The sparkling sat and watched as his younger brother played on the floor with another sparkling around his brother's age. The sparkling playing with his brother's name was something like Runner or something like that. The older sparkling didn't know and really didn't care much for Runner or Runner's elder brother, what was his name again….Prowl? He thought that that was right. The sparkling resumed his staring and watching as Prowl, Runner, and his own brother, Smokescreen played. He had never played with them mainly because he just wasn't interested in playing. Just then a shadow fell over him. He looked up at his sire's friend who was watching him with an annoyed expression.
"Why don't you play with the other sparkling's? I'm sure you'd have fun with them, young one." his sire's friend said gently. The sparkling frowned he didn't like the fact that the bigger mech was trying to get him to do something he didn't want to. "Dodger" a gentler voice called, "You do remember that he doesn't like playing with other sparkling's. Perhaps it would be better if you just read him a story and put him to bed." A smaller mech appeared.
This mech the sparkling liked, he was kind and gentle and read good stories to him whenever they came over for some odd reason. He was also the only mech whose name he remembered outside of his family's names. The mech's name was Snowdrop. Snowdrop picked him up gently and took him to the room where he and Smokescreen slept in when they came here to visit. Snowdrop sat down on the berth and placed the sparkling in his lap and began to tell the sparkling a story about a group of mech's called the Primes and how they were the first creations on Cybertron. As Snowdrop told the story the sparkling drifted off into recharge.
Rocketflare watched the mech telling the sparkling a story with disgust. Mech on mech couples in her own opinion where disgusting and unnatural although they could produce sparkling's just as mech on femme couples could. She sighed as she watched the sparkling fall into recharge. Last week the femme from Mechs for the Improvement of Cybertronian Species or MICS had saw that sparkling at the park and like any femme had worried why a sparkling would just sit and watch his co-creation play by himself so she had walked up and asked the creator sitting next to him, a femme with the designation Mistmoat. Mistmoat had explained that the sparkling for some strange reason didn't like to socialize. Rocketflare had looked surprised and asked to hold him and there she found it the ability that MICS had been looking for in sparkling's that the other four they had chosen didn't have and that made the sparkling who they had been considering's ability look weak, although it would take some time to bring the sparkling's gift out into the open.
But of course, Rocketflare and MICS where all very patient, know she just had to wait for the mech to leave and MICS would have their prize.
Snowdrop gently set the young sparkling down on the berth. His story was done and the young one had gone into a fitful recharge. He sighed and carefully so that he wouldn't wake the youngling moved away slowly then he exited the room. As he did so he thought sadly about the fact that the sparkling was so different. He shook his head and sighed sadly.
He didn't know it would be the last time he saw the sparkling for a long time.
Rocketflare snuck into the room as the mech left and made her way over to the sparkling laying on the berth with a cold smile on her facial features. She gently picked him up and began to carry him toward the window she had come in through. She slipped out the window and began to listen. She always loved when the creators of a sparkling of creators watching a sparkling couldn't find them. The freak out sessions they had where amusing, plus she didn't know the silver sparkling in her arms designation. It would need to be added to the sparkling's file. She watched as the door opened again and the same mech came in carrying a red, blue, and gold sparkling. The mech froze and screamed in shock, his voice causing Rocketflare to tense and the sparkling in her arms to wake up and look around for what caused the scream.
"Dodger!" the mech screamed out, "Come quick!" The bigger mech appeared with the pairs own two sparkling's in his arms, both black and white. Dodger froze when he saw the empty berth and his worried bond mate. He demanded softly, "Where is Mirror, Snowdrop?" Snowdrop shook his helm. "I…I don't know. I left him right there to get Smokescreen and when I returned he was gone."
Rocketflare smiled softly and looked down at the know awake sparkling in her arms who was squirming trying to get out of them. "Mirror" she repeated softly, "Hello Mirror, it's time to show you your new home and then Rocketflare disappeared into the night cooing Mirror back into recharge as she did so.
This story just popped into my head after I read Seeking Sanity by Carlough. I do admit that I absolutely fell in love with that particular story line so I decided to try to add to MICS and other things. Note to Carlough: I have no plans to put any of the characters that you made up into this story. This is just a prequel to a soon to be written story by me called Barricade. It will basically tell about Barricade's life and such, although the character I created called Mirror is a very main character in this soon to be story.