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Pandimala: Ok, anyone seen Authoress?
Chaom: No, why?
Balm: Because we are trying to find out what is going to happen and we haven't been able to find her.
Stormfire: How long have you been looking?
Hinge: Five cycles.
*hidden away*
Authoress: I will not ruin the surprise. No matter what.
Ch. 10: And Then There Were Three
Three Months Later
Malice smiled as she lounged in her old living room. It still felt odd to be back on Cybertron. When she had been forced to leave Cybertron with her bondmate because of their allegiance to the Decepticon cause, she had felt like all hope had been lost. Her feelings during that time were not helped when her only creation at the time, Pandimala, ran away because she wanted to be an Autobot. It had almost crushed her spark when Pandemonium had returned back home and told her that the Autobot commander himself had blocked him from re-obtaining Pandimala and she had been very depressed when she had to watch as her planet got farther and farther from view.
But, her attitude toward life had brightened up somewhat when she found out that she was sparked with Anarcum. But, even after he was brought into the world, she had always felt an empty place inside where she was yearning for her lost sparkling, Pandimala. When their spies on Cybertron would report in, she would always ask how Pandimala was doing. They would give her updates and Malice would always feel proud that her daughter was moving up in the ranks.
But, her attitude toward the world around her had darkened yet again when the spies that they had on Cybertron said that, after their last check in, that they could no longer find any trace of Pandimala in the Autobot systems and they had not been able to locate her on Cybertron. Malice had feared the worse.
When she had arrived on Earth and Anarcum had disappeared, she felt like she would go insane. Both of her sparklings, vanished. But, she then saw Anarcum in battle with, what she now knew as, the Dragon Scouter insignia and was a little saddened that he wore it but was glad that he was still online. When she had seen the jet fly above them all and it get shot down, she had not thought anything of it. That was, until, it ended up being Pandimala. Finally, at long last, she was reunited with her sparkling.
And from then on, life for malice had been wonderful. Now, Pandimala was expecting her first sparkling and, if the doctors were right, the sparkling could be born at any click now. They just had to wait for the little sparkling to decide to come.
"Malice, you are zoning out again." Pandemonium stated as he wrapped his arms around his bondmate's shoulders.
Malice smiled and turned around to face him before saying, "I know. I was just thinking about Pandimala. She is going to be having our grand creation any solar cycle now."
Pandemonium smirked and said, "Well, if you are that desperate for another sparkling, I could see what I could arrange."
Malice shook her helm in the negative before saying, "No. I think that we have gone through enough stress with our two creations without adding a third in there. Plus, we are going to be spending too much time with our granddaughter to be worrying about another sparkling of our own."
Pandemonium sighed and said, "I guess that you are right dear. We had better dote on that little femme like no other."
Malice nodded and leaned against Pandemonium's side. She couldn't wait until Pandimala had her sparkling. It made her feel like she was going to be having the sparkling herself and she was anxious. The sparkling was hopefully coming soon.
"Balm, do you have the energon reserves yet?" Balm heard Ratchet ask her over her comm. link.
Sighing, she answered, "Yes, and I'm on my way back now. Be patient."
"Femme, we don't have time to be patient. Your friend could have her sparkling at any click and we have to have everything ready for her." She heard Razor add.
"Fine, I'll hurry up. I'm only a few clicks away from the med bay now." Balm said before shutting off the link and continuing to walk. Pandimala had wanted all three medics there with her to help her bring her sparkling into the world because they had all impacted her life. Razor had brought her into the world, Ratchet had saved her when she had been shot on that first day of boot camp, and Balm had been her dear friend throughout the stellar cycles and had helped heal her on numerous occasions.
Balm, on her part, was excited for this. She had only helped a sparkling come into the world once and she had barely assisted. Now, she was going to be a major contributor to the sparklings birth.
Finally arriving at the med bay doors with the energon cubes that Ratchet had asked her to get, she walked inside to see Razor and Ratchet working hard on prepping the area, making sure that everything was set up correctly.
"Balm, put those cubes on the table over there." Razor said while pointing to one of the tables.
Balm nodded and set the cubes down before saying, "Well, that about covers everything that we need."
Razor nodded and said, "Hopefully, Pandimala takes giving birth better then Malice did her first time around."
Ratchet raised an optic ridge at that and asked, "Why? What happened?"
Razor smirked and said, "Well, you both know that there is always a bot there to hold the sparked bots servo while the sparkling is detaching from their spark. Malice squeezed the poor mech's servo so hard that the servo popped off and another bot had to take over while he went to go and get it fixed. Then, she almost popped the second bots servo off. But, luckily for that bot, Pandimala's spark finally managed to detach all the way by then."
Balm chuckled and said, "Well, for my safety, I am not going to be the one to hold Pandimala's servo. I know what her strength is and I don't want my servos getting damaged again."
Ratchet nodded and said, "Well, let's just hope that this goes by smoothly."
Razor nodded and said, "Yes, especially with her track record of getting into trouble." Razor immediately let out a yelp when Balm helm slapped him. "What was that for?"
Balm shook her helm and said, "We don't need you adding any jinxes to this."
Razor let out a chuckle before saying, "Oops. Sorry."
Balm just shook her helm and said, "Well, let's hope that everything goes smoothly."
The two mechs nodded and the three medics waited for the moment of truth.
Pandimala felt like she was going to burst with anticipation. It would happen any click now. She was going to be a carrier. This was so exciting for her. She and Chaom had always dreamed of starting a family of their own and now they were finally going to be able to. It was very exciting. Plus, she could feel the added excitement from both the sparkling and from Chaom. She knew that they were both really excited about meeting each other, just like Pandimala was excited to meet her little femme. Luckily, they had arranged with the ninjas at the dojo to provide a protoform for them to use. Pandimala had decided to go with that approach instead of building the frame herself like her carriers did. She was happy when they said that Cybertron's core had recently started to produce sparkling sized protoforms and that she was allowed to have one for her sparkling.
"Pandimala, are you ok?" Chaom asked her for the hundredth time.
Pandimala smiled and nodded before saying, "Yes Chaom, just like the last time you asked."
Chaom sighed and said, "I know. But I'm just worried."
Pandimala shook her helm and chuckled before saying, "Don't be worried. I'll let you know as soon as I feel the sparkling start to detach dear. Then, you can whisk me away to the med center as fast as your spark contents. But, don't blame me if I empty my tanks all over you."
Chaom nodded and said, "I vow that I will not care that you purge your tanks on me as long as we get the sparkling to the med center as quickly and safely as we possibly can. I just can't wait to meet her."
Pandimala nodded and said, "I can't either dear."
Pandimala loved how everything seemed to be getting better. They hadn't heard a peep from the Virons since the attack on her and Balm and the council had seemed to settle down greatly since the meeting where an 'unknown' source pranked Dragstrip with the glitter and a new paint job. She chuckled at the memory. It had taken Dragstrip the rest of the solar cycle, meaning that the meetings for the day were canceled, to get it mainly off and there could still be some glitter seen from time to time.
"Pandimala, can you tell me the name choices please?" Chaom asked her.
Pandimala smirked and gave him a kiss on the cheek before saying, "Sorry dear, but I told you that I wasn't saying any of the choices until our little femme is here."
Chaom gave an exaggerated sigh and said, "But that is taking forever. What is taking so long?"
Pandimala laughed and said, "Dear, it's not like I can just order the sparkling to come out like I can order you to go get me some low grade. She will come when she wants to."
"So, is that a request for some low grade dear?" Chaom asked.
Pandimala shook her helm and said, "No dear. I was just using it as an example. Actually, I don't feel like having any energon today."
Chaom raised an optic ridge in confusion and said, "That's not a good thing dear. Aren't carriers usually always in the mood for some more energon since the sparkling needs some of the carrier's?"
Pandimala nodded and went to say something when she suddenly felt a small pull on her spark. Was that what she thought it was?
"Pandimala, are you ok?" Chaom asked in concern as he put a servo on her shoulder.
Pandimala went to nod when she felt another pull, but this one was a lot stronger.
"Chaom, we need to go." Pandimala said in a strained voice.
She felt like she was going to strangle Chaom when he put a confused look on his faceplate and asked, "Go where dear?"
He had bugged her all that time and now that it was time he didn't have a fragging clue what was going on? She narrowed her optics at him as the sparkling pulled again before yelling, "THE SPARKLING YOU FRAG HELM; SHE'S COMING!"
Chaom's optics opened in shock for a click before picking her up bridal style and sprinting down the streets to the main med center. He had spent all of that time complaining about the sparkling not coming that he didn't see the signs of it coming sooner. He felt like he was going to hit himself.
"Chaom!" Pandimala yelled from his arms.
"What is it dear?" Chaom asked.
"Contact my creators, Megatron, Starscream, well contact the Decepticons that we are close to, Ultra Magnus, the council members who actually like us, the other Autobots who are close to us, and the other Scouters. Tell them what is going on. Once I'm with the medics, that is." Pandimala ordered.
Chaom had to smile at that. Even when she was about to have a sparkling, she still found ways to make sure that everybot that needed to be there was there. He really had a wonderful bondmate.
When he finally got to the med center, he ran in and yelled, "BALM! RATCHET! RAZOR! IT'S TIME!"
He knew the general area for the delivery wing so he went in that direction. Once he hit the section of the center, he was met by Balm. She then led him to one of the back rooms. Once the door opened, he placed Pandimala on one of the open berths.
"How long has the sparkling been pulling on her spark?" Ratchet asked as the medics started their work.
"It has been about fifteen clicks." Chaom said.
Razor nodded and said, "Good. You got her here in good time. Now, get out."
Chaom frowned and stepped forward while saying, "What? Now wait a minute,"
"NOW! All three medics yelled at him, giving him the death glare.
Chaom flinched at their glares and realized that he did not want to get them angry so he nodded and ran out. Once he was outside the doors, he opened his comm. link and contacted Malice.
"Chaom, what's happening?" Malice asked.
"Look, I don't have time to talk but you need to get down to the med center in Iacon if you want to see your grand creation right away." Chaom stated. He knew that he had many calls to make.
On the other end of the line, Malice said, "We will be there right away." He then heard her yell off to the side, "Pandemonium, we are going to Iacon! NOW!" She then cut the line.
Ok, next on his list were the Autobots which included Ultra Magnus and the ones that liked them. So, he requested a comm. request with Ultra Magnus.
"Hello Chaom, is Pandimala alright?" Ultra Magnus asked.
"She is more than alright. Get the Autobots that we knew on Earth, Alpha Trion, Knockout, Breakdown, Botanica, Chromia, and yourself down here if you want to meet our daughter as soon as possible." Chaom answered.
"She is having it now? I'll tell them and be there immediately." Ultra Magnus stated before he cut the line.
Ok, next up were the other Scouters. Luckily, he knew the easiest way to do that. So, he sent a comm. request to the one bot he knew would be able to spread the information to the other Scouters.
"Remcy here. What's up Chaom?" Remcy answered.
"Pandimala is having our sparkling and I need you to tell just the other Scouters as soon as you can before you think about coming down." Chaom said.
"Your little femme is coming? Consider the others told and me on my way!" Remcy stated before cutting off the line.
Now, he only had one more call to make. Calling up the comm. link, he waited for the mech to answer.
"Chaom, what's Pandimala's status? How long does she think before the sparkling is going to come?" Megatron asked as soon as he picked up.
"Frag guessing Megatron. I'm at Iacon's main med center and Pandimala is bringing our sparkling into this world right now. Tell the other Decepticons that we know and tell 'Screamer before you get your aft down here." Chaom answered.
"She's having it now?" Megatron exclaimed before saying off screen, "Starscream, send out the alert. She is having the sparkling now! Then we have to get to Iacon immediately!" He then said to Chaom, "We will be there as soon as we can!" He then cut the line.
Now that Chaom had a click, he could now feel the worry that he had heard all sires felt as their loved one was giving birth. He was worried as the Pit. He hated not knowing what Pandimala's condition was and he hated not being able to help her through it. But, he figured that the medics had a pretty good idea about what they were doing.
Pedesteps running down the hallway had him look up and he was surprised to see Ultra Magnus, Knockout, Megatron, Starscream, Malice, Pandemonium, and Alpha Trion.
"We're not too late, are we Chaom?" Malice asked in worry.
Chaom shook his helm and said, "No, they are still in there. Is anybot else here?"
Megatron let out a laugh and said, "You should be asking who isn't here. The whole main entrance is jammed full of our friends trying to get in to see Pandimala. We only got through because of our ranking and family relationship. They wouldn't even let Chromia, Breakdown, and Botanica in."
Chaom raised an optic ridge at that and asked, "Then why did they let you in Knockout?"
Knockout smirked and said, "Believe it or not, I was actually a fully certified medic before getting into politics. Wouldn't actually mind going back into it now that I know what being a politician is like."
They all chuckled and Chaom was about to say something when the delivery room doors opened and Balm poked her helm out before locking optics with Chaom and saying, "Chaom, do you want to come in and see your daughter?"
Chaom nodded and quietly followed Balm inside. Inside the room, he was scared when he heard silence. That wasn't normal for most sparklings. Most sparklings, well, he had heard that they were usually screaming their vocal chords off.
"Chaom." Pandimala started, causing him to snap out of his thoughts and walk up to her.
"Yes Pandimala?" He asked right before he got her into view.
Once he arrived at the side of her berth, he smiled down at both Pandimala and the bundle in her arms.
"Meet Malwing." Pandimala whispered with a small smile.
Chaom then looked at the little femme in his bondmate's arms and smiled. Malwing was a seeker femme but she was colored beige with purple and black markings. Actually, her coloring matched Blitzwing's to the point. She had one normal optic and one that had a retractable visor in front of it, both colored lime green, just like her carrier's were. On top of her helm she had four spikes, the two outside ones, which were the bigger ones, were curved in toward the center of her helm and the two smaller ones in the middle were curved away from the center of her helm. Of course, she had a small smile on her faceplate.
Chaom put a digit next to Malwing's helm before saying, "It is so nice to meet you Malwing. I'm your sire." He then glanced back at the door and asked, "Are you fit enough for some visitors?"
"Who is there?" Pandimala asked.
"Your creators, Knockout, Megatron, Starscream, Ultra Magnus, and Alpha Trion. Is that too many?" Chaom answered and then asked.
Pandimala shook her helm and said, "No, just as long as they don't crowd around and they are quiet. She hasn't gotten upset yet and I don't want her to start."
Chaom nodded before turning to Razor and saying in a whisper, "You can let the others out there in as long as they don't crowd around and are quiet."
Razor nodded and headed toward the door. Chaom returned his attention to Pandimala and Malwing and he only could think of one thing.
He was the luckiest sire in existence.
Balm: AWWWWWW! She is so cute!
Pandimala: I know. Remind me to give the Authoress a big thank you. All of that hardship really did pay off in the end.
Malice: I want to see my grand creation!
Authoress: Next chapter Malice. Just be patient.
AN: Well, here is the next chapter. And...YEAH! Little Malwing has joined us in this story! Now, I wonder what is going to be happening next? All I know is that I am going to want to be around. Until then though, please read and review. But no flames.