Author's note. Spike and Jazz have a run in with the Dinobots, read on to find out how that goes.

Sorry for short chapter, next will be longer.

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Dinobots demanding.

Spike slept well that night, Jazz's soothing music really helped him sleep. When he awoke, he found Jazz bending over him with a big grin on his face. The Sparkling gurgled and held up arms, wanting to be held.

"Heh, ya really that keen to see me, little guy?" Jazz chuckled with a big grin.

Spike chirped and hugged Jazz's neck as the saboteur held him close. Jazz was pleased Spike had had a good night, especially as he'd been so miserable yesterday. He knew it was a mortifying thing for any teenager to go through, having their tanks expel waste.

But Spike probably wouldn't remember it once he became human again, in fact, at the moment he probably wasn't really aware of it at the moment. Jazz, like the other Autobots, didn't realise that Spike still had all his memories of his past life as a human.

"Come on, little man, let's go and get breakfast," Jazz said with a chuckle as Spike tried to grab something off a shelf.

Despite the fact Spike knew who he was, he couldn't help acting like a proper Sparkling. So as Jazz carried him, he gurgled and beamed at everyone he saw. Everyone continued to grin and wave at him as they saw him which the little Mech loved.

But as Jazz continued along the corridor, the sound of heavy footsteps approaching could be heard. He slowed his steps, wondering if it was Skyfire. But he quickly realised there was more than one and that could only mean...

The Dinobots!

"Ho boy, we're in for it," Jazz muttered as Spike turned his head curiously at the heavy sound of approaching doom.

Jazz quickly glanced around to see if there was any escape but they happened to be at the beginning of a long corridor with no nearby doors to duck into. And even if Jazz run, there was no way he could avoid the Dinobots spotting him. And they didn't like it when you tried to run.

"Spike, I'm just going to hide you behind my back for a moment," Jazz whispered to the curious Sparkling.

"Once their past, we can get away.

Spike merely blew a raspberry as Jazz tucked him behind his back and causally leaned against the wall.

A moment later, Grimlock appeared followed by his loyal Dinobots. They stared down at Jazz but carried on their way and for a moment, Jazz thought they were safe. Until Grimlock, who was in his robot mode like the others, stopped and said.

"What that smell?"

"Yesss," Snarl growled softly. "Something smells funny."

They all turned and stared suspiciously at Jazz who smiled nervously.

"Um, I don't smell anything," he said, trying to grin but feeling Spike squirm in his hands.

"Me Swoop smell something," the only flyer of the Dinobots said.

"Me Snarl want to smash it," the brutish Dinobot Slag suddenly snarled, taking a threatening step towards Jazz who tried to hold his ground.

"Hey man, there's no need for that, it's just a smell," Jazz quickly said as Grimlock shoved Snarl out of the way.

"Me Grimlock want to know what funny smell is and why," he added, optics narrowed as he took in the fact Jazz had his hands behind his back.

"You Jazz is hiding something."

"Now I...," Jazz started to say but Grimlock suddenly shot out a hand and grabbed him by the shoulder, lifting him up.

"Me Grimlock see what you hiding," the T-Rex declared, sticking a hand behind Jazz's back and plucking what he was holding out of his hands.

With a grunt of trimph, Grimlock raised his prize high for all to see as Jazz groaned.

The Dinobots all froze as they beheld the chirping sight of Spike, dangling from the huge Dinobot's hand. Spike didn't know whether to feel scared or curious as the Dinobots gaped at him. Finally, still holding Spike high, Grimlock asked.

"What this?"

"That's a Sparkling Grimlock, a baby Mech," Jazz said, trying to free himself from Grimlock's grasp.

Grimlock snorted.

"Him look very puny to me Grimlock. Mighty Dinobots could eat him in one gulp."

"Grimlock," Jazz loudly protested as Spike looked distinctly unhappy about this observation.

"He's just a little Sparkling, you don't eat them, you protect them, and they're the next generation."

"Besides," he added quickly as they mulled this over. "Ratchet and Wheeljack would be very upset and disappointed if you hurt him."

This last bit seemed to convince the Dinobots and Grimlock released his hold on Jazz who landed rather heavily. Grimlock now arranged Spike so that he was resting properly in his arms. But Grimlock was so huge, Spike's turquoise optics only just peeked out at Jazz.

"We Dinobots looks after little Sparkling Mech, teach him to grow big and strong," Grimlock now declared, turning on his heel and marching away with his prize.

The other Dinobots closed rank behind Grimlock, meaning Jazz could not follow. He stared helplessly before getting onto the comm. and calling Ratchet.

"Ratchet, there's a problem."

"With Spike?" came Ratchet's voice.

"Yes and no, the Dinobots have him and they aren't giving him back," Jazz said to which Ratchet cursed and then sighed heavily.

"Alright, I'll go and talk to them, see if I can talk some sense into them."

"Thanks man," Jazz said fervently before sighing as the comm. was switched off.

He couldn't believe the trouble he'd gotten into, it really wasn't that easy looking after Sparklings. And he doubted this was the end of it.

Meanwhile, Spike was being helplessly carried by Grimlock who marched ahead with booming footsteps. He really wasn't comfortable about being with them, not without another Autobot being present at the very least. And as for that comment about eating him...well, that was enough to give any Sparkling nightmares.

"Where are you taking me?" he chirped unhappily to Grimlock, despite knowing the Dinobot couldn't understand him.

But to his amazement, Grimlock said.

"Me Grimlock take you, puny Sparkling to Dinobot quarters."

Spike stared at him in disbelief, did Grimlock actually understand him?

"Why are we going there?" he asked, wondering if Grimlock would answer this.

"Us Dinobots look after you," Snarl said softly.

"Us Dinobots do better job than them Autobots," Slag said with a slight sneer.

"You grow big and strong with us Dinobots and maybe you learn to fight good too."

"Him Sparkling will fight good, beat Decepticons into ground," Grimlock said confidently.

"Errr," Spike could help but squeak, he wasn't sure he was going to be doing much beating down in this form.

True, he now had armour and was probably a bit stronger than he had been as a human. But the fact remained he was still a baby compared to the other transformers, he couldn't even take on Ratbat in this form.

He shuddered, he really hoped none of the Decepticons saw him like this, he was mocked enough as it was. Seriously, they never missed an opportunity to capture him and start laughing at him. For some reason, it was usually Ravage or Laserbeak who'd target him and drag him to their master.

And then either Starscream or Megatron would grab him and have a go at him. The worst incident was when Starscream had given him a few swats, telling him that this was what happened to organic children who hung around with worthless rejects like the Autobots. Damn it but that had been so embarrassing, especially as it had been done in front of all his friends.

Actually, he wouldn't mind if he could get back at them for that, maybe the Dinobots could help him with that.

He pondered this happily, imagining himself big enough to give certain Decepticons a good smack. In fact, he was so focused, he didn't notice where they were until everything suddenly went dark.

He squeaked in alarm but Grimlock just said impatiently.

"Swoop, you get lights."

Swoop did as told and the room was soon bathed in a soft yellow glow, casting many shadows. The place was huge and looked to be very sturdily built, despite the fact there were a few dents in the walls. The furniture looked to be pretty tough too.

Grimlock walked to the centre of the room and carefully placed Spike on the floor before flopping heavily onto a large chair. The other Dinobots followed, sitting down on a couple of sofas and staring at Spike.

Spike just sat there on his little aft, looking around the place. Seeing a discarded piece of metal, he picked it up and examined it. Sticking it in his mouth, he found it didn't taste very nice so he quickly removed it and flung it away.

The Dinobots were still staring at him having apparently nothing better to do.

He wondered how long it would be until an Autobot turned up. Would the Dinobots let him go or insist that he remain here with them? So far, it wasn't too bad, they weren't treating him badly, it was just he wasn't sure how much care they could actually provide.

"Nice place you got here," he said softly and the Dinobots nodded in agreement.

"Very nice," Snarl muttered as Swoop made a noise that indicated he thought so too.

"Sparklings don't talk," Grimlock pronounced sternly. "Sparklings play and leave stuff to grownup bots."

Spike scowled, compared to them, he was an adult. He was much older and probably smarter too. He folded his arms and looked very sulky. Grimlock now wagged a finger at him.

"You no be disobedient or you Sparkling get bottom smacked."

As Spike looked horrified, Slag added.

"Him Ratchet say that's what happens to naughty Sparklings like the twins."

But Spike felt very hard done by now and so turned his back on them, while keeping his bottom firmly on the ground. Least it become a tempting target for crazy Dinobots.

Why couldn't someone come and save him, he didn't want to be smacked. He wanted...food, that's what he wanted. He realised this as his tank gave a rumble, he hadn't had breakfast yet, he was starving. What was a poor Sparkling to do?

"I'm hungry," he complained, as his tanks gurgled and loudly informed everyone of his predicament.

"You wait," Grimlock said offhandedly which only made Spike madder.

"I want Energon, I want it now," he cried, falling forward and beating his little fists on the ground.

He started to wail as loudly as he could, he wanted to be fed right now. He didn't want to wait, he couldn't wait, and he'd die of starvation if he didn't get his way. But the Dinobots simply ignored him, apparently not bothered by his cries.

So he started to wail even louder with a few sobs thrown in for good measure But nothing worked, they just stared at him.

Just when he thought he was reaching the end of his tether, a door suddenly opened and Ratchet rushed in. As soon as he saw Spike, he hurried over and scooped him into his arms while asking.

"Grimlock, what's going on?"

"Him having tantrum," Grimlock helpfully supplied.

"I'm hungry and you won't feed me," Spike wailed, still crying and waving his arms about.

"He's probably hungry," Ratchet supplied, quickly sub spacing a bottle of Energon and offering it to Spike who stopped crying and took it eagerly.

"Grimlock, why didn't you take him to get fed?" Ratchet now demanded in exasperation.

"Me Grimlock know you coming, no point in moving," Grimlock said contemptuously.

Ratchet huffed but couldn't really argue. He glanced at the silent Mechs as Spike drank his Energon and asked sardonically.

"Mind if I take Spike now, he'd meant to be with Jazz today."

Grimlock waved a dismissive hand, indicating he didn't care. But as Ratchet left, he said.

"We Dinobots going to be keeping optic on little Sparkling."

To be continued.

Author's note. What happens next time? I'm not sure which is why I need suggestions, so please give them to me. Until then.