Some Scorpid Verse fluff, though not truly related to my "The Queen's King" story as Sniffer is actually the oldest sibling and Bluestreak is actually Jazz's 3rd sparkling. Still was fun to write though.
Soft whines sounded behind the closed door that Prowl found himself in front of. He tilted his helm in thought as he stared at the door that led to his and his Queen's berthroom and debated whether he should enter or not.
His final decision had him turned and ready to walk off when he heard a bit of a commotion on the other side. Protective and possessive instincts kicked in quickly as he rushed into the room ready for anything but what he found.
There was silence now from the other three occupants of the room as they watched Prowl go from scary aggressive King to confused in an instant.
Jazz was the first to move and quickly made to scoop up their two sparklings that had been running from him for the past several minutes, though it was more just little Blue running around and dragging his younger sibling, Sniffer behind with him.
Bluestreak squealed at being scooped up and reached for his brother's servo and squeezed it happily before he made grabby motions to his sire that he appeared to be practically a spitting image of. His Blue tipped tail swaying around almost as if it were wagging as he continued to reach for his sire.
Prowl smiled at the sight of his three lovelies and took Blue from Jazz's arms and replaced him into his own. He nuzzled their oldest playfully but stopped when soft barely heard chirps were made.
Both looked up to see little Sniffer hold onto Jazz's servo as the other tickled his belly and chirred back in response to his sparklings actions.
Prowl and Jazz, even Bluestreak were very careful around Sniffer as the little one was born not only blind but mute as well, though it wasn't much apparent at his current age and the way he acted at times, besides when he crawled into things. The sparkling was like a mini Jazz though his black armor had an iridescent shine to it unlike his carriers. His little tail didn't move near as much as Blue's and not for the first time had Jazz and Prowl worried about him especially when he just let his tail drag and scrape along the ground when he crawled around. Blue even tried to help by trailing behind and holding his little brothers tail up for him, though Sniffer only tolerated it so long before getting huffy.
Jazz pulled back after a quick touch of his helm to Sniffer's and looked back at Prowl. He waved to Blue playfully while he spoke to Prowl, "Now that you're here, you can help me clean these bitlets."
At the word 'clean', Bluestreak was quick to voice his displeasure and tried to squirm out of Prowl's hold who had grown wise to Blue's tricks and held firm to the squirming sparkling.
Sniffer's reaction was to try and curl more into Jazz's chest and under his chin. It was similar to when Blue tried to give them his sad optics but harder to turn away when you had a tiny body trying to press up into ones armor.
Jazz grinned at their sparklings actions before walking off to their connected washracks and over to the small tub up against one of the walls, his King only a few paces behind him.
He sat Sniffer down gently and kept one servo at the sparklings back as he turned on the solvent and made sure it was a safe temperature before he moved Sniffer to it.
Prowl moved next to his Queen and deposited Bluestreak next to his little brother and was rewarded with a splash from the sparkling. Blue giggled and smacked his servos more into the solvent to splash his sire and in turn his carrier right next to him.
Sniffer sniffed at the rowdy actions next to him and whimpered softly at the solvent hitting his twitchy helm fins. He made grabby ands to his carrier though he didn't know he wasn't faced in the right direction until he heard his carriers voice and changed his position to face him.
Jazz cooed to Sniffer as Prowl calmed Blue's vigorous play in the solvents though the sound of his little brother started to whimper had him slowing down a bit beforehand.
As quick and painless as they could, both creators commenced to cleaning their bitlets. They used special soft clothes for their delicate unprotected frames to lightly scrub at the soft protoform and before long they were done, though not without two drenched adults as well. Jazz would admit later that Prowl didn't much help with the wash as more egg the two on into making a bigger mess.
Carefully both sparklings were lifted from the tub and into their own respectively fluffy towels to be dried. They squirmed about, Sniffer who just wanted to cuddle, pulled his limbs in tight and made it near impossible for his creators to properly dry him. Blue on the other servo was ready to make a break for it and run around the room, which probably wouldn't end well with the bitlet still being wet.
They slowly moved their way back to the berthroom as they each tried to dry the sparklings in their arms. Both adults sat on the berth side by side as they let their offspring tire themselves out, which turned out to really just be Bluestreak as Sniffer had long fallen into recharge.
Once happy when Blue finally left into the realm of recharge, Jazz curled around his bitlets, both of them pressed close to his belly and chest and wrapped in a warm dry thermal blanket. His King faced him on the other side so that he bracketed the two sleeping sparklings in-between them. They shared a chaste kiss before both following their loves into the blissful state of recharge.