Well, here we go again. I'm sorry this took so long! Writers block is awful. I knew what I wanted to write, I just... didn't have the 'oomf'? Hehe... Thank you all so much for your faving and reviewing. Please keep it up! It means so much that you tell me what you think.

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Chapter Eleven : Family

Families are like fudge- Nice and sweet with a few nuts. ~ Unknown

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After discussing it with Optimus, it was decided that Nell would only visit for the day, not spend the night over at the warehouse. That was fine with everyone, with the exception of Sari.

"Come on! That's not enough time to do stuff!" The teen said to the woman, circling her.

Nell frowned at the teen, scratching her head. "It's plenty of time to do some things, just not everything. You gotta understand, this is new to me. I'm not really 'good' at having things pre-planned, you know." She was wondering where Prowl had run off to. He did that the last time she was over. What was he? Some sort of watcher?

"But... but you're leaving in, like, an hour!" Sari pouted.

Nell rolled her eyes. "I'm leaving at sunset, which isn't for a few hours. We have plenty of time." She started walking toward the couch, but Sari grabbed her around the neck. "ACK!"

"You're not going anywhere, crazy lady." The techno-teen then decided to give Nellie the biggest hug ever.

Nell flinched. "Lemme go, Sari. You know how I get when I get confined." The woman said, only to feel the hug tighten. "You're invading my space, you... Space invader!" Nell yelled, scooting backward in a circle. "Help! Get her off! Get her OFF!" The woman yelled,shaking from side to side to escape. "Prime, a little help here?" She called out, jumping up and down with no luck. Optimus decided to intervene, and cleared his throat.

"Uh, Sari, do you think you can let go of Nell?" He asked carefully, not liking where this was heading.

"But Prime!" She whined, but then blinked. She could have fun with this. Optimus squinted at her. The warning look. Sari, seeing a freshly showered Cole come into the room, humming some tune to himself, got an idea. "Fine! I don't want her anyway! Hey dude! Catch the midget!" She picked Nell up a little, spun, and practically threw the woman at the teen.

Cole looked up, seeing the woman coming at him. "No! I can't! I-" Nell collided with a resounding 'smack', and Cole stood there, eyes huge. "-am very wet..." He looked down at her, blinking. "...uhm...hello?"

Sentinel, from the door, made a gagging noise. "Eww, that human is all sticky!"

Cole glared at the dark blue bot. "Do you have an off switch, Foghorn?" Sentinel huffed at him, arms crossed. He looked down at Nell, embarrassed. "Eh... sorry, miss."

Nell's eyes went wide, and she sprang backward, shaking herself. "I'm wet..." She said, shaking her arms. "Not liking the wet." She reeled around a bit, fanning her shirt. "Ew, ew, ew..."

The teen blinked, holding the towel around his waist. "Ah... sorry about that! I... didn't..." He blinked at her. "Mean to."

"It's fine..." She glared at Sari. "I am not for throwing." Nell blinked, and turned to the teen now resting his chin on her shoulder. Her space had been invaded yet again, and she wasn't happy about it. "Excuse me, sir." She said, raising a very confused eyebrow.

The teen blinked innocently at her. "Yes?"

Nell frowned, and ducked out from under him. "Can I help you with something? Like... do you want a sandwich? Because if making a sandwich'll get you to back off..." She blinked at him, not liking how this teen was following her. He got close to her face, and studied her. The woman could feel his breath. She frowned, pointing a finger at him. "Don't make me slap you."

Prowl, watching from a dark corner -in fact, his favorite dark corner- beeped at Nell. He knew she couldn't hear it from where they both were, but still. The ninja bot really didn't want Nell hitting anyone. He decided to get a better view of things, and headed upwards with a 'whoosh'. The one thing he liked observing from more than a dark corner was a high place.

Bumblebee, who was enjoying the spectacle, decided to butt in. "Careful! She's got good aim!"

Cole remained where he was, smirking. "...I think I know you. What's your name?" He asked.

Nell's space was being invaded yet again. The yellow bot spoke up, raising a hand. "Cole, you'll want to back up! She's gonna get mean!"

Jetstorm called out from the doorway, "Smack him good, short one!"

Jetfire giggled, before joining in with his brother. "Ya! Knock his block off!" He made a jab at the air, smiling.

Nell blinked, and stared at the teen. She thought about it, where did she know him? Blond hair... the gray eyes... that freaking goofy grin of his. Nell's eyes went wide. This couldn't be true... "...bro?"

"MATTIE!" Cole squeaked, hugging the smaller human. "My god, you're alive!" He said, picking her up. At this point, Bumblebee fell off the couch from laughter, the jet twins were pretty confused, and Sentinel left the room, growling about 'Disgusting squishy rituals.' Cole lifted his head from Nell's shoulder, and called after the bot. "Get over it, Lenobot!" He giggled, and looked at his shocked and wet sister. "So Mattie, how ya been? Huh? Huh?" He was now bouncing. Before the woman could say anything, he hugged her again. "I missed you!"

Nell looked around, hands twitching. "Cole... honey... I missed you, too..." She wiggled in his grasp. "But you are really, really wet. I can't handle the wet." She said quietly.

The blond grinned. "You can handle the wet! Hug me!" Nell blinked and did nothing. Cole then picked Nell up, throwing her over one shoulder, despite the smaller humans squeak of protest. "Sari, can you help me out? I'd like to put some clothes on!" He said, the techno-teen giggling. "And Mattie shall be joining us!"

"Sure, follow me. I'll try to get a shirt for Nellie, too." She said, leading the two, one carrying the other, into the laundry room.

Cole threw a fist in the air, smiling. "Onward!" Nell smacked her forehead, mumbling. She smiled helplessly at Optimus, who shrugged. She said something about young men and biting, but that was all before the three were out of sight.

Prowl, who had been watching from his perch in the rafters, landed next to Optimus. The red bot jumped. "Oh... there you are." He said, whirring.

Prowl pointed where the three humans had walked out. "Why is that person carrying Nell around?"

Optimus blinked. "Well... he says he's her brother." The bot squinted, and crossed his arms.

Prowl's visor shifted. "And... you don't believe him?"

Optimus shrugged. "I don't know, it just... seems a little too easy. I mean, doesn't anyone else find it at least a little too convenient?" He looked around. "Does anyone agree with me?" He looked forward, as if looking at someone. "Anyone?"

Prowl whirred. "Are you feeling alright, Prime?"

The red bot placed a hand on his helm, rubbing one of his antennae. "Processor ache. Nothing serious." The bot went to the concrete couch, taking a seat. He seemed to get those a lot, lately. Prowl sighed quietly, and went to find Nell.

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Prowl entered the 'laundry room', only to find the human Cole hugging Nell. But Nell wasn't wearing a shirt, and she looked uncomfortable. He couldn't blame her.

"Cole, I love you, but I have a bubble." She ignored the giggling techno-teen, frowning at her younger, and taller, sibling. "You, sweety, are in my bubble." Nell wasn't huge on personal space, but she did have a point where she wanted to be let go of. She was past that point about twenty seconds ago.

Cole wasn't listening, and he hummed, grinning. "You are so warm and so soft." He rubbed his cheek on her head. "And short!" Prowl turned his back on the two, waiting for Nell to have a shirt and Cole to have on more than just a towel.

"Prowl, you don't have to do that." Nell said. The ninja bot turned his head, only showing the edge of his visor.

"Yes, he does." The blond said to the woman. "Turn around, Batman."

Prowl chirruped. He didn't look like a man in a rubber suit, did he?

Nell narrowed her eyes. "His name is Prowl, bro."

Cole ignored her comment. He pointed at the dark bot with his thumb, arm around Nell's shoulder. "Did he tell you he was gay? Because sis, I'm gay, too, and I'm not gonna look."

"I'm not gay." Prowl said, coolly.

"Fine, you're Bi, you still don't get too look." The blond said.

"My bod, my choice." Nell said. "Prowl, if you want to look, look. No big deal. Cole, why are you being rude?"

The teen pouted. "Because I don't like the idea of guys ogling you, Mattie."

"Says the naked male hugging his sister." Prowl let the comment out, smirking.

Sari giggled. Cole pointed at her. "No one asked you!"

"Fine then." Prowl said, raising his hands in a shrug. He walked away, seeming to disappear into the shadows.

"Prowl, that wasn't directed..." Nell frowned. "...at you." The woman turned to her brother, raising her shoulders in a shrug. "Cole, what the hell?"

The teen raised his hands defensively. "Hey, he was looking at you, sis. I just didn't want some perverted robot looking at you."

Sari hopped off the dryer, and took out a shirt for Nell. "No way, dude. Prowl isn't like that. He doesn't ogle people. He's polite."

Nell slipped the shirt over her head, fluffing her hair. "And, he's a ninja."

Cole blinked. "What's so great about the ninja?"

Nell sighed, and turned around while Cole put a shirt on. "He's friendly, he's careful, he's a horse lover, he's a great listener, he's fun-"

Sari held her hand up to block the view of Cole pulling his boxers up. "Woah, are we talking about the same Prowl here, Nellie?"

The woman nodded, blushing a little. "At least he's that way with me."

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"Nell, why does Cole keep calling you Mattie?" Prowl asked the woman at his foot. She looked at him, frowning a little. At the moment, Cole was eating a poptart on a nearby crate. He seemed to be eating it at a faster pace now that he saw the ninja bot talking to his sister. Why didn't Cole like him?

"...I, uh, I changed my name to Helena a few years ago." She ran a hand through her hair, grinning nervously up at him. "Hey, if your name was Matilda, you'd want it changed, too." Before she could really continue, Cole came over to the two, and grabbed Nell's belt loops. "Hey, hey, hey!" The woman stumbled backwards.

The blond looked up at the ninja bot. "...mine."

Cole turned his sister away from Prowl, and walked away. The bot chirruped. Did he do something wrong? He whirred. "I see..." He thought about the name Nell used to go by. He looked up what it meant. Human names often meant something. Matilda meant 'strength in battle', and her current name, Helena, meant 'Torch'. He beeped. Matilda was a nice name to him, but it didn't fit her. Helena fit Nell more than Mattie did. "Interesting."

"Hey, Mattie?" Cole asked.

"It's Nell, now. Helena Calder Simon." She ruffled his hair. She didn't realize how much she missed her brother until now. "Are you still Cole?" She asked the teen snuggling into her stomach.

"Mhm. Cole Fredholm Grinder." He said happily.

Nell blinked at him. "You smell like a pop tart."

He poked her ribcage, smiling.

Bumblebee snorted. "Fredholm? What kind of name is that?"

Cole pouted, glaring at the yellow bot. "What kind of name is Bumblebee?"

"A good one, shorty." He said, smirking.

The jet twins came back in, and they both smiled at Nell and her brother. "Short one has brother." They said together. Again, to Nell, it felt creepy.

"Yes, yes she does." Cole said, hugging Nell.

Jetstorm grinned, sitting next to the two. "Is good to be having sibling, yes?"

Jetfire sat on the other side. "Especially when sibling is brother."

Nell smiled at the twins. "Yes... It's good to have a brother." They smiled back.

Prowl looked down at Nell from his perch on the crane. She looked so happy with her brother in her lap. His mouth slipped into a slight frown. He had no place in this moment. He jumped to the rafters, landing silently on the ground. He looked back at Nell, smiled at her, and left the room. He didn't need to be in on the moment. They needed some time alone. He was just fine with that.

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"Well I had a dream I..." Prowl turned to his work table, picking up a pair of shears. They were very large for a human, but they fit his hand perfectly. "...I stood beneath an orange sky. Yes I had a dream I... stood beneath an orange sky..." He swayed a bit to the beat, hips moving from side to side. He liked the song. He liked singing, truth be told. It wasn't his favorite thing to do, but he still enjoyed it.

"With my brother standing by... with my brother standing by." He continued, smiling to himself. He had heard somewhere that plants liked music. If that was true, his trees were in for a treat. "I said, 'Brother, you know, you know, It's a long road we've been walking on... Brother, you know it is you know it is..." He set down the large shears and picked up the smaller pair. "Such a long road we've been walking on." He checked over his bonsai trees, and found one of his smaller ones needed trimming. "Oh Brother, oh Brother..." Very carefully, he snipped the rouge stem, then smiled.

"And I had a dream I stood beneath an orange sky..." When he thought about it, his main tree looked like it needed water. Luckily, he had a hose in his room. The dark bot turned on the water, soaking the earth around the tree. "With my sister standing by... With my sister standing by.." He continued, not noticing someone else was there. "I said Sister, here is what I know now, here is what I know now goes like this-" He turned off the water, and set down the hose, back to the screen.

From behind, someone tackled him. The someone rolled over to sit on top of him. "Ah!" He tried to get away, but he found a very heavy weight sitting on his stomach armor. His shock went straight into sever irritation as he glared at the white bot on top of him. "Jazz." Prowl ground out.

The bot grinned. "What, Prowler? You know I'm a music fan. You don't want me to glomp ya, don't go temptin' me, bro." The bot teased. "And speakin' of bro, Prowl, Nell's brother showed up outta the blue. Weird, huh?"

"What..." The black bot asked his friend, ignoring the statement and trying to keep his temper from flaring. "...is a glump?"

Jazz smiled. "Called a glomp, man. What people do when they're really happy."

Prowl whirred, not enjoying this. "And why are you happy, Jazz?" The darker bot half growled.

Jazz laughed at him, giddy. "Have you heard yourself sing, man? Ya got a sweet set of pipes there, Prowl. I can tell you now, she will love it!" Jazz grinned, hoping he had the younger bot riled enough.

Prowl's visor narrowed at the fellow ninja, speaking quickly. "What makes you think I'm singing for Nell?"

The white bot smiled down at his friend, still straddling him. Just what he wanted to hear. "Never said you were singin' for Nell, did I? You could be singing for Sari, or some off world femme... or Nell..." He poked Prowl's chest plate with a white fingertip, grinning at the angry and flushed bot under him. "So... I guess right, bro? You singin' for some special femme?"

"Get. Off." The dark bot growled. Jazz shrugged, and hopped off him, darting for the door.

"Whatever you say, Prowler." Jazz said, ducking out of the room as a shuriken flew at his head, embedding itself in the opposite wall.

Prowl sat there for a minute, frowning. "...I've lost my place..." He hid his face in his hand, growling quietly. He sighed, walking out of his room to remove the shuriken. Now, he had lost his place in the song and he had to explain that new hole in the wall. He didn't feel like singing anymore after that... 'glomp', is what Jazz had called it. That was random, and he wasn't a fan of random. "Fantastic."

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If you saw Cole and Nell being siblings then whee! Good for you. Thank you all again! I'm sorry, but updates are going to be slow for a while. I try to make each chapter AT LEAST 3,000 words. I don't feel happy if I don't get to that amount. I can see Jazz glomping someone. Hell, Prowl tackled Bumblebee in the first (or fourth) episode. And Optimus Prime broke the fourth wall! :D

Okay, I'll shut up now. ^^