Chapter summary: It's never a dull moment for Omega having his daughter around.
"Hello" Normal talk.
"Hello" Speaking through the bond.
"Hello" Com-link/Private Com-link.
"Hello" Thoughts.
It had been a few days since Omega had found out that his daughter could fly, the hard way might he add, and he had come to accept it. Yes it had given him a near Spark attack at the time, and he swore he felt a century older from it, but he reasoned with himself that it could come in handy when she got older, of course he hoped his daughter would never have the need to fight in battle, but with the way the war was looking it was unlikely that it would end anytime soon. It was an unsettling thought, but the best he could do was give his daughter a relatively normal upbringing, not as normal as he would have liked but some form of normalcy. He came out of his thoughts when he heard something, it sounded like a small bump, he frowned when he saw his daughter hovering by the wall rubbing her helm, having clearly bumped into it "Ome? Are you alright?" he asked and got up, he walked towards her.
Ome was trying to fly straight, but since she had only discovered her thrusters a few days ago, it wasn't an easy task. She buzzed a little in irritation "I can't fly" she complained and attempted to fly straight again, but she veered to the left and went straight into the wall once again.
Omega was initially worried that she was hurt, but when she didn't cry and instead rubbed her little noseplate glaring at the wall, he started to feel amused. He really shouldn't be finding this amusing, but his daughter was clearly a resilient Sparkling and a few knocks to the noggin wasn't the end of the world, it just reminded him so much of when a cybermoth would keep bumping into a lightbulb, that mental image made him snicker a little and he had to bite his bottom lip when his daughter gave him an annoyed look, it was so cute and funny on her little face! He cleared his vocals "I'm not laughing sweetspark" he said trying not to let amusement colour his tone.
Ome buzzed a little and tried to fly again, but again she bumped straight into the wall and rubbed her noseplate as she glared at the wall, she turned in midair when she heard her Sire burst out laughing. She looked surprised, she had never heard him laugh before, sure she had heard him chuckle plenty of times, but never laugh until now.
Omega had to sit down on the sofa or risk falling down from laughing so much, he had an arm round his abdomen as he laughed and tears of laughter escaped his optics, he hadn't laughed this much since before the war, it really was true that laughter is the best medicine. In the end he had to lie on the sofa from laughing so much, it was the combination of his daughter's adorable annoyed face, the mental image of a cybermoth bumping into a lightbulb and the fact she had done a fairly similar impression, and her glaring at the wall, all that had sent him into gales of laughter.
Ome couldn't help but giggle and managed to somewhat wobble over in midair and land on her Sire's chest "Sire?" she said.
Omega finally managed to recover from his laughing fit and lifted his face shield from over his face, he got a cloth out of his subspace and had to wipe his optics and face from laughing so much "Oh dear Primus" he said.
"Were you crying?" Ome asked "did I make you sad?"
Primus bless her innocence "No you didn't make me sad Ome, in fact you gave me probably the biggest laugh that I've had in years" Omega replied and smiled.
Ome tweeted and smiled "Oh, ok" she replied "so you're happy?"
"Very happy sweetspark" Omega said and smiled, it was never a dull moment with his daughter around.
Author's Note: So a cybermoth is pretty much a Cybertronian version of a moth, whether they actually existed on Cybertron I don't know, but it's never established so I put it in the story anyway.