EvilBunny91: I don't own the Transformers, but I DO own Starfire.
The Birth Of The Future
Chapter 7: Sick Days
It had been four months since little Starfire had been born. Now she was already crawling around, trying to get in to interesting places, some of them forbidden from her. Every time she was caught from somewhere where she wasn't supposed to be, she blinked fake-confused, trying to look innocently cute. Usually it worked. She had obviously learned it from her sparklingsitter Bumblebee, who had been doing the same when he was a sparkling.
Still, she was the cutest little 'bot everyone had seen a while. And since there was a feeling she wasn't going to be the only sparkling in the base, Wheeljack and Perceptor designed and built a nursery room for her and the future sparklings.
Even thought Starfire hadn't been the easy sleeper during the nights at first, she soon calmed down and sometimes actually recharged the whole night. It was a relief for Optimus and Elita, who had both been very exhausted with taking care of her and their duties. But they loved the time they spent with her and didn't want her to grow up too fast.
One night Optimus and Elita were woken up by Starfire's crying. They checked the time, it wasn't even morning yet. They both held her in their arms and cooed to her, but she didn't calm down. She stopped crying for few moments but started to cry again.
Nothing calmed her down. Not hugs, not cooing, not morning Energon, not anything. She just kept on crying. Optimus and Elita were getting worried, not knowing what was wrong with their daughter.
"Sshh, sweetspark." Optimus tried cooing and stroking her back, but had no luck calming her down. Elita took her in to her arms, cradling her. She placed her hand on her forehead, trying to feel her temperature. It was burning hot.
"Optimus, we need to take her to Ratchet. She might be sick." she said worriedly. Optimus just nodded his head, and guided them towards the Med Bay.
Ratchet had just entered from his office, ready for his duties for the day. Then he noticed his first patients. Standing in the waiting room was Optimus, worry all over face, and sitting on the chair was Elita with Starfire on her lap.
"Oh, Optimus sir. What can I do today?" he asked in polite tone, Optimus was the commander after all.
"There's something wrong with Starfire", he explained as Elita stood to place Starfire into Ratchet's arms, "She has been crying all morning, and nothing calms her down. She doesn't even drink her Energon."
Ratchet placed the squirming and screaming sparkling on the berth so he could examine her. Starfire didn't like lying on the cold berth, she wanted back to her parent's arms. And she was in pain, why couldn't anyone see that?
After few minutes Ratchet was done with scanning her and got the results. He really hadn't hoped for them. "According to this results, she has a virus in her systems. Nothing serious thought, just the typical disease with sparklings." he added the last part after seeing the worried look on Optimus's and Elita's faces.
"So, there's no danger? She's going to be alright?" Optimus asked, still worried.
"Yes, she'll be fine." Ratchet assured them.
"Oh, thank Primus!" Elita sighed in relief. She went to pick up her daughter and nuzzled her cheek against hers.
Ratchet went over to his "refrigerator" and took out a bottle of liquid. "Just make sure she drinks this regularly. Mix it with her Energon, so she should drink it nicely. The medicine should kill the virus in few days." he advised them as he handed the medicine to Optimus.
"Thanks, Ratchet. We'll be going then." Optimus thanked him as he went to his quarters with his family.
"C'mon, darling. You won't get better if you don't take your medicine." Optimus cooed to Starfire, trying to get her to drink her Energon mixed with the medicine. She was still crying and wasn't showing any interest towards her bottle.
Optimus sighed and started to cradle her gently. "I know you're not feeling well and you don't probably feel like refuelling. And I know it doesn't feel nice, but you need to drink this so you can get better." he spoke softly to her.
She actually stopped crying and looked at her daddy and then at the bottle. Then she tried to pull the bottle closer. Optimus saw this and brought the bottle against her mouth. She started drinking it and soon the sucking noise started. Optimus smiled at her, relieved that she finally had started to drink the medicine.
"She's drinking it? Finally!" Elita exclaimed relieved. She got closer to her mate and daughter and rubbed her hand on Starfire's head. She smiled as she closed her optics and kept on sucking the Energon.
"Aww, she's so cute. Wonder why she does that?" she had noticed that sometimes Starfire closed her optics when she was drinking.
"Maybe she just enjoys the taste like that." Optimus guessed.
Starfire pulled her mouth off the bottle, meaning she had finished. Optimus placed the bottle on the table as Elita picked her up and place her on her crib. She was pretty tired because of the virus and she had worn herself out crying all day. Optimus placed the Dinobot doll next to her, and she crabbed it, snuggling close to it.
"Good night, sweetspark." both Optimus and Elita said as she closed her optics and fell into recharge.
In few days Starfire was getting better. She didn't cry as much and she recharged more than usually. But sometimes after waking up she had big temper tantrums and it took some time to calm her down. But still, she was getting better.
One morning she had slept longer than her parent and didn't cry after waking up. Checking her temperature, Optimus and Elita noticed her fever had got down. And later Ratchet confirmed this, saying she was healthy little 'bot again. Optimus and Elita were happy to have their daughter healthy again.
EvilBunny91: There you had the seventh chapter. If anyone thinks this is getting too cute, don't worry; the action is about to begin! *laughs evilly, then almost chokes*
