Welcome to the sequel to The New Spark Chronicles! In our last story, which was a bit short, we met Mollie Redd and her talking car Thumper, who in the end became a Transformer. The Sparkling Years takes place one year later. Thumper and Mollie have moved into the Autobot Base below Mikaela's garage... Not surprisingly, Bumblebee and Thumper have become best friends... Which will bud into more... Want more juicy goodies? Read and see. Super thanks to Toshi for her wonderful editing! YAY!

I don't own Transformers, though if I did, the new Transformers Animated series would be BURNED, BLOWN UP AND PEED ON, then redrawn by the artists who did Gundam Wing. Ratchet would be voiced by Alan Rickman, Ironhide would be voiced by Morgan Freeman, Bumblebee would be voiced by Jack Black and Optimus Prime of COURSE would be voiced by Peter Cullen, because Peter Cullen is the only one worthy... Well, MAYBE Sean Connery. (P.S Mollie would be voiced by Lindsey Lohan and Thumper would be voiced by John Travolta)

Yes, I am a genius. If anyone from Hasbro wants to hire me to come up with idea's, I would totally love to work for you! Until then... I am not affiliated with Hasbro and my "Ranting" is simply that. I'm practicing my freedom of speech. Don't sue. TRANSFORMERS ANIMATED SUCKS! RAR!

Chapter One- A lot can change in a year...

"Hold still runt!"

"CLICKGRUNT!"

"Language!"

"CLICKCLICKGRUNT!"

Mollie giggled as she watched Ironhide trying to bathe the squirming, cussing little sparkling. Night Strike had decided he wanted absolutely nothing to do with the whole bath idea and was throwing the mother of all mechanical fits.

Ironhide hollered as the sparkling sunk his teeth into the poor weapon's specialist's hand, leaping out of the tub and dashing past, leaving a trail of soapy water behind him. Ironhide made a dive for him, slipped on the wet floor and landed flat on his back with a ground shaking thud.

Mollie leaned back against the wall, laughing hysterically. Ironhide shot her a glare and slowly pushed himself to his feet, grunting softly as an expression of pain crossed his face. Concerned she headed towards the massive mech. "Are you ok?"

He saw the concern in her eyes and smirked. "Fine. Just old. Didja see which way he went?"

"Yeah, he's headed for the twins room."

Ironhide rubbed his temples and carefully stepped past her, heading after his wayward son. "Slag'n kid."

Mollie was quickly learning Autobot terminology. Babies, she had learned, were called sparklings, which she thought was down right adorable. She had also found herself using their swear words, Scrap, Fritz'd, Frag, Glitch, Slag and Pit. Giant alien robots were surprisingly cute. Sighing, she grabbed the data pad Ratchet had given her as a study guide to help her with her Biology class and went in search of her favorite one.

Grunting, Thumper dug his toes into the floor, trying frantically to get a grip on Bumblebee, who was in the process of shoving him over backwards.

They had been practicing hand to hand combat for the past hour. He hadn't gotten Bumblebee down once and it was pissing him off. Grappling, he brought his leg around, throwing his weight forward. To his dismay, Bumblebee managed to flip him around as they went down, landing on top and pinning him again. Next thing he knew, their eyes met and he felt something in his chest flutter. "Bee... I..."

He couldn't think of anything else to say as Bumblebee's mouth guard came off and he found himself melting into a puddle. He didn't know what Bumblebee was doing with his tongue, but whatever it was, he hoped it never stopped.

Mollie walked into the training room, figuring Thumper might be there practicing his fighting skills. What she saw stopped her in her tracks, her mouth dropping. Thumper was on the floor, pinned by Bumblebee. They had obviously been wrestling, but it hadn't ended that way.

Wrestling had turned into a passionate make out session. It was a moment later, when Thumper noticed her standing there. Lime green optics widened as he scrambled away from Bee, an expression of complete horror crossing his face. "M...Mollie...I..."

Bumblebee propped himself up on his elbows, blue optics twinkling with mirth. She was surprised to discover that the circular thing that had hidden his mouth was gone, revealing a small mouth, lips curved upwards in a playful grin. "We got a little carried away..."

Mollie giggled. "I'll say.""

Thumper was starting at his feet. "I um... Uh..."

Bumblebee rolled to his feet, that small grin still on his face. "Permission to date your car, ma'am?"

Mollie laughed. "Only if you bring him back with a full tank of gas."

Bumblebee shook with laughter. "I think I can manage that."

Thumper looked up, an expression of pure joy crossing his face. "Your ok with this Mollie?"

Mollie wrapped her arms around the leg of her best friend. "Are you kidding? You two are the cutest couple I've ever seen! Way to go Bee!"

Bumblebee chirped. "What can I say, I'm a sexy bot."

It was at that moment, the romance was interrupted by a loud thud, a squeal and a soap covered sparkling, flying through the door and frantically climbing up Thumper. Ironhide stormed into the room a moment later. "RUNT!"

Bumblebee grinned and grabbed the sparkling by the bar along the back of his neck and hoisted him off the ground. He clicked, growled and squeaked, trying to bite. Ironhide grinned. "Nice move Bee!"

Bumblebee held out the furious Sparkling. "I learned from the best Hide."

He then whispered loudly. "Try the ventilation system next time Night Strike... Hide's too big to fit in there."

Bumblebee yelped as Ironhide slapped him upside the head with a resounding clang. Mollie and Thumper exchanged a look and giggled.