Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers! Just Patchy and her new sidekick!
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(Yeah... no excuse this time just a storage space for the one-shots that will feature Patchy and her new sidekick. enjoy!)
Mirage named his new baby 'Bounce' after the baby hippo decided it wanted to somehow jump up onto the berth and proceed to use Mirage as a bouncy castle.
Hound was distinctly pleased with that arrangement.
Patchy caught a cold, Jazz pulled a very good impression of a fritzed Red Alert when he discovered his 'baby girl' trotting down the corridor occasionally coughing and shivering.
And the Local authorities sighed, locked themselves in the jail and groaned 'Here we go again'
Patchy sneezed again making Jazz coo and fuss over her as she lay with a blanket draped over her back. Her collar jangled as she shook her head and neck to get rid of a shiver, her tail flicking in a displeased swish.
Prowl sat on the rec-room couch reading a data-pad from Mirage, the top of the device had an odd chomp out of the edge.
"It seems Bounce has got into Mirage's supply of blank data-pads" Prowl commented as the exposed wires gave a vicious spark making the screen flicker with static before settling on the report again
"Aww, the baby was just curious, Prowl" Jazz said stroking Patchy's head from his sitting position on the floor beside the 'Giraffe's Corner' of the rec-room.
Patchy had taken a shine to the far corner where she could watch the TV and spy on bots coming and going from the room. Prowl and Jazz had built her something like a cushion fort for her in the corner though Jazz was upset his baby had moved away from her 'mummy and daddy' so early. "Anyway Bounce is just young, you know what Patch and Bounce are like together. They get into everything"
"Yes, including that top secret military document" Prowl replied with a roll of his optics remembering the incident that had nearly caused an international war.
Patchy and Bounce had managed to get into Prowl's office when the SIC had left to give Optimus some documents to sign and had left some Top Secret military data-pads and their paper copies lying on a low down side-table. Curious at the leafy looking documents Patchy had taken a nibble accidently knocking over the data-pad that had bounced across the floor, damaging the exterior and trampling on the digital keyboard, accidently engaging the automatic spell changer, changing vital words within the document.
When Prowl had returned Bounce was already trying to ingest the precious data-pad which was firmly taken away and replaced with the large Transformer sized ball that sent both young animals chasing after it in delighted distraction.
In his haste to meet Jazz for their evening energon, he had hurriedly checked the data-pad was not malfunctioning and shoved it in the out box on his way out.
Two days later, the American army had tanks sitting outside of the ARK. Red Alert had a field day wildly declaring it was a coup d'état as some jets from various countries had started to circle as well. Optimus in his outrage had demanded a meeting and the problem was quickly found.
Several sentences contained insults. Words that should have been used to sweeten up the receiver now contained various swear words.
Prowl blamed Jazz who in turn blamed his innocent looking daughter and her newly acquired sidekick, Patchy and Bounce were shoved by Red Alert out of the ARK and in front of the tanks. The puppy eye tactic worked like a charm. Some humans even came over and asked for pictures.
Red Alert was still hiding from the angry parents demanding what he would have done if the humans had decided to shoot.
Mirage had turned out to be a very fussy parent. He was constantly seen cleaning his 'baby' growling at anyone who tried to help. Nobles, it turned out, were very 'baby proud' as Carly had once said after commenting on Bounce's oddly extremely clean hide as the hippo and Patchy had been playing with their ball.
Hound was just happy to have someone to roll in the mud with, which in turn made Mirage happier to have more cleaning time with his 'baby'.
Wheeljack was forbidden from making another set of armour, though the collar he was working on was coming along nicely, only two explosions so far!
Being friendly rivals, Jazz and Mirage often tried to show each other up using their younglings, Prowl and Hound had given up after the fifth round of 'Who had the Cleanest Baby' competition, spurred on by the Twins of course, Sunstreaker would often judge the shiny looking animals and Sideswipe would dish out ARK-made rosettes. Patchy always looked a little surprised to be kidnapped from her courier duties to suddenly be brushed and 'buffed' up till her coat shone. Prowl would later give her a treat for putting up with Jazz's odd completive streak so she soon learned to like it.
"Earth to Prowl!" Jazz's voice jumped him out of his thoughts, a mental image of himself stamping a pede and pointing in the general direction of Jazz's voice now joined by another of Patchy's coughs.
"Sorry Jazz. I was reminiscing" the SIC said turning his attention back to the Head of special ops who now had Patchy's head resting on his shoulder plating the giraffe's eyelids drooping as she fought to stay awake "What did you say?"
"I said Ironhide is getting out of the Med-bay later after Carly over loaded him with stuff from IKEA." Jazz grinned, his visor giving an amused flash. "I think his ego was a bit bruised when it turned out his suspension was shot after the IKEA boys dumped the new wardrobe in him."
"A bit?" Prowl said giving an uncharacteristic snort of disbelief "He was still ranting about destroying the IKEA store and not giving a frag about the cheap but 'reliable' furniture, I don't think it helped that the shelving they sent him as a sorry gift snapped after he put one of his guns on it after just putting it up. That is after Red Alert had scanned it down to the atoms to make sure it was safe"
"We're transformers, humans will understand one day that our stuff is a lot heavier than what normal shelving can stand" Jazz shrugged as Bounce plodded into the rec-room followed closely by Mirage, blinking in and out of view randomly just so that Bounce could see him.
"You know I think he freaks out bots more now that they can see him coming" Prowl commented as the eager little hippo nuzzled at Mirage's ankle plating to be lifted when the spy sat at one of the other tables "On another note… Cliffjumper is still missing his right hand as Ratchet commented to me yesterday. Do you remember where we put it?"
The Saboteur shook his helm, careful not to jar a snoozing Patchy "Nah, I can only remember where we put the easy stuff, you know, Interface panel, helm, and his aft"
"The helm was an easy one," Prowl protested thinking it over tapping his stylus from his sub-space and making a few changes to the sparking data-pad's contents. "He didn't shut up long enough for us to suitably bury him"
"Oh! I remember!" Jazz suddenly shouted snapping his fingers, accidently startling Patchy awake who let out a bleat of fright causing Jazz to snap back into mother mode "Aww, am sorry Patch" he cooed scratching in between her horns to calm her "Forgive me?" He asked making a pathetic face at his baby.
Patchy gave a snort and then licked her 'mummy's' faceplate as Jazz fussed over her again
"Jazz?" Prowl asked rolling his optics
"We sent it to the Decepticons" Jazz said remembering slipping Cliffjumper's servo into a transformers sized envelope. "I seem to remember it was a third class stamp"
"You cheap skate!" Mirage called from where he was cradling Bounce in his arms, teasing the baby hippo's ears.
"Hey! I was low on change!" Jazz replied tucking Patchy more into her blanket and the padding on the floor. "Anyway, knowing our luck it got lost in the post, though it was nice of Carly to give up her electric egg whisk to use as a replacement while Ratchet constructs a new hand for him"
"Do you remember who you sent it to?" asked Prowl curiously looking over the bitten data screen
"Nah" Jazz said waving his hand in a dismissal manner "But I probably sent it to Hook, he'll think it's from Ratchet and send an angry letter including the hand back to us. No worries"
-The Nemesis—
"Starscream!" shouted Megatron in annoyance from his throne "Get in here now!"
Startled the Jet burst through the doors in a panic "What? I didn't do it!" he shrieked back only to pause when he saw no emergency before crossing his arms grumpily across his chest plates before continuing "I'm in the middle of a very important discussion! Skyfire and I were watching 'A Hitchhikers Guide to The Galaxy' through an open comm. and taking notes on how accurate the 'aliens' were to the ones that we saw when we were explorers and… I'll shut up now" he stopped his rant as a fusion cannon was levelled at him.
"Please do" snarled Megatron throwing a transformer sized envelope at the seeker, a third class stamp half peeled off at its edge "You got some mail"
A/N: Hope you enjoyed :) Any suggestions on what I should do with them next?