Title: The Wrecker and the Moonlight - part 4
Characters: Wheeljack, Prowl, Jazz
Genre: Romance, Family, Adventure
Description: On Earth, Team Prime meet an old comrade who returns to Earth, with his bondmate, who is sparked, seeking shelter after the downturn on Cybertron. Works up to the birth of the Autobots' future, unlikely 'Godfathers' of the sparkling. At the end, a familiar face appears. Takes place during Transformers Prime... with some of my own twists to make it fit with my plot.
"Ratchet, prepare for your quick scan check ups. We're bringing in two new bots."
"Whoa!" Miko couldn't hold her excitement in. "TWO! We haven't had someone new since Wheeljack, now we get TWO!"
"Miko, calm down," Ratchet ordered, before collecting his tools as instructed.
The humans glanced at the doorway that led to the elevator to the roof of the building. They watched Arcee and Bumblebee walk in. Then Bulkhead, and then Optimus.
"Meet our new Autobots," Optimus introduced the two mechs, who entered upon that.
"Whoa..." Miko looked up at them.
The visored mech knelt down by Miko."Digging it 'uh? Name es Jazz, lil' lady."
"Jazz? So you listen to classics and old people tunes?" Miko asked.
The visored mech tilted his helm. "Na, ah like ta rock!"
"Ser-weet!" Miko smiled, then noticed the glare on the other mech. "That's creeping me out a little."
"Prowler..." Jazz clicked his fingers infront of the doorwinged mech's face. "Prowler... It's OK."
The mech didn't listen, his doorwings flared into a 'V' on his back, never blinking, his stare not leaving his sight on Miko.
"I'm freaking out now," Miko ran over to Bulkhead and hid behind his leg, noting the mech's face followed.
"Prowl, stand down! There is no danger here. They're humans and will not harm us!" Optimus ordered.
As ordered, Prowl relaxed, and sighed. "My apologizes Commander, just wary of this place."
"So after a warm welcome," Jack approached him. "You're Jazz, and you're Prowl. I'm Jack, that's Miko."
"And I'm Raf," Raf introduced himself.
"Digging it man," Jazz laughed. "Anywhere ta sit down 'in 'ere?"
Prime raised his hand, towards the large storage unit on the other side, "You're welcome to that spot."
Jazz nodded, and walked over, before relaxing on the seat. "Ahhh.. thes es nice."
"So, what's your stories?" Miko wanted to know everything.
"Is that really how you adress nobles?" Prowl shook his head. "The natives of this planet seem to not realize."
" 'ow would she know if ya didn't tell 'er before now?" Jazz asked.
Prowl frowned. "Joker.."
"Ah know, an' ya love meh for ta," Jazz laughed.
"Love?" The humans were confused. "Are you two a couple?" Raf asked.
"Bondmates," Jazz replied.
"It's the Cybertronian term for 'marriage'," Bulkhead replied.
"But you're both male?" Jack asked. "That's a little weird."
"About who ya fall en love with?" Jazz asked.
"In our language, that means... homosexual.. Like two males falling in love and marrying," Jack was a little creeped out.
"Our rules of gender and bonding don't comply to your human physics," Ratchet knew it was his time to step in and explain stuff. "Prowl is from a 'race' of Cybertronians called Praxiens. There numbers decreased as they were similar in attitude and nature to the Wreckers; loved their fighting and violence, and their numbers decreased. Officials decided on action to keep their numbers going, and made it that when Praxiens became fathers, since there wasn't any female Praxien to date, that their bondmates would only born males. On Cybertron, males can born sparklings, not just females too."
"That's weird," Miko rolled her eyes. "And kinda creepy."
"So you guys are actually born aswell, like us humans are?" Jack asked. "Mum will definitely question this on all possible angles."
"Why?" Jazz asked.
"Mum is a nurse at the hospital. She deals with medicals, and listening to this, she'll no doubt have questions and change her view," Jack replied.
"Nurse Darby can learn when she appears next time," Ratchet said. "Like I said, the numbers were decreasing, and so an order was passed, that for every newborn 'doorwinged' mech born, aka, Praxien born, the sparkling would have a programme installed before the end of the first week after birth, this programme ensured that when older, the only sparklings they have were mechs, not femmes. This only decreased their numbers further, because the femmes wanted daughters, not sons. Few femmes wanted sons and would fall in love with a Praxien, but they just felt like they were being used and refused to love femmes. But that all changed, when Prowl here became the Lord of the Praxien's home city of Praxus."
"Lord? You mean a King?" Raf asked.
"Yes, in human terms, I did," Prowl spoke up. "I was against the abuse of our lives, young sparklings who didn't get to voice their own choice to have this programme or not, and apparently the installing was quite painful."
"Apparently?" Miko asked. "Does that mean you didn't have it?"
Prowl shook his head. "My history... When I was born, the day after, a fire took place at our home, our mansion... Mum died in the fire, dad took me hidden incase the criminal responsible would return for seconds. I was only three days old when hidden, and dad emerged four months later. By then, it was too late for me."
"So you're able to have a daughter?" Jack asked.
Prowl nodded. "So when I was Lord, I had the order to drop that programme. The council refused to budge. I had my warriors dispose of the installation disks. I wasn't gonna allow Cybertron's future to be ruined by a choice the sparklings couldn't make. I did everything in my power to stop it! My father agreed that it should've been stopped, that wish he took to become missing in action."
"So how did you get to know him Bulkhead?" Miko asked.
"Well, not personally, but when me and the Wreckers, including Jackie, had to start background skilling and other subjects at the Academy, we met a femme called Moonlight," Bulkhead replied. "She's actually Prowl's cousin. Moonlight had a particular fond interest in Wreckers, like a 'fan' kind of way. She and the Wreckers got talking, hanged around in groups, it was Moonlight and her pals, Whiplash, Chromia, Smokescreen and Jazz."
"You knew the Wreckers?" Miko asked Jazz.
"Ta is 'ow ah met Prowler. Ah become pals with Moon, she took a' visit ta Praxus, ah went along, met Prowler, love at first sight," Jazz smiled.
"And Moon... well..." Bulkhead rubbed the back of his helm. "There were rules with Wreckers about certain... Jackie broke that rule when he met Moon.."
"Miles well spill it Bulk," Prowl replied, looking at the humans. "Basically Moonlight fell in love with Wheeljack."
If that didn't make the humans silent, nothing would. All three of them stood with mouths open in shock.
"And he did too?" Miko asked.
Prowl nodded. "The following years Cybertron started to fall apart, and eventually went dark. I did what I could to make sure my family were safe; the trouble was I couldn't find Moon, and no idea where she went. I left with Jazz onboard our ship. Angel took off in another ship, but she went back to Cybertron for something, she didn't tell us what, and me and Jazz saw an explosion on Cybertron. We thought our daughter was dead..."
"Daughter?" the humans gasped.
Jazz smiled. "Yep."
"Jazz, next time, you'll be sorrry," Prowl warned.
"Ah shucks, ya love meh doing ta. Only teasing."
Prowl rolled his optics. "Yes... When we found out it was a femme, the council deliberated that any Praxien who fathered a daughter would have them taken away, since they were concerned about 'only raising mechs'. Me and Jazz kept her hidden, raised her behind closed doors. It was a good thing we had the palace. If I had officials come round for visits and meetings, Jazz and our daughter had the other side of the palace to keep her hidden. But when Cybertron went dark, we had to leave, take off into space. We know Angel is alive on Cybertron somewhere, we've beent trying to track her signal but no luck. We thought we try and find refuges, and a place of shelter and rest for Jazz. No way would there be lubricant over my ship's surface."
"Lubricant?!" Ratchet scowled. "Why would you say th..." His optics widened, looking at Jazz. "Are you... you.."
Jazz nodded.
"Is he what?" Jack asked.
"Ok, human terminology from now on to stop confusing you," Ratchet said to the humans, before turning back to Jazz. "Are you pregnant?"
Jazz didn't reply, but stood up, turns around to show the side of him, showing a small, but noticeable belly starting to bulge.
"By the all spark!" Ratchet said quietly. "Let me give an examination to check their health."
"You're pregnant? How can a male, let alone a robot be pregnant?" Miko was shocked.
"Long story of science Miko," Ratchet replied. "Come on, easy steps Jazz."
Helping him to the medical berth, Ratchet used the scanner on his arm, giving a scan of Jazz's body. "Uh huh... Yes... Ok..." he mumbled during examination. "Ok. The sparklings are healthy, growing well, and aren't in danger at all. But I advised no combat fights for you till they are born."
"Doc," Prowl said, his doorwings twitched. "You said 'sparkling (s)' with an 'S', and 'they'..."
"Yes I did," the medic replied. "It's twins."
Prowl's doorwing twitched, and his engine gave a hum. Everyone turned in his direction as a small static occured, and he crashed.
"What the...?!" Jack gasped. "Did he go offline?!"
"No," Ratchet sighed. "With Prowl here, everything must be said in 'logic' or his processor can't handle it and will crash trying to process and work out the solution, to keep up with it. Also, when in shock, his processor fights to keep up with the problem, and will crash aswell. He'll be OK in a few minutes. I just have to check he didn't make impact with his doorwings," he rolled the Praxien over checking his doorwings.
"Why? What happens if he damaged his wings?" Raf asked.
"The doorwings are a Praxien's only weakness; if damaged, dislocated, ripped from his frame, or anything to knock it out of place, it'll cause his body to shutdown functions," Ratchet explained. "Like your human 'nerve system', the nerve system of any Praxien is attatched to their doorwings. If their doorwings are damaged, it stops the mech being able to move and they won't feel anything."
"Ouch," Miko cringed. "So falling back wards from a crash of his 'processor' not catching up with the situation, if his doorwings took on the impact, he'll 'shutdown' all movement."
"Precisely," Ratchet scanned the Praxien. "No damage to his nerve system, he'll be fine."
"So how far are you?" Miko asked Jazz, placing her hand on his leg.
"I checked everything," Ratchet replied to Miko's question. "He's about four months along, so you'll soon know the genders of the twins."
"Meh an' Prowler wanted ta beh surprised," Jazz replied.
Ratchet nodded. "Still, when I scan them at the five month mark it'll show up for me all the time of the genders, but I won't tell you if you don't want to know. But you'll have weekly checkups at the seven month mark to ensure growth is going smoothly."
Jazz nodded. "Doc's orders." He looked at Prowler and giggled. "So, are ya ta only Wrecker left?"
"Nope, thankfully," Bulkhead replied. "Jackie came to Earth a couple of months ago. He literally just left before you both showed up."
Prowl was immediately on his feet. "He's here?!"
"You were quick," Miko facepalmed.
"Jackie is 'ere?" Jazz asked. "But... he was.."
"Missing, I know," Bulkhead replied. "He explained everything to me, he does still miss Moon."
"An' ta company," Jazz added.
"What?" Bulkhead asked, confused.
"Bulk, ya were there too," Jazz replied, shocked to see Bulkhead ask that.
"At where?" Optimus asked.
There was silence...
Welcome to Prowl and Jazz, and *giggles* to twins soon to be born in a matter of months. Just had to include how the humans get to know the Cybertronian physics, and more mentioned of Wheeljack and Moonlight XD XD Sleepy now, more chapters uploaded later.
