Angelwings1234 thanks to your request I am now making the chapters longer.
Sooo… onward!
Previously on Sideswipe's kitten.
Warm.
"Wake up little one." Some one said and gently shook my shoulder.
"No…don' wanna." I said sleepily and curled closer to the warmness. Did the warmness just move?
I opened my eyes and saw…Optimus Prime
"Waa?" ok I am officially confused. Lat thing I remembered was sleeping on arcee's shoulder.
Optimus must have seen my confusion because he said. "Arcee had patrol and asked me to watch over you."
"Oh." Was my ingénues reply. "An' Shadow?"
"Ah, yes. She and Ironhide are at the shooting range."
"Can ya tack meh 'der?" I asked him with my famous 'kitten eyes'.
"I'm sorry child but I have paperwork to fill out." He said like he really wished he could. (Paper work must have been a bad thing.) My cat ears flattened agents' my skull and my tail drooped. "But," I perked up. "I asked Jazz to escort you there."
"Yay!" I jumped from his hand, which was still resting on his chest, to his shoulder and hugged his face. "Thank ya!"
I heard the door open and someone chuckle. "Well ante dat cute?" someone said.
I turned around and saw that it was Jazz; he walked up to Optimums' desk and offered me his hand.
"Hop on little lady." He said. I jumped onto his hand and he started walking to where I'm guessing is the shouting range.
"So…" I said trying to start a conversation. "Shadow said ya like music?"
"Yep! I like rap an' hip-hop da best." He answered, (when jazz talks about music he sounds like a kid in a candy store.) then asked. "How 'bout you?"
"well… we diden' gat ta listen ta music much when we where at sector seven." I said the last word bitterly. "An' when we did it was because one of da guards was listenin' to it." I scrunched up my face. "They 'ad bad taste in music, blah!"
Jazz laughed at my sour face, and then said "we're 'ere."
My mouth dropped open. 'Why?' you might ask. Beaus the training room was huge! (What is it with all the rooms being huge?) Well that and Ironhide was blowing up holograms of Decepticons. It. Was. AWESOME!
"Shadow! Ironhide!" I yelled getting their attention. I gave Shadow just enough time to look at me before I tackle- hugged her.
She yelped. "I thought you where still asleep." She said.
"I was." Said, yawning.
"Still tired?" she asked.
"Yah." I replied quietly.
"Do you want to my room to sleep?" shadow asked, rubbing my back.
"NO! I wanna see 'hide blow stuff up!" I said, Letting go of Shadow and turning to Ironhide. "Can I pleas?" I asked.
"As long as you don't distract me." He said and turned to Jazz.
"Why ya lookin' at meh?" he asked, slightly confused.
"Maybe because you brought kitten here?" Shadow supplied.
"She can stay 'ere if she wants." Jazz said with a shrug. "I'm gonna got ta da rec. room." And With that Jazz turned and left.
"Well what are ya waitin' for? I wanna see some explodin' d-cons!" I said, existed.
Ironhide chuckled as he put on a ledge and started blowing up holograms.
Watching Ironhide blow thing up was fun! He almost never missed! After about an hour he had to go on patrol. (Insert sad face here) so me and Shadow where going to the rec. room. When the alarms went off.
I shouted and covered my cat ears and my tail puffed up, showing my distress.
"What's goin' on?" I yelled to Shadow.
"Decepticons!" she shouted back and grabbed my hand.
She led me to a nondescript closet, pulled me inside with her and closed the door behind us.
"Shadow?" I whispered as my eyes adjusted.
She shushed me. I looked at her (my eye had adjusted to the near darkness.) and mouthed 'where are we?'
'Later.' She mouthed back.
Loud foot steps, yelling, and shots echoed down the hall. I scooted closer to Shadow and grabbed her hand.
The noise died down after about an hour.
Note to self: never get cot in a Decepticon attack. I thought, out loud I said "is it over?"
"I think so." Shadow said, uncertainly. "Someone will come get us if it really is over."
"How long will dat take?" I asked.
"I don't know, any where from five minuets to an hour." She answered.
"Oh…well I'm gonna sleep." I said sleepily.
She giggled and shook her head.
"…wa'…?" I asked.
"nothing, nothing." She said.
"Ok" I said and drifted to sleep.
I woke to shouting. I opened my eyes and saw Ratchet yelling at the chevy twins.
I looked for Shadow, she wasn't there.
"Ratchet?" I said, slightly intimidated (who wouldn't be scared of an angry Ratchet?)
He stopped yelling at the twins and turned to me, still angry. I shrank back. Shadow Said no-one will hurt me here. I reminded myself.
"Ah, Alison, I'm sorry if I frightened you." He said.
"Oooo. Hatchets goin' soft!" one of the twins, the orange one, said.
Ratchet whirled and thru something at the orange twin. Whatever it was bounced off the orange twin's head and clattered to the floor.
"Ow! Hay man dat ante cool." He said, holding his head in both hands.
"I apologies for these buffoons." He said.
I giggled. "Is cool. Nice throw by da way."
"Yo! Mudflap she talks likes us." The green twin, who I could now identify as Skids, said.
"'ay! Your right! See Ratchet speakin' like dis is an art form." Said Mudflap.
Ratchet snorted and was about to say something but I beet him to it. "I only speak like dis 'cues I have a speech impediment, not because I wanna."
The twins face: priceless.
"Good seein' ya Ratchet" I said and jumped off the M.S. I was on and walked out of the meds-bay. Before the doors closed I saw Ratchets proud smirk.
Laughing I started down the hallway.
Luna636 you where right when you guessed Optimus. Yay!
btw i'm still looking for a beta.