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"I warned you, little bot. I know you don't like thinking you were tricked, but you were. Those bots you called your friends were clearly not, if not a single bot told you that you were paying too much for sparkling energon." The cyclebot struggles a bit, his green shoulder fairings splaying out as he tries to pry the clamp off.
Taking the minibot sparkling away, he presses a kiss to little Gliders forehead. He has work to do, and he's not going to deal with the cyclebot's stupidity.
He steps out of the ship, doing a mental inventory of what all he has in his subspace. He's fairly sure he has everything he'd gotten for the sparkling and Sedan. Glider is carefully bundled in a heating blanket, just on the edge of recharge and wakefulness, while Sparkride is walking next to him, looking betrayed. He had gone a tiny bit out of his way to go to a energon shop with the bot, and ordered sparkling energon, the cyclebot is only just realizing how awful of a bot Nitroburst was, and is taking the time to digest the information.
Shockwave just hopes it keeps the bot quiet.
He had checked Sparkride for hacking, and was rather disgusted at the slop work that had been done. The cyclebot had a very loose and wobbly version of Shockwave's own hotspark code. Only instead of it being neatly fitten in to have a slight willingness for more 'facing, the bot was inclined to hit on everyone indiscriminately. Sparkride also had been more inclined to ramble, but he'd fixed it up in the little time he spent in the bot's processor. It is still slightly mangled, but he's not investing more time in the bot until he knows what he's going to be doing with him.
It would be a waste of resources. And perhaps the cyclebot will catch Blitzwings optic and then he won't have to deal with him at all. Blitzwing likes them slim and tiny. Oil Slick must have been the ideal catch for him, as it was nigh on impossible to get much slimmer without snapping in a slight breeze.
He'd already checked in with Megatron, who had assured him that he did not need to see the sparkling first-he would see it the following sol, after his evening with Shockwave. He wonders if it is possible for them to touch his spark, or if he will have to self-service. If Megatron and Starscream will even allow him to self-service.
But enough of such dreary thoughts. He has a sparkling to reunite with its creator.
Putting a claw to his temple, he murmurs softly, "Sedan, Precious, are you busy? I have the present for you."
The reply is quick, "I'm never too busy for you, Shockwave. Would you like me to come out to the hall to wait for you, or should I remain in the room?"
As much as he'd like to tell his tiny bot to come out to meet him, he doesn't want Sedan exposed to the other Decepticons. They have to learn, and soon, that little bots are not free berthbots. Especially not his adored little minibots. "Just stay there. I will be in soon. I just wanted you to know so you could finish up self servicing if that was what you were doing. You wouldn't want to be doing that when you see the gift I have for you."
There's a soft laugh over the comline, "I was reading. But I made sure to self-service a lot while you were gone. So you would have lots of footage to watch when you came back." That makes Shockwave's spark pulse with desire, and Glider squirms against him, pleased by the increased, comfortable heat.
"I will be with you soon, Sweetspark. Make sure your sparkplates are closed when I arrive. I don't want to see even a hint of spark just yet."
There's a long pause, and then Sedan replies, "If you're sure you don't want me to greet you with my sparkchamber open, and one of those charge-pulsing toys inside, then I won't."
His engine revs, spark heating even more, "It would not fit with the gift, Sweetspark. Just remain closed and on the couch or wherever you are."
His little bot sounds softly amused, "I'm on your chair. I'd like it more if you were on it so I could be next to you, but I make due."
He chuckles, a soft rumble in his chest, making Glider make tiny pleased sounds against him. "I will be there soon, precious." He looks down at Sparkride, and reluctantly adds, "And we have a guest that is staying with us for now. If you wish him gone, you only need to say so, and he will not trouble you at all."
"A guest?" his minibot's voice turns small. "W-will you expect me to service him?"
Shockwave snaps in reaction, "No. Absolutely not. You will not do that. And if he asks for it, you are to inform me so that I may offline him."
A sigh of relief, "Thank you, Shockwave. You are so much better to me than I deserve. I will wait for you."
Shockwave bounces Glider a bit, wanting the bot online when he shows him to Sedan. "And I will be with you shortly." Glider makes an adorable scowling face up at him, and scratches at Shockwave's armor with his tiny sparkling claws. Shockwave coos at him after he disconnects the call, "Such a sweet little thing you are. Megatron is going to love you."
The little bot doesn't do more than scowl even deeper, and he smiles down at his little sparkling lovingly as he walks to the room. He pauses by it, and Sparkride gently taps his leg, asking quietly, "What do you want me to do?"
Looking down at the cyclebot, he gives the mech a disgusted look. "Stay back, and don't interrupt. You may watch, but do not expect to be allowed near our sparkling anytime soon. You are not welcome here, and are only allowed due to a whim and Megatron's allowance. If you had not insisted on coming, you would still be at your house, and you never would have seen me at all if it had gone according to plan."
The bot looks up at him, wrapping his arms around his chest, then looking away, "I understand."
He likes this quieter, more compliant Sparkride far more than the defiant frustrating one from before. He may have to figure out a way to hack the bot into always being like this, if he keeps him. Or maybe he won't. He'll see.
Perhaps the reformat into a new frame will help with that. It is certainly true that a frame type does put certain constraints on a bot's personality, and a smaller, more compact frame might help the bot contain a cyclebot's restless energy. They're flighty little things if they're not ninjabot trained, and Shockwave wonders how the bot ever managed to sit through a council meeting. Perhaps he was playing games in his processor the entire time.
Sparkride follows him slowly, and Shockwave stops in front of his door, adjusting Glider in his arms to better show him off. He won't be cruel and hide him from sight, making Sedan work to see what he's holding. Sedan will see him right away, and hopefully understand this is his sparkling.
Sedan looks up at him when the door is opened, expression turning confused at the sparkling. "Shockwa-..." His little bot looks at Sparkride, then at the sparkling, back to Sparkride, then the sparkling, venting hitching up. "Th-they're... They're alive. I th-thought tha-that N-Nitroburst had offlined them in a f-fit of rage." His little bot slips off the chair only to stumble clumsily to the ground, hitched venting into small sobs.
Moving over, he slips their sparkling into his Precious' arms, pressing a kiss to his crying Sedan's helmet. "It's okay, Sweetspark. He's back with you, and you'll never lose him again."
Sedan sobs, clutching at the sparkling and at Shockwave. He's fascinated by the way Glider freezes in place, and then makes the happiest noise he's heard from the sparkling yet. Glider snuggles up against Sedan's chest and nearly purrs with happiness. This only makes Sedan's sobs louder, and he falls to his knees, pressing helpless little kisses to Shockwave's leg.
Shockwave picks Sedan up and carries them over to the couch, sitting down with Sedan on his lap.
"Wh-what," the bot manages between sobs, "wh-what's his n-name?"
Shockwave rubs his little minibot's helmet, pressing a loving kiss to his lips, "You may name him what you originally wanted to call him, Sedan. He is your sparkling. No one should have ever taken him from you."
Sedan shakes his head, clutching the sparkling closer, "I-I... I couldn't. N-never e-even th-thought about n-naming him. D-didn't even get to kn-know it was a him. W-was better t-to think h-he was offline than h-hope!"
It breaks his spark to think that his little bot thought that an offline sparkling was better than one that never knew his proper creator. He can understand not wanting his sparkling to know he was a prostibot, forced unfairly to work, but not that his Precious had thought such a thing. But his little bot had thought that Nitroburst killed his sparkling. That would fit. Kissing Sedan on the head, he murmurs, "They named him Glider, but if you don't like it, he can have another name."
"Gli-glider," he stares at the sparkling with adoration in his optics, and then looks up, across the room, where Sparkride is leaning against the wall, curled up on himself a bit. "You're . . Sparkride, right? I . . I can't really r-remember. But I . . you carried him. You kept him safe, and l-loved him?" He shifts Glider to one arm and holds out his other at Sparkride, "Please, c-come here. I . . he's y-your sparkling too."
Sparkride takes a hesitant step forward, and when Shockwave doesn't order him to stop, he rushes over and climbs up on Shockwave's lap, hovering just inches away from Sedan and his sparkling. "I am Sparkride, and I did take care of him. I . . will likely end up reformatting as a minibot so I can stay with him."
Shockwave is much more inclined to let the bot stay since Sedan doesn't despise the bot. "He wants to know what kind of lover I am before he agrees. If you do not want him to join us, you just need to say so, and he is gone."
Sedan smiles shyly, tugging him down for a kiss, then freezing, "Was I not su-"
He kisses his little bot lovingly, "He knows, little bot." He sighs softly, "Megatron as well now, actually. Not a bad thing, but I do not look forward to being told to lick sparkbonded sparks. Especially if you want to keep Sparkride. I will have to impress Lord Megatron and Starscream if you want him here."
Sedan reaches up with his free servo and rests it on Shockwave's chest. "You sh-shouldn't be forced to do things in the berth that you don't want to." Glider makes a noise, and his servo comes back down to rub his back. Sedan looks up with bleak optics, "I . . I don't even know how to fuel him the right way. How . . ." he trails off unhappily.
Sparkride hesitantly touches his shoulder guard. "I will teach you anything you need to know. If Shockwave and . . Megatron will allow it. It is not hard. You'll learn very quickly."
He presses a kiss to Sedan's helmet, "I will allow him if you want him, Precious. He is only here if you want him here. If you want him, I will do better than my best to convince Megatron. If not, then I will just try my best."
Sedan gives him a tiny smile, kissing him again, "I... I'd like him to st-stay. I'll tell him how wonderful you are, so he can know he should be a minibot for you. Know how you're worth a reformatting to a different model type. If you had liked other models, I would reformat to that just to be with you."
"But I adore your frame, little one," Shockwave purrs, claws tickling Sedan's frame. "And I think your sweet little sparkling does as well." Glider snuggles against him, waving his tiny servos in a typically random sparkling way. It's so adorable that Shockwave has to record it even more than he normally records every moment of Sedan's life.
He is a spybot. You couldn't expect him to not record something.
Shockwave kisses Sedan, claws rubbing his audio nubbins. "I am willing to give Sparkride a few sols to decide if he will accept the reformat." He was not feeling particularly patient.
Sparkride shifts uncomfortably, "You said I had a stellar cycle."
He taps the mech in the chest, "Your frame is something I'm not the least bit interested in, and Sedan has offered to convince you to reformat. If you still refuse by the end of that, you will never accept. I am not willing to wait so long on a bot that is just wasting my time."
Sparkride looks away, rubbing the tiny dent his claw had left, "I... I will think about it even harder than I already have been, then."
His minibot shifts until he's in front of Sparkride, separating the cyclebot from Shockwave. "I am certain he will be happy to take the reformat, or some other bot will be happy to have him as a cyclebot."
Shockwave is about to respond when he receives a com request from his Lord, and he presses his claws to his temple, "Yes, My Liege? How may I serve you this sol?"
There's a soft chuckle, "You can 'serve' me in the berth tonight, Shockwave. Come to my quarters now. Leave your minibot behind."
Shockwave's spark pulses with desire and nerves, "Yes, My Liege. I will be there shortly."
He drops his claws and stares at Sparkride. He cannot trust the bot, and he may be injured quite badly this night by his interfacing with Megatron. Shockwave walks to his closet and tugs out something he was hoping he would not have to show his sweet Sedan.
A cage, sized for small-framed bots. He does not have the time to hack Sparkride into obedience; not if he has to see Megatron shortly. "Get in, Sparkride." He opens the cage door, and the cyclebot stares at it.
". . what?"
He taps the top of it irritably, "I must go now, and I can not trust you to not try to steal Sedan and our sparkling the moment I leave. You will get in."
Sedan makes a tiny unhappy sound, "Would you put me in that?"
He moves away from the cage, next to his tiny bot in an instant, and kisses him softly, rubbing his minibot's back, "No, Precious. You never would have seen this at all if I hadn't had to leave. I had been planning on getting rid of it, but just hadn't gotten around to it because you're always in the room and so tempting." He nibbles on the little nubbins, "With your pretty little spark and how you overload for me so beautifully."
It was a lie, since he'd keep the cage just in case he needed it for a different minibot, but one he's going to maintain just so Sedan didn't get worried. He has no intention of ever using it on his beautiful future consort. Sedan would never think of running away from him.
Sparkride, however . . . "Get in the cage," he repeats, tone growing tight. If he has to, he will force the bot inside, but that will not speak well for the bot's future life with him.
The cyclebot slowly approaches the cage and takes a hesitant step inside, having to hunch over to get in the door, since it really is sized for minibots, and he's a bit taller than their model. Sparkride sits on the floor of the cage and prods at a strange dish. "What is this for?" Shockwave closes the cage door and locks it, and then fills the energon reservoir.
"That is your fueling dish." Shockwave says, and watches as the energon drips down to fill the shallow dish. "You will fuel from that while I am gone." He bends down and kisses Sedan softly. "Be well, my minibot. I will return to you in the morning. If you need anything, you can com . . . the medicbot." It isn't perfect, but Lugnut is locked out of his options until Team Chaar leaves again.
He will not allow Strika near Sedan ever again.
Sedan kisses him softly, "Can I ... Can I give Sparkride a cube of energon? So he doesn't have to drink from... that?"
He must leave, and he hates how he can't just stay since this shows how he treats misbehaving minibots. "Cubes do not fit through the bars, Sweetspark. You may fuel him if you hold the cube for him to drink." He kisses Sedan, then Glider, "I must go."
Sedan nods, "Come back safe to me."
He smiles, pressing his claws to his minibot's faceplates, "I will."
He leaves his minibot behind with much regret and worry, hoping that Sparkride does not try and tell terrible lies to his little love while he is gone. He will review the vids after Lord Megatron and Starscream are . . . satisfied and in recharge.
Pressing the chime for Megatron's door, Shockwave waits to be allowed inside.
His Lord opens the door and lets him in, and Shockwave examines the room with curiosity.
Starscreams foul influence is everywhere now, and the seeker has changed everything in the rooms, redecorating to his wicked spark's content.
He is immediately assaulted by the seeker, being yanked in, and pelvic armor rubbed against him demandingly, "Finally. What took you so long?"
He is confused as to why the bot is so... cuddly - for lack of a better word - with him, servos rubbing along his back. "I had to make sure that Sparkride and Seda-"
The bot pushes him against the wall, still rubbing their pelvic armor together for some reason, "You should have come when Megatron commed you. We want you in the berth, and you were not here. You're going to have to be against the wall first, then. I have been wanting to be with you for a long time, and I'm glad that Megatron is finally letting you into our berth." He reluctantly reaches up for Starscream's sparkplates, only to have his claws shoved down, and then sharp seeker talons push on his shoulders. "Get on your knees."
Shockwave obeys slowly, unsure what Starscream wants from him, doing as ordered only because Megatron is watching with hot optics, rubbing at his pelvic armor the same way Starscream is. "What-"
Starscream grips one of his antlers and tugs his face back, "Open your mouth. I want to see it first." He opens, and sharp claws press inside, testing the gears there. "Use them on my claw. I want to feel them." He obeys once more, letting the gears roll very gently against Starscream's claw. "Primus," the bot gasps, and withdraws his claws. There's a click, and his pelvic armor retracts, and . . . Oh, thank Primus.
The mech has a spike.
The seeker has an interfacing mod that he wants Shockwave to pleasure, and he is not being asked to lick bonded sparks and injure himself. Relief washes through him, and he leans in, optic dimming, "Would you like me to pleasure you now?"
His antlers are tugged in answer, and Shockwave gets to work, optic glancing over to see that Megatron has also slid back his pelvic armor, revealing a similar mod.
Thank Primus.
When he onlined in the morning, it had been to being rubbed against, and having to overload the bots several times, but he had done it.
Now, however, he is covered in transfluid, and walking into his room. He wants to take a solvent bath with his minibot and possibly have a nice spark frag. He is allowed to keep Sparkride if he wants to, at least.
He feels sticky and gross, not liking how filthy spike and valve mods are. It had been fun licking them there, but now he just wants to get clean. Not deal with what he is right now.
"Move, Lugnut."
Lugnut stares at him, and then narrows all five of his optics, "Where did you get so fragged up?"
Shockwave, despite feeling disgusting and needing a wash badly, smirks unseen at the other bot, dimming his optic with satisfaction, "Lord Megatron and Starscream did me the honor of inviting me to their berth. It was a very . . . enlightening evening."
Lugnut's optics burn with jealousy, "You lie! They are sparkbonded, and-"
"And sparkbonds do not interfere with interfacing mods." He could tell the bot that they were planning on dragging the larger bot to the berth soon, but he is in no mood. "Let me by."
The mech glares at him, "Why would they want you in the berth? You have nothing to offer them!"
He is so tempted to stick out his glossa, just to prove the bot wrong. He keeps the feeling in check, just crossing his arms, "Starscream is a seeker." Which is the politest way he can say that Lord Megatron's bonded is the sluttiest sparkbonded bot he's ever seen. He could not sparkbond with Sedan - not that he's planning to - if his minibot was half as slutty as Starscream. The idea of actually liking any other model type because his sparkbonded does makes him feel kind of ill.
He enjoys minibots, and no other bots. It is the natural way for him, and he would have it no other way. Shockwave leaves Lugnut behind, who is fuming with jealousy. It suits him just fine, of course. He wants to check up on his sweet little minibot and their sparkling. Their adorable little sparkling which he will be taking to the medicbot for a good scanning this sol.
It would be good to have Sparkride scanned as well, to check and make sure his spark can handle a reformat. A few cannot.
If the bot is unable, he's not even going to waste the few solar cycles he was willing to give before. He's just glad that he had bargained the bot's frame as a reason to go into Megatron and Starscream's berth. Especially now that he knows he would have been dragged in no matter what. He's going to have to get a valve mod to make it even better for them next time.
Which isn't bad, just frustrating that he couldn't have just been using his spark before they sparkbonded. He had to rub his spark against their spikes because they loved the feel of it. He has to clean his chamber, and it feels disgusting.
He walks into the room to see Sedan curled up against the cage in recharge with Glider on his chest and Sparkride's fingers petting his helmet. The cyclebot is also recharging, but is making tiny little panting sounds that can only be a dream about 'facing.
He scowls, it seems that he hadn't gotten all of the hotspark code out of the bot.
He'll have to run his own scans at the medic, but first, he is washing all this fluid off of him, and out of his sparkchamber.
Shockwave steps into the washrack and turns the solvent sprays on, scrubbing himself thoroughly, because the slagging fluids had begun to dry out from the previous night and were thoroughly disgusting by now. It's good to get clean, and his sparkchamber is practically shining by the time he finishes scrubbing his wires.
He is interrupted when he's almost done by Sedan. His minibot blinks at him for a long moment, then asks shyly, "Spike mods?"
It hurts his spark to realize that Sedan most likely had spikes shoved in him in places that were never designed for it, and would have ruined circuitry because of that. He reaches over, pulling his little bot close, and tickling Gliders head, "I am expected to get a valve mod for them to use later. They said that you may join if you want to at some point." Really, they had said that it would be wonderful to see him be tied down and watch as Sedan used him, and then they could ride his aft as Sedan rides his spark, but he's not going to say that if his minibot doesn't want it.
He's nuzzled against, "I wouldn't mind. You won't let them hurt me."
"You're right, Sweetspark, I won't." But if they wanted to hurt Sedan, he would not object or stop them. It was Megatron's right. He was very happy that his Liege was not a sadist, and would not hurt his Sweetspark. "You would find it very pleasurable, and they would not use your spark since they are bonded." Hopefully, they would not expect the tiny bot to do much pleasuring of their spikes either, as he wasn't properly sized for it.
Sedan cuddles against him as Glider giggles under the solvent spray. "Could you let Sparkride out? He should be allowed to move around."
The cage is just a tiny bit too small for a cyclebot, even if it is perfect for a minibot. "As long as he behaves. Did he drink the energon?" He saw the pink in the dish, but he's not going to punish the mech for not drinking it since he knew Sedan had insisted on feeding the mech in the vids he'd reviewed.
His little bot nods, "I ... I didn't want him to lick it out of the dish."
He rubs the tiny nubbin on the side of Sedan's helmet, "He could have used his servo." He loved watching the minibots putting their tiny fingers in the dish and licking it off. It was something he sometimes self serviced to, especially the one were he had put a hotspark code in and the bot had rubbed it over his spark, overloaded, and took the energon that way.
It had been extremely expensive to get the minibot to agree to do that with him. He'd had to pay nearly a full stellar cycle of his own pay for a single shot at the bot's code, and more for the chance to lock the bot up and have him take his energon that way.
But it had been worth every single credit he'd spent, and the difficulty of taking the cage with him, as it was too large to be put in subspace.
Too bad his Sweetspark is opposed to playing any games with it, or he could have fun pretending to have a reluctant minibot.
Maybe Sparkride will. He will keep the cage unlocked for it, of course, and then the reformatted minibot will not have anything to worry about as he does it.
He finishes cleaning, and walks out of the washrack, still dripping wet, not caring about the floor. "Sparkride." The bot looks up at him from sitting and staring at the floor, "Let's get you cleaned up. We're going to the medic, and I want to have you clean."
The bot stands cautiously, "Will I be helping you clean?"
He isn't sure he likes the small hint of hopefulness at the bot's offer. He will like it if the mech is a minibot, but as a cyclebot, it is distasteful. "You will be helping Sedan and Glider."
"Yes, sir," the bot says respectfully, stretching his long limbs as though he had been kept in the cage for vorns, and not just a few megacycles. "I appreciate your willingness to . . try and let me stay with you." He ducks his head, and shifts his stance to something Shockwave assumes normal bots would find alluring. Shockwave does not.
"Go help them clean. I will prepare something for Glider." A little makeshift sparkling sling. Some soft metal mesh that he can loop around his neck or shoulder to hold Glider in comfort.
The bot looks like he's about to touch him, but wisely thinks better of it. He doesn't glance back to see if the mech continues to walk in a way that emphasizes his aft. He will when Sparkride is a minibot, but no other time. If the bot is reformatted and insists on doing that, he is likely to rub his spark all over it, though.
He forces the thought of rubbing his spark on Sedan's aft - since he doesn't know if Sparkride will be a minibot - away, and works on returning the cage to where it was before. He then pulls out a nice metal mesh, working it into a serviceable sling. He is not as good as Random is, but he is perfectly capable of doing this.
It comes out nicely, shaped and curved so the little sparkling won't be able to claw his way out of it. He'll just have a soft metal sling to rest in, and it should help the little bot get more recharge while he's carried. Of course, it's harder to shape one for Sedan's size, but the sling he makes for his little minibot will work just as well, even if there is a better chance of Glider escaping from that one, purely because it has to be smaller for Sedan to hold it.
He is thinking about making a third, for Sparkride as a minibot, when they all come out of the washrack, shining brightly. He adjusts the sling on himself, "Did Sparkride try to get you to 'face him?" He doesn't approve of the fact that the bot doesn't seem to care that a sparkling is there when he had been propositioned.
Sedan shakes his head, "No. He knew you wouldn't like it." His minibot walks over kissing him, "Will you be holding Glider, then?"
"If you do not object to it," Shockwave reaches down and takes the tiny sparkling, cooing at it. "Have you been a good sparkling for Sedan, little one?" Glider blinks at him without comprehension, and then turns to bite one of his claw tips, trying to chew on it with his weak little denta. "I suppose that is a yes, is it?" Shockwave tucks the bot into the sling, and Glider shifts fussily for a klik before deciding he likes it and settles down.
Sedan nuzzles against him, "Why are we going to the medic?"
He stands up, pulling his minibot in his arms, and reluctantly taking Sparkride into the other, "We are checking up on Glider's health, since I don't know how to scan a sparkling, and then we are seeing if Sparkride is even able to have a reformat. If not, then we don't even need to keep him on for the few solar cycles."
Sparkride stiffens as they head out the door, "You'll just ge-"
He gives the mech a flat look, "Yes, I will. I have told you over and over, I have no interest in cyclebots."
"Then I pray to Primus that I can have a reformat," the bot says flatly, apparently resigned to his fate as Shockwave's potential sparktoy. "I do not want to lose access to my . . to Sedan's sparkling."
He is going to have to make sure that Sparkride's reformat has sweet little minibot horns for him to pinch, because he can already tell that Sparkride is going to need frequent punishment to remind him to behave like a good pet. He'll also like to watch Sedan lick the little horns to pleasure him.
If he can have a reformat and agrees to it.
Sedan touches Shockwave's faceplates, "Our sparkling? All three of ours if he can stay?"
He'd like to say no, but he can not deny his minibot. "If he takes the reformat, then yes. Glider will be all of ours if he is a minibot."
Sparkride relaxes, "I'll be a minibot, then. Reformat rejections are rare, and I'll gladly transfer if I can stay with Glider."
"We are having you tested first," he reminds the cyclebot, reaching out to pinch his forehead crest sharply. The bot flinches, and Shockwave lifts both of them up onto the medical berth, cradling Glider in his mesh net. "Medic," he raises his voice, and one of the medicbot's peers out from the back office, "I would like you to come work on my minibot and sparkling, please." He taps Sparkride, "The cyclebot is thinking of a reformat, and I want you to test that as well."
Razor, the medic that had worked on Sedan before, comes forward, looking amused. "Finally come, then? With a little sparkling and a soon to be minibot." The bot pulls out a datapad, "I'm a bit disappointed in you for not coming before, but I suppose I understand wanting to make sure the repairs worked."
He rubs Sedan's audio nubs, "Just make sure they're okay. I need to know if Glider is malnourished because of bad treatment."
Sedan gasps, giving Sparkride a betrayed look, "You didn't fe-"
He kisses his minibot, "From what I can tell, Sparkride was very good at keeping Glider safe. It was Nitroburst that I am worried damaged him. The bot had claimed that sparkling energon cost more than normal energon, and was using that against him. We will not allow Glider to be hurt, precious."
"I always made sure that Glider had plenty of sparkling fuel," Sparkride protests. "He never went hungry, even if I had to cut back my fuel intake to get him the energon he needed."
Shockwave believes that. The bot was very protective of Sedan's sparkling, but he is still going to have the medic check. He holds the sparkling out, and Glider fusses, instinctively showing dislike of the medicbot, which is natural for most sparklings.
They are aware very early on that medicbots mean terrible things.
Razor chuckles softly, holding the sparkling carefully and putting a datapad in a small access port. The bot smiles a little wider as the sparkling swipes at his face, "He's very sure of himself, isn't he?"
Sparkride nods, "He knows what he wants."
The medic hums softly and looks at the datapad as it scans. When it beeps, Razor's optics widen, "Well... that's a surprise."
Shockwave is certain that it isn't a bad surprise, the medic would look more distressed if it was. "What is it?"
"Your mechling is a femme."
Sparkride stares at Glider, and then shakes his head, "The other scans said Glider was a mech. Always."
The medic frowns, "Are you doubting me? Your sparkling is a femme. She has a femme spark, and femme coding. Not a trace of mechling in her, and any half-decent scan would see that."
Shockwave's spark soars with delight. His minibot has had a little minibot femme sparkling!
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