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And as others were doing their things and reuniting as families and such, Bulkhead decided to make his way into Iacon. He had been mated to the two Constructicons at first through force and now he had decided that it wasn't as bad and had remained with them. Everyone had changed when Primus changed Cybertron. But Bulkhead was coming now to the Library of Sparklings. He knew in his spark he had to have some sparklings there, even though his mates told him it was unlikely. Still, Bulkhead made his way in.
He felt led not to the sparklings that were from the citadel where he resided, but he felt drawn to an area that was for sparklings that their home citadel had been forgotten or was unknown. Bulkhead now remembered that he and his mates had moved around a lot before Primus had restored things and so it was possible that if he had had any sparklings, they wouldn't have had a home citadel to be from.
Bulkhead looked over the young bots, some were very young while others were older, but still he felt drawn to several, though he couldn't say for sure. He hoped that someone would be able to help him. Fortunately for Bulkhead, Ratchet had just returned and would be able to help the gentle green giant.
"Long time no see, Bulkhead" Ratchet stated as warmly as his voice ever got.
"Nice to see you, too, Doc Bot. Can you help me?" Bulkhead asked, not sure how to proceed from here as he was a bit overwhelmed by what he saw.
"I can try. What do you need help with?" Ratchet asked, though he had a pretty good idea as there really was only one reason why bots stopped here at this place.
"Well, my mates don't believe me, but I feel like I have some sparklings here that need to come back to our loving family. We moved a lot before Primus changed things, so I would doubt that any sparklings I sparked would have a home citadel to be from" Bulkhead explained to his old teammate.
Ratchet then understood why Bulkhead was close to the area where sparklings and younglings were kept that didn't have home citadels for one reason or another. "Let me go in with you and help you see if any of these young ones belong to you and your mates" Ratchet answered, truly hoping that Bulkhead's instincts were right. Bulkhead smiled as the pair went into the designated area.
It didn't take long before the two adults drew the attention of many of the young bots. Bulkhead was astonished by just how many young bots were here, but he knew he was on a mission to find his own. It didn't seem to take too much longer before the big bot found himself attracting little ones. He just hoped that they were his.
The first few to approach the large bot were younglings, a couple of mechs. They weren't big per say, but they felt drawn to the bot. Ratchet scanned the pair and found that they were indeed Bulkhead's sons. The pair stayed with Bulkhead as the bot moved on to see if he could find any other little ones and find them he did – a couple older sparkling mechs and three precious young femmes, though the three appeared that two were from one sparking while the third was yet another sparking. Ratchet scanned them all. They all were related to Bulkhead and his mates. Ratchet just smiled. "Congratulations, Bulkhead, your family just grew by 7" Ratchet informed the bot.
Bulkhead, happily carrying the three tiny femmes just beamed. He knew he had been right about this, and he knew his mates would be in for a complete shock. Now, he could take his young ones home and give them names that they deserved to have instead of the ones that they had been assigned. The four young mechs just followed Bulkhead with the two older mechs carrying the two younger mechs. All were just glad to finally have found their family and to be wanted by their family. Ratchet smiled as he watched them leave and then made sure to document that the sparklings had been picked up and who they had gone home with. Seven down, many more to go.