Yay! It's my birthday! Cupcakes and Apple Cider for everyone! But WAIT A MINUTE! That means I'm old now NOOOOOO! *Goes into emo corner while Harmony does intro*
Harmony:*Sweatdrops* Well...That is interesting, anyway onwards with the story.
The new arrivals made landfall today. Whoppie, it has been two months since I have been a guest to the fragging Autobots. And I have nearly passed out several times at the sheer WEIRDNESS of this whole situation. After I had stopped screaming at the sight of the NEST team they kept asking me nicely on stuff like who my parents are and slag like that on stuff they very fraggin well know. When they finally gave up the 'bots gave it a try, but after what I had told Jazz I had spoken not a word since then. Unless you count the bond between me and Frenzy.
He's in the brig now though, fully repaired and given the supplies once and awhile he needs to continue to function. And he finds it very amusing to annoy Ironhide so he is going to be fine, even before everyone had stared to act like we're in the Twilight Zone the weapon specialist wouldn't offline a mech, femme, or sparkling without Prime's seal of approval.
But I must admit, when he sends me his memories on what is happening down there I can't help but laugh.
Me still trapped on medical berth though, sad face.
This Ratchet freaks me out though, he has bad bedside manor and he is LOVING to me and even downright PROTECTIVE! Once when I was small I had been captured by the 'bots in an effort to kill Megatron or at least Soundwave. And I had been his...toy...during my near month in the 'bots 'care'.
Goldbug, who insists his name is Bumblebee by they way, has been downright STRANGE. He's like an oversized puppy now with a hint of sparkling in their. He keeps trying to make me laugh too with his weird radio talk. And I still think he's lying when he is saying that Megatron did this to him. Even to an enemy Megs would never maim a mech like that, Optimus would though just to try to get me on their side of the war.
Ironhide only comes when Ratchet drags him in for some reason or another, he growls at me and I brush his thoughts very lightly to find he thinks I am a willing spy or assassin for the 'cons. Pfft, if I wanted to kill any of them right now or take all their secrets from them I could easily do that here and now. Though I would be stuck in a base without weapons or a being to 'protect' me from the sadistic humans that are on this base since Frenzy can't get out of his cell at the moment. SO no killing for me, sad face.
Optimus Prime...WHAT THE FRAG! That's all I gotta say right now. I sensed his WILLING mind and it's not even close to the pit of sparkeaters that I thought it would ever be. In fact, there's not a single violent thought in there! Or emotion, or plan, or memory outside the battle field. I still think this is a very elaborate rues, somehow. But I still can't help but marvel in the fact his mind is more peaceful than even Megatron's is.
Jazz is a frequent visitor of mine. Still don't get how I didn't notice that HE was the one I temporarily mind linked to and saved his sorry warmongering aft. Only one other 'bot has that accent of his and I would NEVER mistakenly enter HIS mind. But, he comes here and constantly talks to me, about pranks, his sparkmate Prowl who I would never have guessed to be the one to 'settle down' being a emotionless, ruthless, calculator that he is. And other such things just to try to get me to talk again. But I held my ground and made no sound nor did I respond to his pathetic attempts to try to activate a mind link with me again.
I would have thought the 'bots would be better and shielding their minds than they were. After all, they have been giving my adoptive creator a very hard time when we managed to capture one and interrogate them.
Again I claim an unusually very well planned ruse.
I was left alone in Medbay as they went to greet their companions, no surprise there. And still trapped to the berth, again, no surprise.
However my human curiosity got the better of me and I sent out a telepathic 'ping' as you would call it. And as the information returned three minds caught my attention. Again my ping told me that they were friendly-how I have no fragging clue how they are messing with my powers-.
One was by no doubtingly Prowl, Jazz should be very happy. Good to know he hasn't changed much or part of the ruse, only I sense no desire to use any humans as cannon fodder but rather to find out all the different kinds of tactics humanity has created. Strange.
The other one was SIDES! YAY! But wait, he hasn't found out who planned his twins death and Cliffs death? Well, I can fix that easy enough, but he is very different than who I know and love him to be. Guess I'll find out why later.
And the final one, he responded to my telepathic ping with curiosity and gentle prodding. He was the one I sensed that was open to the physic channel. But wait, the only 'bot that I was ever told of that could use was...AAAHHHHHHH!
Feeling my panic Frenzy pried open the bond and tried to calm me down and asked what was wrong over and over again only for my mind to launch him out of my mind in my panic. I couldn't flee and I was in no way in top condition to handle a telepath of his level I did what someone in my state of panic and mind would do that I believed was logical.
Hide under the covers and pretend I was invisible.
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I am unsure how long I stayed like that before I heard the familiar swish of the 'bot sized Medbay doors opening. I did not remove the covers only gave a weak whimper and shivered. I faintly heard the two 'bots talking and felt a very faint relaxing thoughts from my adoptive brother trickle over the bond in an attempt to calm me but even in my state I could sense his fear for me. Even together we had no chance to block him out of either of our minds.
"Harms?" Whimper. "Dis is Blastah, 'es a telepath like yerself and Soundwave. 'Es willin ta take ah look in yer noggin tah see what's doin on in dheir." I simply gave a small squeak in fear and clutched the covers tighter and tried to curl myself into a tighter ball. "Harms?"
"No more, please." I whispered to myself. I couldn't take anymore of this, all this...strangeness and niceness it's too confusing and I wanted nothing more for my father to wake me up from this nightmare/dream and fill our bond with love and care. Unfortunately I never woke up and these 'bots thought I meant something else.
"What chu talkin' bout femme? Did ol' Soundy do somethin to ya? Don't worry ah'll fix yah." I panicked at that voice and as my covers and I suddenly was embraced by strangely gentle servos and a thick cable pressed itself on my temple giving a terrified scream we both were suddenly plunged into my memories.
*Flashback*
A seven year old me raced along the Decepticon base giggling several times as I passed all my friends/family. Sideswipe and Breakdown just gave deep chuckles as I raced past them trying to get away from a certain mech.
"Gotcha sweetling!" I gave a excited shriek as two white servos suddenly launched me up out of the ground and held me close to a purring large frame.
"Daddy!" I giggled with my long blond hair and blue eyes sparkling with positive emotions that made my adoptive father chuckle and nuzzle me with his facemask as my emotions traveled over our bond.
"Time for your bath youngling, you've been spending too much time outside off roading with Flamewar and playing in the mud." My eyes grew wide and I shook my little head as fast and as hard as I could.
"NO! I wanna go back out and 'ave a mud war width brod'ers!" I tried to squirm out of his grip but he held me firmly and gently. Only chuckling as he continued to take in my very muddy form, that make me very similar to a mud monster and my mechanical siblings came in a similar condition.
"You all are going to get a bath and all of you are not going back outside till the mud is gone so we don't have to do this every day in the rainy season."
"NEVER!" And as one my siblings freed me and we raced out of his range and deeper into the base leaving a trail of mud and dirty water behind us. Leaving a amused and tiny bit annoyed creator behind us.
*Timeskip*
After finally catching us and several struggles he finally cleaned all of us. Myself last.
Giggling as fathers holoform dried off my body and wrapped me up in a fluffy towel and them put me in my favorite Power Ranger pajamas. Then carrying me to my bed and tucking me in I snuggled my blue stuffed dragon I name Sarafina like the dragon in the Eragon series that my father liked to read to me. Not long after my siblings manged to cuddle up with me on my bed with out breaking it and as I drifted off as daddy followed their plan. I faintly heard and felt him purring as he nuzzled my still wet hair.
"'Ight Daddy, loves you." I sleepily said. As I drifted off I felt love and pride flow over the bond, and him give a soothing hum as I fell asleep and finally say one last thing before I drifted off to dream.
"Love you too my sparklet."
*Flashback ends*
Iwas suddenly jerked out of my memories as the cable removed itself from my temple. I gave a bit of a pained gasp and began to black out. As I faded from the functioning world I heard the mech I feared the most, Blaster cursed and spoke in a strangled voice.
"Dear Primus..."
Tada! There you go! Hope you like it, my birthday gift from me to you. And if you call me old you will not hear from me in a long time as I cry my sadness out. Till next time folks!