundercracker had bonded to their sparkling. "You wanna name him, TC?"

Thundercracker's optics brightened again as he held the sparkling close to his warm chassis. "Me?"

"Of course, you are his creator," Skywarp added with a smile, feeling Hook reaching into his chassis to sever the final sparkling from him.

"Alright," Thundercracker muttered, looking down at the sparkling in his arms. The sparkling was mostly black, like Skywarp, with white as the only other color. It reminded him of the nights on Earth when the moon was full and so bright against the dark contrast of the sky. "How about Nighthowl?"

Feeling the first pangs of pain alerting him that next sparkling was ready to meet it's creators. Skywarp offered a weak little smile, "That's great, TC." Holding his free servo out to Skywarp, the purple Seeker let out a small whine as he bore down bringing his knees up as he groaned. Thundercracker frowned at his mate's pain, but leaned forward to completely watch as their sparkling slipped from Skywarp's chassis and into Hook's waiting servo.

This mechling was mostly blue with black, only slightly smaller than the first born mechling. He was equally as loud though, a startling difference from Starscream's Seekerling. Hook quickly cleaned this one off as well before handing him off to Skywarp, who had laid back against the berth, vents heaving and frame heated. Skywarp treated the sparkling in his arms with the utmost tenderness, optics brightening at the sight of the sparkling he'd been waiting to have with Thundercracker since they'd bonded.

"Can I name this one, TC?" Skywarp asked, turning his optics over to glance at Thundercracker before focusing back on the blue and black Seekerling in his servos.

"Of course, 'Warp."

Skywarp brought his servos over the small frame of the sparkling, his mind going over the long list of names he had thought of before. "How's Strikezone?"

Smiling, Thundercracker leaned over, causing only a slight fuss from Nighthowl, to press a kiss to Skywarp's helm. "I think it's great, Skywarp."


Well, there ya have it, the first request done. I really hope you enjoyed it vfnfvne, I really enjoy these too, I think they're adorable. So, anyone else have any requests go ahead and add them into your reviews and I'll get em done as quick as I can. You're also more than free to put in more than one request, I don't mind!