Sitting with the my little ones in my lap I sat still in my creators quarters. My twins at the moment were out and about on a patrol, apparently Decepticons had been spotted, but that's not what worried me. Sure I was uneasy with the idea of Decepticons coming back...but I was more worried about my family. My main question was, why had my creators brought me here?

Swallowing, I sat there for the longest time just cuddling my sparklings uneasily. The sound of heavy pede steps entered the room. Looking up at Ironhide I watched him amble in and sit down heavily. My little sister curled up in his arms happily, she had definitely grown I observed. While she had once been probably three or four feet she now stood at six feet. Still a munchkin compared to me, but I had no doubt she'd probably end up taller than me. I was only roughly fifteen feet, and seeing how tall Ironhide was...well she had a high chance of being like him.

Glancing up I watched as my femme creator swept into the room with a deadly grace. Her blue armor seemed to light up like hot flames under the dim lighting. I suddenly had the urge to paint her, to try to get the color down. Primus I'm getting like Sunny and Sides...I thought in amusement.

"Do you have any idea why we called you here?" Chromia asked. I got the sense that they were the mafia and I was someone who owed them money. Trying not to laugh I forced down the smile as hard as I could.

:No ma'am. Why?: I stated softly through the bond. While I didn't mind having to speak through the bond or com link it did get annoying after awhile.

"We need to talk." Ironhide rumbled softly. Frowning I tilted my helm.

:About what?:A soft sigh emitted from both of them, making them sound far older than they really were.

"It would seem...that we do not know as much as we would like. It is causing...problems with our communications." I must have looked confused at Ironhide's words because suddenly Chromia was speaking as if afraid that she couldn't get the words out fast enough.

"What your mech creator is trying to say, is that we're sorry. We shouldn't have treated you as such, blamed you for something you couldn't control."

"I should have never struck out at you." Ironhide rumbled. Leaning forward he gently traced my delicate cheek plating. I balked at their words in astonishment.

:You don't have to apologize. Things happen...besides I am partly to blame as well.: At their curious glances I spoke reluctantly.

:I never told you about my glitch because I was scared you would abandon me...and then with Wisteria coming into the picture...well I started avoiding you because I was scared. I couldn't feel you...I thought you had left me for her.: At their protests I raised a small servo. The little ones shifting restlessly. Gently bouncing my legs I got soft coos of amusement from them, hopefully avoiding a major tantrum for the moment.

:I'm sorry I didn't trust you more. You are my creators and I let my glitch get the best of me.: Their gazes softened and I found myself being gently hugged by them, thankfully they minded the sparklings and didn't curl to close. Sighing I smiled as their reassuring words.

"All is forgiven."

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Laying on the berth half asleep, I had my little ones cuddled into my abdomen with Whitefang curled up against my back in between my wings. Sighing I unshuttered my optics and stared at the far wall, the wall that contained our door. Smiling softly I couldn't help but stare at it, as if my mates would magically walk through the door at any moment. They had been gone all day, much to my displeasure. At least the talk with my creators went well...it was a long over due chat I thought to myself, contemplating on what would happen now. It seemed so peaceful, but I knew better. With the cons still out there peace was all but an allusion.

Carefully shifting my little ones I sat up and scooted off the berth. Turning I gently picked them up and pushed them up against Fang's warm sapphire side. His ears were pricked and his deep blue optics were on me. The one good thing about Fang was that I could trust him to look after my sparklings as if they were his own pups. Giving him a stern look he huffed and curled his tail around my little ones obediently.

Their orange and green armor sticking out against his deep blue side. Giving off a static laced giggle, I turned and walked into the small art studio. Sitting down at my stool, which sat between both of my mates work area, I scrutinized the blank canvas curiously, thinking on what to paint. On nights like this, when the twins were gone and I couldn't recharge, painting became my best friend. Sighing softly I contemplated different landscapes until I remembered that small little slice of heaven. The gurgling creak within the shadowy forest. The clearing that glowed dimly with the light pulsing moss, the fire flies, bumblebees, and butterflies. The very clearing was alive in it's own magical way. Smiling a secretive smile I picked up my paint brush and began to paint. It wouldn't be done for awhile, I knew this much, but when it was I hoped it would be as life like as I remembered.


AN:

Gutan Tag everyone I know it's short, but please be patient. I am trying to get back in the groove and think of new ideas. With me now out of the movies I'm trying to figure out where to go with major plot points. ^^' Also this week I have only three days of school, so hopefully I'll have time to sit down and think of new ideas and write some longer chapters. Please help me with ideas. I need someone to kick start me brain, round house kick preferably. Lol sorry bad humor...aaaaand I'm rambling. I'll shut up now. Let me know what ya'll think.

~D.R. Out