I do not own any of the Transformers characters, only the sparklings...
I don't own the songs used... This is pure fiction
Jazz and Prowl love
All the Autobots were recharging peacefully, well all but one, as today was little Jazzo's first sparkday, well he wasn't small now. He had grown really tall sense he was a small sparkling at birth.
As Jazz, he had to recharge on his own since Prowl was in the medic bay, still after earlier fight with the Decepticons. Jazzo layed on the end, with a warm blanket over him, the same blue one he had sense he was born.
The sun rose and shined through the window, into Jazzo's optics. He slightly opened his optics, looking up at the time, 7:34am.
Standing up and yawning he stretched his arms; and looked over at Jazz and Prowl, and smiled. It was his sparkday today and he knew it.
"Mummy! Wake up! Ah want ta see dada!" Jazzo said, and began nudging them.
"Five more minutes please," Jazz said, not even stirring awake.
Jazzo walked over on his side of the berth and nudged him. "Mum?" and he sighed.
Taking steps back, he charged at Jazz's head. Colliding, Jazz shot up.
"Okay okay, Ah'm up!" Jazz said and yawned.
Later...
Jazz walked into the medic bay, holding Jazzo, followed by Bluestreak and Smokescreen, coming to check on their brother.
Ratchet met them at the entrance, and led them inside. Jazzo was the one to burst into tears, all pouring out from under his visor, as he looked at the sight of his dad.
Prowl laid on the medic berth, wires attatched, his optics closed as he was recharging, recovering from the repairs.
'Will 'e be ok?' Jazz asked.
'He will. All the major wounds have been healed, and just left for his auto - recovery system to finish the repairs.' Ratchet replied.
Jazzo looked up at the medic. 'Dada will beh ok. 'ow long will et take?'
'A few hours the most. He should be awake within this hour.' Ratchet replied.
With nothing they could do, the group had to leave.
As seconds turned into many minutes...
'When will da doc tell us about dada?' Jazzo asked.
'Soon, son,' Jazzo replied. 'Ah 'ope...'
At that moment, Ratchet entered. 'You two, come with me.'
Immediately, those words sent Jazz's spark racing. What was wrong?
They were lead to the medic bay, beside the berth where Prowl laid.
'I'm afraid he's not responding to anything, sound, light, I was hoping to see if you two could try to make his respond. If not, then if there's no activity in his memory bank, then he'll be permantly damaged, and only the machines would be keeping him alive,' the medic broke the news. 'But we won't know for certain, unless we get some response.'
Jazzo wiped his tears, and laid down on his dad's chest, curling his arm around him. 'Dada?'
Jazz clasped Prowl's hand in his, trying his best to stop the leaks from his optics. 'Prowler... Can ya hear us?'
There was no response.
'Dada?' Jazzo tried again, waiting to feel his dad's love respond through the family bond, but nothing. 'Dada? Dada! Don't leave us!'
Jazz couldn't hold on, and so he showed the tear that dropped from behind his visor.
It was then that he felt a squeeze on his hand.
Jazzo was looking at Prowl's face, and noticed his optics slightly move. 'Doc, 'e optics moved!'
'Ah got a squeeze on meh hand.' Jazz added.
Ratchet looked at the monitors, and confirmed it. 'You did it! You both woke him from the coma! He's back online.'
As he said so, Prowl slowly onlined his optics, looking up at the ceiling of the medic bay. He turned and looked at Jazz, then forward to little Jazzo's tears, his face looking back at him.
'DAD!' Jazzo cried, and wrapped his arms around him.
Recovering took less time than Ratchet expected, and so within 2 weeks of the Decepticon battle, Prowl was released from the medic bay, almost back to his full selt, apart from a few speech difficulties..
But time went by, and the special day came...
"I'm 1 today! What we gonna do today?" Jazzo squeaked.
"Well if we told you it wouldn't be a surprise would it?" Prowl said to him.
Jazzo sighed. "Okay." He climbed down onto the floor and out the room towards Teletraan.
Jazz and Prowl watched him.
"He's so grown up now. Not a sparkling anymore. But grown up," Jazz said.
"Hm. Sure missed him acting like a kid all day," Prowl said. "But time has flown by."
"You really think he wants a little brother?" Jazz asked.
"Probably. He's kinder lonely in this world wihout someone his age to play with," Prowl sighed.
He got off the berth and taking Jazz's hand, he got off the berth and they both followed Jazzo to the Teletraa 1 control room.
(An hour later)
All the other Autobots had woken and were all in the Teletraan 1 control room.
"Happy sparkday Jazzo!" everyone said to him.
Jazzo squeaked. He always loved this day, and it would come every year.
Spike and Daniel approached him with a wrapped up present. Jazzo looked at it confused.
"This is present. We humans give them out on birthdays to the birthday person. Inside is a surprise present we give to the birthday person," Spike said.
"So happy birthday," Daniel said and held out the wrapped present to Jazzo.
Jazzo looked up and down from Daniel to the present, and he took it and sat down with it, looking all over the present.
"You tear the wrapping off," Daniel said and showed him by gently gripping the edge of the wrapping paper, he tugged and it teared.
Jazzo giggled and joined Daniel tearing the wrapping paper off. Inside was a cardboard box. Spike used scissors to cut the tape and opened the top of the box.
Jazzo stood on tip toes and looked inside the box, and squeaked with excitement.
"You mind helping?" Spike asked Prowl.
Prowl walked over to the box and saw the present inside. With Jazzo standing, squeaking and giggling waiting for the present to come out, Prowl reached in and lifted out the present.
It was quite huge but big enough for Jazzo. A trampoline! Jazzo jumped up and down in excitement as Prowl lifted him onto the trampoline and he jumped on it.
Daniel climbed on to show Jazzo about it. First he showed off a high jump, which he kepted jumping higher on the trampoline.
Then he showed a seat drop. Taking a few jumps, he dropped in a seating position onto the trampoline and jumped back onto his feet.
Jazzo watched and giggled. Taking his space, he jumped a few times before doing a front drop, much to Daniel's amazement sense he had only known the trampoline for a few minutes. Jazzo jumped for a few times before leaning forward, like he was lying on the air. He landed on the trampoline on his knees, then leaned forward to lay down, and jumped back onto his feet.
Daniel clapped and jumped a few times, and did a seat drop, half twist into a seat drop, half twist into another seat drop and back to his feet.
"Watch this!" Jazzo exclaimed. Getting ready, he jumped a few times and twirled in the air, a front flip. Jumping again, he did a back flip.
Daniel clapped. "Let's leave this for a bit. You got more presents to open."
Hearing the words "more presents" Jazzo imediately ran off the trampoline but fell on the floor. Prowl helped him up and he ran to the other presents.
Looking at a present half his size, Jazzo teared at the wrapping paper, to show another cardboard box. Opening the box, a playable toy police car came out.
Jazzo squeaked. Taking the car and placing it on the floor, he pushed it all around the room, and he made car beeping noises while 'driving' it. But driving drove him straight into his other presents, knocking one over and it hit him on the head.
Opening another present, out came a football from Spike. Imediately as Daniel said he had to kick the ball in a game, Jazzo kicked it really hard and (not even mentioning how hard it was on impact), flew towards Prowl, impacting on his stomach, knocking him onto the ground.
"Uh oh..." Jazzo said, giggling slightly.
But Prowl pulled himself up off the floor, picked up Jazz and acted like a scary ghost, making fake growling noises. Jazzo laughed and Prowl placed him on his shoulders for a ride. Jazzo laughed and clapped wildly.
Later more presents were opened. Jazzo had a great time opening them, and all the presents layed scattered all over the place, torn wrapping paper all over too till...
"Alert! Alert! Decepticon activity!"
"Oh...why now!" Jazzo moaned.
"I know on your special day. But we'll be back!" Optimus said.
Jazzo knew Optimus meant it and he nodded, unhappily.
"Autobots, roll out!" Optimus ordered.
As not all the Autobots were needed, half of them stayed behind to keep Jazzo company and happy so he didn't fell like he wasn't liked while the others headed out.
When they were gone, Jazzo slumped on the floor around his presents, with an unhappy look on his face.
"Why the long face son?" Prowl asked.
"Everyone has to go. Why this day?" Jazzo replied, almost crying out tears.
Prowl picked up Jazzo and hugged him as tears rolled down his face.
Meanwhile the Autobots had found the location of the Decepticons, but there weren't any in sight.
Optimus transformed and looked around. "But they were detected here." Optimus was really confused now. "They're probably hiding. Be careful Autobots!"
"More than you ever need Prime!" a voice shouted.
The Autobots looked up in time to see the Decepticons fire at them. So they began firing back in defence.
"Why have you come back this time Megatron?" Optimus asked him angrily.
"That sparkling's first sparkday today! It'll be his last!" Megatron answered back.
"You aren't even getting past us Megatron! No matter what you do in the future, Jazzo will live!" Ironhide answered.
"Try and stop me Autobots!" Megatron growled.
"Isn't anything going to get to his processor? He tries so many times and he never gets near Jazzo!" Huffer said to Optimus.
"Megatron won't stop to Jazzo is gone, that is unless there is another sparkling on the way, then he'll kill that one too," Ironhide told Huffer.
"I'm sure Jazz and Prowl will wait a while for that? But now let's send these Decepticreeps back to their base!" Optimus said, firing at them.
Megatron could see they were losing. "Decepticons, abandon positions and fall back!"
All the Decepticons turned and flew away into the air.
"We'll be back some day Prime!" Megatron yelled.
When they were gone, the Autobots waited for Optimus' response. "We'll be waiting, Megatron!"
"Let's get back to Headquarters. Autobots transform and roll out!" Optimus ordered.
They did and all drove off back to base.
At the base, the music channel was on to cheer Jazzo up. So far he loved the song playing and was dancing with Jazz and Prowl joining in cheering him up while the Autobots watched and clapped.
Some have died for a wish to be free;
Some at war, some for no crime or reason.
Ev'ry tear falling down helped the world tell its story:
Ev'ry life's another drop in the ocean.
I'm a drop in the ocean, drop of emotion.
I'm a part of the ever changing tide.
I can rise up as rain,
I can fall down like thunder;
All it takes is just a drop in the ocean.
Whisper: Drop, drop, drop in the ocean;
Drop, drop, drop in the ocean;
Drop, drop, drop in the ocean;
Drop, drop, drop in the ocean.
Sing: Drop in the ocean, drop of emotion.
I'm a drop in the ocean of dreams.
I can touch ev'ry shore,
Join together ev'ry nation.
All it takes is just a drop in the ocean
The ocean,
The ocean
(repeat until fade)
Optimus and the other Autobots drove in and transformed.
"How are you so far Jazzo?" Optimus asked.
Jazzo had a huge smile on his face. "Awesome boss-bot. I don't see how this day could get any better?"
"Well it does," Daniel said.
The lights went dimmer and Spike entered with a energon cube, with a lit candle on top.
"On birthdays, or sparkdays to you lot, the birthday bot will blow out a candle on a cake or cube for you bots and make a wish. It's said to always come true," Daniel said.
Jazzo smiled as Spike carried to energon cube to him.
"3,2,1," he said.
"Happy sparkday to you.
Happy sparkday to you.
Happy sparkday dear Jazzo.
Happy sparkday to you..." everyone sang.
"Blow out the candle and make a wish Jazzo," Daniel said.
Jazzo cupped his hands together and thought hard. Minutes later he came too and blew out the candle.
Everyone clapped. Jazzo blushed and climbed into Jazz's arms.
"What did you wish for Jazzo?" Daniel asked.
"He can't tell you or it won't come true," Spike said before Jazzo could reply.
Jazzo listened and was confused. "Huh?"
Jazzo is now 1 full Earth year old.
Next chapter, I skip to Jazzo being 3 years old and Decepticons attack.
He also reveals his wish he made; it was the same wish he made on all 3 sparkdays, and it is granted when Ratchet reveals the results.
What could he wish be? Find out next chapter.
Songs used: New London children's choir - Drop in the ocean (never been found on web)
Re-edited: 18/03/2012
