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Soundwave

Autobot Base Omega One, Third POV

Fixit is curled up in a tiny ball of misery, doing his best not to cry. He's felt everything the triplets have been put through, on top of having just gone through the "Code D" at the private kindergarten and missing his sparklings. Through it all, he's trying to stay strong for the sparklings—his sister and brother that are still here are looking to him for guidance and protection.

Optimus steps into his children's room and sits on the side of the berth beside the miserable minicon. "Fixit?"

"I-I'm okay…"

"I just got a comm from the Ark. They will be sending a bridge down in four days for us to retrieve your sparklings." Fixit can no longer hold back at that, and starts crying harshly. Optimus picks him up as his oldest daughter always had, and pulls the red plush blanket over him. "It will be okay, Fixit. We will find them."

"Th-they're in p-pain…s-someone's h-hurting th-them…"

"I know, Fixit. I know."

Elita steps up to the doorway, a whimpering Dreamwave in her arms with her head resting on the femme's shoulders, causing Optimus to look up. "Are you coming?"

Optimus nods before carrying the minicon with him into their berth room. The minicon winds up recharging in their room with the two sparklings that night, the same thing that would happen if it were Bumblebee, Brightstar, or Mariposa who were spark-broken over something.

9:51 PM, Nemesis, Third POV

Two tiny figures sneak into the Decepticon second's lab with their hands full of supplies to use to prank the Seeker.

"Frenz. Look."

"Hush, Rumble."

He turns his twin's head toward the cage on the counter. "What do you think's inside?"

"A cyber-cat? I don't know!"

"Don't let Ravage hear you say that!" The two walk over to the counter and climb up. "Holy Primus, it's Mari!"

"Mari?" He leans closer. "You mean that pretender we met in the other dimension before the war? She got small…"

"She's a youngling, moron!" Rumble looks around and huffs. "There's no way for us to get her out without Soundwave's help."

"Then let's go get the Boss!"

"He won't be happy to know we were going to pull a prank…"

"He'll be less happy when he learns Screamer's got Mari and her siblings in a cage! You know how much he cares about her! He may have been tricked into joining the 'Cons anyway, but he's still loyal to Mari! I can feel it in his spark."

"Okay, then…" They move to climb down, accidentally knocking a bolt to the floor with a clang.

"Mmmm…" I flutter my eyes open and look around, too tired to even think about sitting up.

"Scrap…"

"Hi." I blink for a moment. "Rumble!?"

"Mumble?"

Star nudges Bee. "She said Rumble, not Mumble."

"Yeah, Goofball." I struggle to sit up before leaning on the bars. "Can you guys get us out of here?"

Frenzy shakes his head. "Sorry…We don't have the code, but Soundwave should have the over-ride."

"We were just about to go get him…"

"Gotta binky?"

Rumble smirks. "Surprisingly, yes."

They each pull one out to give us, then Frenzy pulls another out for Star. Frenzy pats my good hand gently after the one he gave me lands in my mouth. "Carrier made sure he had some in case you three got taken."

"We have to leave now. Can you hang tight here 'til we get back?"

Bee giggles. "We're not going anywhere…"

I smirk. "Till you get back, at least."

"Then we'll try to hurry." I give them each a kiss on the cheek, causing them to grimace, then watch them leave.

"Your 'friends', I assume?"

I giggle and nod, pain forgotten for the moment. "Yep. Some of them, anyway. Soundwave's loyal to me, not Megs, Goofball!"

"You're calling me that a lot lately, Mari…"

"I'm teasing you. I'm supposed to do that!"

"Younglings, Desist."

I look up to the purple mech with a smile, only to find a visor covering the faceplates I know so well. "S-Sounders?"

He slips off the visor and leans down to us. "Are you three okay?"

Star sighs. "Not really, but…"

I shrug. "That's what you're here for."

"Patience. I will let you out." He quickly enters the over-ride before opening the door. "Quickly." We scramble out and into his hands, though I'm favoring my right hand. "What happened, Sweetspark?"

"Scweamer 'bused us…burny hand…cutted tummy…hurted us…" I whimper. "Hurts, Soundie!"

"Rumble, get their clothes."

He ducks into the cage before climbing out with a grimace "Yuck, they purged on them!"

"You will be fine, and the clothes will wash. Follow me, both of you, stay close." He sets Bee and I onto the counter and slips the visor on with one hand while Bee, Star, and I go back to our normal forms, then he picks us up as gently as he can. "Soundwave to Knockout."

"What the frag do you need!? I'm trying to 'charge here!"

"Complaining: futile. Recharge: not important."

"I hate it when you do that." Knockout huffs. "What happened? Ravage bite Frenzy again?"

"Negative. I am on the way with three injured sparklings."

"Starscream's and who else's? The only other kid on this ship besides yours and Stormy is Gremlin!"

"Negative."

"Would you stop that!" Knockout sighs heavily. "I'll have the med-bay ready."

"Thank you."

10:00 PM, Nemesis Medical Bay, Normal POV

Soundwave pushes the door open and walks in, a youngling on his shoulders, one youngling on each hip, and two running behind him.

"Ah, Soundwave, I've been—What in Primus' core!?"

Soundwave sets us on the table. I look up at the red mech I'd always adored in the other dimension, and smile. "Hi, Knockout! I'm Mari!" I blink. "Well, Mariposa, but I wan' you calls me Mari." I wave to Bee and Star. "This is Bumblebee, and Brightstar."

"Hi, Mari. What happened to you two?"

"Starscream 'bused us…"

Knockout sits on the berth, and I climb into his lap. Even knowing he's a Con, I know he doesn't always stay Con, so I trust him like I trust Sire. "How?"

"Well…" I cradle my injured hand in my other hand, and look down. "He sticky hands an' feets in 'gon while we was human form… He putty us on floor an' we steppy on poikeys… We climby up the cabinet, an' he pushy us to floor—we hitty wings an' head…" I touch the dent on the back of my head. "Den he getty burny, an' roast han's…mine still really ouchies…"

Knockout smirks knowingly. "Medic hands…"

I nod. "Den he frow us back on'a fwoor. Dis time we hitty butts an' wings 'gain… Den we nappy…" I sigh heavily. "Den he kicky us in'a backs wakey us… He claw tummies… Den he poikey all over 'roun' ouchies, den poikey han's an' chee's…" I whimper. "Den we twy be fwiends to hi' 'parkles, an' dey pushy us in'a bookshelf…desk…frow shapeys a' us…bitey us…"

Knockout scowls. "How can anyone do that to SPARKLINGS!?" I start, while Bee and Star scream instinctively. Knockout hugs me gently while Soundwave comforts Bee and Star. "Well, I guess I'd better get started…"

Frenzy looks up at Knockout as he starts repairing me. "Where's 'Storm?"

"She's recharging, in my berth room, with her Sire. Where I'd like to be."

"Oh…"

It takes Knockout half the night to fix me (2200 to 0300), then another half a night to repair Bee (0300 to 0600), and a good part of the morning to repair Star (0600 to 0900). "All right, they're done. I would recommend keeping them from Starscream."

"Soundie?" He looks down to us, the visor back in place yet again. "We haves school on Monday…"

"I will figure out what to do before then, Mariposa."

"Fank'u!"

Soundwave carries us to his berth room with his minicon younglings recharging on our laps while we rest our heads on Soundwave's shoulders or chest, depending on our positions. He opens the door and slips inside, where he puts Bee, Star, and I into one youngling berth before taking his twin minicons and tucking them into their own berth. "Recharge, Little Ones. You are safe now."