Sorry this took a while. I was missing something very important to write this, a sense of humor. :) I also somehow got a case of writer's block. Anyways, he it is.
Ratchet had shooed me away not long after Wheeljack. He made sure that I knew enough about sparklings to take care of one. Optimus was becoming tired of sitting in my arms. I knew the little thing wanted down, so I took him to the lounge, where a few different autobots just happened to be. Optimus was no longer staying still, so I sat down, and I allowed him freedom. He didn't go that far from where I sat. He did however, manage to draw the attention of the others.
"Hey 'Hide", Bumblebee greeted me, as he walked up. "He's really cute". He pointed at Optimus who was crawling in front of me.
"Yeah, he is", I replied. I smiled as Optimus made his way back to me.
I moved to pick him up, but Bumblebee went to get him. "I can pick him up for you", he stated. I waved my hand.
"You're free to try", I tried to keep the smug tone out of my voice. Bumblebee tried to pick up the sparkling, but since he was one of the smallest Autobots in the Ark, and the sparkling was the leader of the Autobots, Bumblebee couldn't pick him up properly. He did manage to lift Optimus up, but nearly dropped him into my lap. I reached out to keep either one of them from falling.
"Wow, he's big", Bumblebee said.
"Well, he is the tallest Autobot other than the Dinobots, and Skyfire", I replied. Optimus settled down resting against me. He fell asleep while Bumblebee and I talked for a little bit.
"Can I look after him tomorrow?" Bumblebee asked.
I thought for a second, then I responded, "It's not easy to watch him."
"Still..."
"Can't see why not. Sure. Ask Ratchet 'bout what to do",I finally said. Bumblebee smiled as I went to my quarters with the sleeping sparkling.
I laid him on my berth, so he could rest. I began to read over a data-pad that was on my desk. I gave up that later and I started to polish some of my weapons. I was nearly bored, and wanting to leave Optimus to rest, when said mech woke up. I handed him some Energon to keep him from crying. He gladly took it from me. When he finished it, I picked him up and placed him on my desk. I turned to get something to keep Optimus busy, when he chose to explore. He knocked over one of the lamps on my desk with a giggle. I looked at him but I only laughed. He moved on towards a pile of data-pads. I inwardly groaned but I left him to play. I turned around to get the item. When those were knocked over, he became curious of one of the guns sitting on the table near my desk. I turned around to find him reaching for it.
"Don't touch that!" I cried out, which startled him and he by mistake pushed over. It hit the table firing nearly taking my head off. He began to cry at the mistake, and so I scooped him up. "Hey, Optimus. It's okay. It was an accident. I'm okay", I tried. He looked up at me and stopped crying. I smiled sitting down on the berth. "Want ta play with this?" I waved a toy that I had since I was young in front of him. He reached for the toy, and I gladly handed it to him.
He played while I took care of the other weapons for a while. I made sure this time that they were far from Optimus. I wanted to go somewhere other than just one room. Optimus managed to fall asleep, arms wrapped around the toy. I carefully picked him up and I headed back to the lounge. I noticed that the twins were there, as well as Gears, Brawn, and Huffer. The first two could be trouble, but the last three could be very tiresome. I shook my head lightly as I sat down. The twins were getting along for once, and they seemed happy. The three others were talking, and they also had placed them selves on the couch beside me. They for some odd reason had it so that I was listening to the conversation. Mostly because of what they were talking about.
"What are we supposed to do with a sparkling? How is he going to be of any help? Are we supposed to let him grow up again?" Gears whined. I rolled my optics. He had said it loud enough that Optimus began to sqirm in my arms. He started to cry but the three bots ignored him.
"I understand if Optimus was his normal age, but we need him to be able to fight the Decepticons", Brawn added. They seemed to be getting louder. Either to drown out Optimus, or to getting him more mad.
"What's the point? Maybe we should just give up to the Decepticons now? Just to get it over with", Huffer whined. Optimus was getting even more upset. I shifted to make him more comfortable, but that didn't work.
"It's okay Prime. It's okay", I soothed. Even that didn't work.
"This whole war seems to be a waste now. We need a leader, and a sparkling can't be the leader of the Autobots", Gears stated. I was getting ready to snap, as Optimus was now almost screaming.
"SHUT THE SLAG UP!" I roared. It was now silent, as I had drawn the attention of the twins, the three sitting beside me, and the sparkling. He suddenly started trying to get away from me. He looked almost afraid of me. I moved my hand to comfort him, but he made a sound of protest. Across the room, others had come to see what was going on. Now, Ratchet moved towards me, and picked up Optimus, who looked much happier.
I growled softly and I pushed my way past the others, and I headed towards my quarters. I couldn't think straight anymore, so I went to Med bay. The door was open, so I leaned against the wall. I heard chirping from Optimus, and so I sighed happily, knowing that he was happy. I heard Ratchet talking, so I thought that I would listen to what he had to say.
"I wonder if you remember anything from before", Ratchet sighed. "You might. Oh well. Get to sleep." When I no longer heard the sounds of a sparklilng, I looked into the room. I smiled when Ratchet moved Optimus so that he could sit down. He looked up at my light laughter. "What are you do doing here?"
"Couldn't think when I was worried he'd hate me", I said softly pointing at Optimus. Ratchet motioned from for me to sit down. "What do you think he remembers?"
"I don't fully know, but I have an idea. He remembers us Autobots, by sight and name. He's no idea what an 'Autobot' is. Not even what we do. So, he can't remember the war", Ratchet replied. I looked over the sparkling and sighed.
"What if he remembers me yellin' at the others? He looked afraid...", I sighed. Ratchet moved his hand to rest it on my shoulder.
"I checked his reaction. I said your name and he perked up. He wants to be with you by the look of it", he responded and gently placed Optimus in my lap. "Go get some rest 'Hide. Take him with you."
I smiled and took Optimus back to my quarters. He woke up and looked around. Then, he looked up at me. He smiled and laughed and cuddled up to my armour. I smiled and placed him on my desk. He protested, and made his way over to me.
I played with Optimus for a few hours, and then I chose to go to bed since Optimus was sleeping. I laid down on my berth, and placed Optimus on the side. I readjusted so that he was laying between my arm and chassis. He had plenty of room, and I also knew that he couldn't fall off. I slipped into recharge soon after.
He stayed still until about 1am. At that time, started to squirm, so I got up, and took care of him. Thankfully, he stayed asleep until about 7am. Then, I got him ready for Bumblebee. I was glad that I could be free of taking care of him, but I also didn't want to give Optimus up.
Please review since this type of story is not what I normally do. I could really use any sort of advise/ideas for coming chapters. Thanks!
