TFA: Youngling
Ch.12~ Know my feelings
Prowl laid the small feme down; she had fallen asleep after she had calmed down. Poor thing had worn herself out. I doubt that glitch earlier was helping. I saw him kiss her helm crest before rising again, he turned and walked into me hugging me. I wrapped my arms around him pulling him close. Seems he had worn himself out as well.
"Can we?" he murmured nuzzling my chestplates.
"Of course, but maybe not here," I replied, he pulled back.
He grabbed my servo and pulled me toward the large organic plant and pulled me around and I saw it broken through the structure. Stepping out I saw we were in a confined space. Another structure boxing the space in, the only thing was there was no ceiling. Guess this was as private as we could get.
"Guess this will have to do."
"Sorry, not much privacy in this base."
"It's alright, this will be fine for a quick merge."
He pulled me into a kiss and I leaned down till our chestplates were even. Gently he backed me up until my backstruts our chestplates still pressed together. I hummed into the kiss and unlocked my chestplates bearing my spark. He followed suit and soon our sparks began to merge.
I gasped into the kiss, frag I missed this. I felt a flood of emotion and memories hit me. He had been dealing with the loss of Master then he was stuck with a repair crew after they accidentally destroyed his ship. Soon they were attacked by none other than Megatron and nearly died crashing on this planet. More fighting then, Star arrived. He had only looked after her at first because she seemed comfortable with him. Over time he began to see her as more than his charge. More fighting, she worried him so much when she fought. He saw her as his own creation, he wanted to be her Sire…
I began to send him my end of things, the sense of loss after he disappeared. Being given the twins to train my pain when I realized what had happened to them. My anger and frustration when I was only able to get their enlistment delayed. My love for them, how much I wanted to raise them. My grief at not being able to find him. My joy in finally finding him. My affection for the small feme he claimed as his own.
'Let's raise them together, her and the twins.' I stated over our bond.
'I'd love that.' He replied, I groaned as I felt his need building.
'Sorry, just a quick merge for now.' I apologized; it drew back.
'Sorry, missed you.'
'I know, I've missed you too. Let's sort this thing out first, I want to get our little family together.'
'I'd love that.'
'I can tell, we're in this together again.'
'Sorry I was gone for so long.'
'Out of your servos love, we're back together now.'
Our merge ended and our sparks parted and we both closed our chestplates. We were both using the tree as a support, it's been too long. I felt him nuzzling my neckcables, I felt our bond flare back and his love hit me. I sent back my own as I wrapped my arms around him. We needed that.
I heard a sound from behind us, turning my helm I felt Prowl pull away. He grabbed my servo and we headed back inside, I looked till I saw Stargazer was sat up on the berth. Her small frame was trembling as she cried softly. Prowl broke away racing to the berth, he scooped her up but she fought him. Soon he was able to get her to stop fighting him. Her vents sounded fast, far too fast.
"It was just a nightmare." He hushed, she let out a wail and clung to him.
'Does she have nightmares like this often?' I asked over our bond.
'Yes, she's been traumatized so many times…' he replied, I could feel his sadness.
I could hear pedefalls, I turned to see the team's old medic arrive in the doorway. He looked to Prowl and Star before letting out a sigh and leaning against the door frame. I saw Star peek over Prowl's shoudlerplate to look at the old medic.
"Another nightmare?" the medic quizzed, Star nodded her helm and Prowl turned to face the medic.
"Today has been rough for her," Prowl added, Star turned to face the medic.
"I'm sorry, I overused my battle computer…" Star apologized, the medic sighed.
"Just try to not overuse it anymore, you'll worsen your glitch." The medic replied, she nodded looking sad.
"I know…" she replied, he nodded.
"Get some sleep, you need it." He huffed, he turned around leaving the doorway.
"I worried him…" she muttered; Prowl rubbed her helm.
"A medic always worries." Prowl soothed, she smiled.
"Want to do something before you go back to recharge?" I asked, she turned to me.
"Can I hear a story?" she asked, I smiled.
"Of course," I answered, she lit up, she was so cute.
(Later)
She had fallen back into recharge; I was relieved she was sleeping soundly again. She had been so excited to hear a story, it was so adorable. But seems a story was all she needed to feel sleepy again. She fell asleep just as I was finished. Perfectly adorable.
"Seems you won her over." He hummed, I smirked.
"I wonder what got her so hooked on stories?" I mused.
"Given that she grew up in a warzone, I'd say this was one of the few forms of entertainment that she had." He theorized, I felt sadness from the bond.
"Love, she's here now." I hushed; he nodded his helm.
"I know, I just wish she hadn't had to go through that." He admitted, I nodded and pulled him into a hug.
"We're here for her now." I soothed, he turned into the hug leaning into me. "It's getting late, we should probably turn in. I'm sure Magnus will want to talk to everybot more in the morning."
"You're right." He stated, I pulled back a bit kissing his cheekplate.
"Love you." I hummed, he smiled.
"Love you too." He affirmed.
(Stargazer's POV)
I awoke slowly, I could feel two fields around me, onlining my optics I saw I was cuddled between two frames. Looking up I saw both Prowl and Jazz were still in recharge.
I never got the chance to see this with my creators. Sire died the day I onlined, I don't even think I saw him kiss Carrier before he was gone. I wonder if they would have been like this? I wonder if they would have recharged with me like this.
I leaned into their fields, I could distinguish the two, Prowl's field had become so familiar to me. Jazz's field, it definitely was different from my Ja's, but something about it felt. Familiar? I wasn't quite sure, but it did make me feel warm.
Prowl said he was going to look after me, Jazz said he would not let anyone take me away. Was I really going to get to stay with them? Why do I want that so much? They're not my creators. My creators are gone, and they're never coming back. Why do I want them to be my creators? They can't be.
"Awake, are we?" Jazz hummed, pulling me from my thoughts.
I turned to him and saw him looking at me with a fond look, I felt his servo cup my cheekplate. He leaned his helm down and kissed my helm crest. This feeling, it was so familiar. Looking up at him I recognized where I had felt this before. This was just like when I was with my Ja. But how?
"Ja…" I stated, he rubbed my cheekplate his gaze turning to concern.
"You alright?" he asked, I then realized I was crying.
"How?" I questioned; he tilted his helm confused. "How? He's gone. How can this feel...?"
How can you feel like my Carrier? He leaned down and kissed my helm then tilted my helm up a bit to kiss my tear-streaked cheekplates. This felt just like when Ja would comfort me. But he's gone. He's gone, and no one can take his place. But why does this feel? How can I feel like he is my Carrier? Even if he's this world's Ja, it can't be, right?
"Is something the matter?" Prowl asked, why do they both feel like…
"How?" I repeated, looking up at both of them. "How do you feel like my creators? Even if you are them in this world, it doesn't make sense. My creators are gone. How can you both feel like my creators?"
"They may be gone, but that doesn't mean there can't be bots who you want to be your creators in their stead." Jazz answered, I reset my optics as I tried to process his words.
Who I want to be my creators? That was okay?
"C-carrier," I stated, I leaned toward him. "You can be my Carrier?"
"Is that how you see me?" he asked, I nodded slowly. "Then yes I can be."
I turned my gaze to Prowl, "You can be my Sire?" I pressed, he nodded.
"If you see me like that." He affirmed.
My vision blurred as tears filled my optics, I let out a sob followed by more. I threw myself into Carrier's chestplates, I could have creators. I had a Sire; I had a Carrier. Even if I wasn't theirs originally, I could still be their creation. I didn't know that could happen. I have creators, I have creators, I have creators!
"I got ya sweetspark." He hushed, I sobbed harder.
"We've got you," Prowl added, I felt him hug us.
(Later)
Carrier gently rubbed my faceplate with a cloth from his subspace, he hummed as he cleaned the lubricant from my faceplate. I couldn't help but smile at the affection manner he cleaned my faceplate. Pulling away the cloth he smiled and leaned down to kiss my helm crest.
"There lookin' perfectly adorable." He cooed; I blushed a bit.
"Feeling ready to go out to the others?" Sire asked, I turned to him.
"As long as you and Carrier are there," I answered, he leaned over and patted my helm.
"We will." He assured.
"Up we go." Carrier chimed, I giggled as he scooped me spinning us a bit. "There's that pretty smile."
"Shall we go?" Sire stated, I nodded.
"Lead tha way," Carrier replied.
We left the hab and headed out toward the main room, I could see it was still early. The closer we got the more I heard arguing, who was arguing. Carrier sighed and kissed my helm before passing me to Sire, he headed into the room before us.
"Now what's with all this ruckus mah mechs." He stated.
As we entered, I saw that Sentinel and Optimus looked to have been arguing. He turned and began to lecture Carrier about getting involved. Seems he was entitled or the very least saw himself as better than others. How could someone like this become a Prime?
"Sire set me down," I said, he set me down crouching next to me.
"What are you planning?" he asked, I smirked.
"What is going on here?" I demanded projecting my voice to be commanding.
"P-princess, good morning." Sentinel stammered.
"That's not answering my question." I pressed, he seemed to be trying to think of an excuse. "If you're going to make excuses then I do not want to hear them. Where is Ultra Magnus, I was hoping to speak with him?"
"He's talking to the medic," Sentinel answered, talking to Ratchet?
"I see, well I shall go to see them, I'm sure he'd love to hear of your conduct," I stated, he looked angry.
"Little glitch." He muttered, little glitch?
Before I could even begin thinking of a reply, Carrier smacked Sentinel upside the helm and glared the mech down. He seemed to cower before Carrier's glare, I had not been expecting that reaction. I felt Sire pull me close to him.
"Don't call her that ever again." Carrier hissed.
"What is going on out here?" Ultra Magnus demanded I turned to see him Ratchet approaching.
"We're sorry Ultra Magnus sir." Optimus began.
"Why did you call me a little glitch?" I questioned staring at Sentinel.
"Who did?" Ultra Magnus asked, I turned to him.
"Sentinel," I stated, he turned to glare at the mech.
"Sentinel, I believe manners were part of your training. Apologize to the Princess then give me fifty transform-ups." Ultra Magnus ordered, Sentinel turned to me and bowed.
"Sorry, Princess." He apologizes, then he walked back and got into a push-up position and began to transform and return to his main form in a pattern.
"I am sorry about his behaviour; seems he needs some reminders on manners." Ultra Magnus added, he bowed his helm to me.
"Thank you, Ultra Magnus, I was actually going to find you and mention his demeaning behaviour to others," I replied, he glared at the mech.
"Is that so, I shall keep a closer optic on his behaviour." He stated, I bowed my helm.
"Much appreciated," I replied.
"Actually, could we talk privately Ultra Magnus." Jazz asked, Magnus nodded and he motioned us over.
Sire picked me up and we went to his side, Magnus nodded again and motioned us to follow him. We left the base and headed toward their parked ship. What did Carrier want us to talk to Ultra Magnus about? I looked up at Sire, he seemed to understand. We walked up the ramp and down the hall into what looked like a command deck.
"What is it you wished to speak about?" Magnus inquired; I was curious about that too.
