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Text: " = normal speech heard out loud, sparklings included.
[Text: "] = Family bond/twin bond/quad bond/spark bond :)
{Text: "} =Com. Link/text message/ phone call. (specified)
S.S: " =Twins speaking in unison (or quads... i.e F.P)
N.P.F.M: " =Quads speaking in unison
YDaddy = Sunstreaker
RDaddy = Sideswipe
R&YDaddy = Twins speaking in unison from sparklings pov.
Sunstreaker's pov
Thank Primus that we're away from that family! I love my sparkmate but I sincerely with every ion in my chassis hate her extended family…with the exception of about 13 people, and given how many family members she has, that's being considerate. Of course she's fragging miserable, I know because the waves of bitter sadness radiating off of her can practically be seen.
["You gonna be okay?"] I prodded gently. She gave a soft nod over our bond acknowledging me but didn't respond.
["We're sorry for how things happened."] Sides said softly as we all continued to drive in silence. She nudged the both of us gently before another wave of sadness came and went.
["It's not your fault. What happened was a long time coming. It needed to happen."]
[Me: "But."]
["But I'm not sure if I should ever tell her the truth. Or any of my relatives. What if someone gets hurt because of me? Its selfish for me to want them to know."]
[Sides: "Sweetspark, no bot's an island. If you want them to know then that's okay."]
["But you guys wouldn't like having all of them in our lives. And I don't want to make you do something that would make you unhappy."] She sighed. I get that I come across as an anti-social sociopath, I'm okay with that, I owned it for many vorns and I do still have those tendencies, but that's largely due to not having anyone there for Sides and I for a long long time. She feels selfish for wanting them in her life, when in reality, I've never told her the truth. It's nice to have a family, even if it's made up of odd squishies here and there. It's nice to know that other people care about us for once, and that their feelings are genuine. Sure Sides and I have plenty of friends amongst the Autobots, but having a family that actually tells you that they love you and they mean it, is completely different.
[Sides: "It wouldn't make us unhappy. Right Sunny?"]
[Me: "Frag no! Bae we love you no matter what, and we knew that we would be a part of a huge family when we married you remember? We don't mind sharing you in that way. BUT, if you run off and add some third fragger to our bond we may have a problem."]
I said while sending her waves of love and affection over the bond.
{Flareup: "Earth to the three lover bots! HELLOOOO?!"}
{Bella: "Sorry. That fallout did more than I thought it would."}
She said. She's pulling the "you should feel guilty and leave me alone card." Well played sweetspark well played.
{Arcee: "Sorry to pull you from your thoughts. You gonna be okay?"}
{Bella: "So soon? No. But that's not important. Just who are these new arrivals?"}
{Hide: "A medic named First Aid. A couple of frontliners; Tracks and Cliffjumper, and a tactician named Smokescreen."}
{Bella: "Ooooo…a new tactician?"}
{Tia: "Uh oh. Time to break in some new bots!"}
{Bella: "No! ...Only if they challenge us. Then we can break them in. What are their personalities like?"}
{Me: "Tracks is vain. More so than I…"}
{Jazz: "Which is sayin' somethin'!"}
{Me: "As I was saying he's vain, dislikes organics, but is a pretty smart mech. Isn't afraid to fight, and last I checked he could still fly in his alt. mode."}
{Sides: "You could say that he's flamboyant. First Aid is a diehard pacifist. Only time that mech has hurt someone was accidentally or when he finally lost his temper and hit someone, and even then he yelled at them apologizing for them making him hit them."}
{Bee: "Cliffjumper is a cool bot. Doesn't worry much and loves to tell a good war story. He's a decent scout when he needs to be and is great at busting Decepticon helm."}
{Jazz: "An' Smokey, is a great ear. He's kinda an impromptu therapist if ya need one, an' he aint a bad shot. Plus, he gets into strategy a bunch too."}
{Mirage: "He's also into gambling."}
{"Oooooooo! Nice!"}
Tia, Bella, and Kyler cooed all at once.
{Bella: "Why do I get the looming suspicion that I'm going to enjoy proving them wrong about something?"}
{Chromia: "Cause you're right. Now look sharp, we're the official welcoming team after all."}
She said as we began to slowly creep up on the four in the now demolished field. I could easily tell who was who, and this little detail was made easier when Kyler stepped out of Bella.
"Ahh! It's a native! Get it away! Get it away!" One shrieked and took a few steps back while the others leaned forward. "He seems to be in good health. And he also seems to be quite young."
"Heh. Humans look just as squishy as their internet describes them to be."
"Should I take that as a compliment or should I call back and have the others prepare for war?" Kyler asked while crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. "Oh don't get your undies in a twist. They're new." Chromia said as she transformed with the rest of us. He rolled his eyes before muttering something about his boxers. "On behalf of the Autobot forces, I'd like to welcome you to earth." She said in our native tongue. "Thank you Chromia. I take it Prime was engaged in something more pressing." Smokescreen said. "Unfortunately yes. And seeing that we were in the area, he thought it fit that we be the ones to welcome you." She said with a nod as Jazz introduced us each, ending with our love and Kyler.
"We have to work with them?! Gross!" Tracks whined only to be elbowed by First Aid. "Don't be rude! They're kind enough to offer us a place to stay." He chided as Jazz called for a ground bridge. Bella and the others wandered through first leaving Sides and I with Kyler for a moment.
"Beloved Brothers-in-Law, what say that you two and I, and I dunno a handful of soldiers give Tracks and the others a warm welcome?"
"You have something in mind?" My twin asked noticing the dark annoyance on our brother-in-law's face morph into a look of pure evil. "For the others? Not much. But for Tracks…did you know that 150 years ago, in the county we're standing in, it was often common to find some poor soul tarred and feathered? On a near weekly basis?" He said, his dark smirk darkening further. I hope Bella doesn't see him like this…she'll say he's been spending too much time around us."
"Neon pink feathers?" I asked remembering that Sides and I had a little payback to give to our friend. "Oh no, much too common. Everyone uses pink. If only we had some faux peacock feathers. Then we'd be in business."
"How many sacks do you need?" Sideswipe asked with his signature idiotic grin as we walked through the ground bridge. "Depends…how bad do you want to deface him?" He asked as we continued to roam the halls plotting. At some point we dropped off the sparklings in their play pen since they were napping happily. I love it when a plot comes together.
Third person's pov
Arabella and the twins returned to the base, and for the most part to normalcy. Most everybody left Bella alone as she snuck off to get some training done. The twins made their plans with Kyler and returned to the rec room to find their sparklings awake. Just the look on their faces told them that they knew that their mother was sad and mad about what happened. The twins scooped them up and snuggled them close as they felt a brief pang of anger, and sorrow before she numbed her end of the bond. The twins looked at each other, knowing that she wanted to be alone, but at the same time knowing that they needed to do something.
Sunstreaker looked down at Nightsinger and smiled gently at her as she pouted. She seemed to pout in such a way when she was thinking about something, usually when she was drawing. With a smirk, Sunstreaker tuned to his twin and nudged him over the bond. The two returned to their quarters where Sideswipe took some of Sunstreaker's best drawing paper and put it down on the floor, while Sunstreaker got out some of his paints. The sparklings rushed forward, only to be stopped by an angry chirp from Nightsinger. After a myriad of stern chirps, clicks and whirs they quartet began to paint, with helpful chirps and clicks guiding each other on what they wanted the picture to look like. After forty minutes the sparklings looked up to their fathers with bright little grins. They had drawn a masterpiece. It was a picture of their family in a sunny room. The twins grinned down at their artists. It by far wasn't the Mona Lisa, but in a way they found it to be just a beautiful. Their only hope would be that Arabella would find it that way too.
Sideswipe's pov
Our little bots are so creative. This painting would put a smile on anybot's face, but it would definitely make our sparkmate happy. As would our little prank. After we wiped the paint off of our quartet we made our way to the training hanger where we saw a small crowed of soldiers watching our sparkmate take down hologram after hologram in new and brutal ways. The quadruplets winced slightly as she threw her sword like a javelin taking off three holograms helms. They shuddered slightly and curled into us, well except for Maverick, he watched through half covered optics while cooing soft ooo's. It was right about at that moment that Jazz decided to show our newbies the training room. Now Sunny and I saw the looks that those mechs were giving our sparkmate. Jazz had conveniently forgot to mention that she was ours, and ours alone, which meant that they thought that they had a chance with her. Cliffjumper the ever bold and stupid mech that he is decided that he'd try to introduce himself to her in the middle of holographic training. It was going smoothly (well as smoothly as it could go) at first, then she ran out of holograms and began to try and destroy him. He was quite cocky for a few moments before she landed a right hook in his proverbial gut. After that it was only a few moments before Jazz had to step in and say something before Cliffjumper lost his helm, or any other crucial part of him for that matter. Problem was that she didn't believe him which left only me and Sunny to stop her.
["I did it last time. Your turn."]
["Uh unh! She flipped me like a freakin pancake last time! Your turn!"]
I said as we put the sparklings down in their protective playpen. Meanwhile, she had found a way to take on not only Smokescreen and Tracks while still trying to dismember Cliffjumper. She already flayed his wrist armor, and was doing well to dent and scratch him up pretty bad.
["Rock paper scissors. Loser calls her off."]
["Deal!"]
My twin said as we played a quick three rounds, with me as the victor. With an angry snarl he trotted off to our sparkmate who was slowly advancing on Jazz. Sunstreaker tackled her to the ground and sat on her waist for a moment while she struggled before she realized it was him. "What the pit?! Sunstreaker! I was in the middle of training!"
"You sure bout that?" Jazz wheezed from where she had nailed him to the wall with fan blades. She had come within millimeters of making him a femme with as few of those blades. Good blackmail isn't hard to find with her as a sparkmate. "Oh sweet Primus! Are you okay?! Jazz I am so sorry! I thought that you guys were a bunch of holograms!" She squeaked as she pushed Sunny off of her abruptly. I couldn't help but snicker at his loud yelp. Hey it rarely happens to him, I'm always the one that has to risk their paint calming her down. She had Jazz removed from the wall in a matter of nano klicks and was looking sheepishly over at the others. "Sorry bout that. Had I known that you guys…well weren't holograms, I would have stopped. I didn't hurt you…too much did I?" She asked as the others brushed themselves off. "Nothing that some quick repairs can't fix." Smokescreen shrugged. "And here I thought that you were a gentle femme! Primus, I don't remember any of my instructors teaching me how to fight quite like that." Cliffjumper said as he took a step closer, making us snarl involuntarily.
"Down boys. I think I ruffed them up enough today don't you?" She asked us as she smiled brightly.
"Wait…you three are bonded?!" Cliffjumper stuttered. "With sparklings." She added as our little ones came toddling towards us quickly. "How'd they get out of there? We need to fix that." I said to my twin as he blinked owlishly at the protective playpen that our little ones escaped.
"Really? Yer confus'd ta how they got outta there? They yo' sparklin's take a wild guess!" Jazz chuckled as our sparklings bounced excitedly upon their little peedes. "Mooooomy! Picture! Picture! Pictuuuuuurrrrre!" They warbled up at her as Sunny took the gift out of subspace. She looked at it and then down at them with a bright grin. "Did you four draw this for me?"
"Yes!" Pulse said proudly. "You like?" Maverick asked worriedly before she knelt down and nuzzled the four of them. "Oh, I love it! As a matter of fact, I think this warrants a reward. Maybe some brownies?" She cooed as they squealed in delight before snuggling into her further.
"What the pit happened? I…HOW DID YOU TWO?!" Cliffjumper screeched in exasperation making the quads look up at him curiously. "It's a long story." I said as we picked up our little femmlings and began to walk to the rec room.
Two hours later
"And here we are." Bella said as she finished her fourth pan of brownies. Currently she is mixing the ingredients for high grade apple pie and Primus it smells so good. I'm surprised that the others haven't come looking for what is causing the smell yet, though that may change.
Right now Tracks is walking into our prank. He wanted to get cleaned up, so we pointed him in the wrong direction of the wash racks, knowing that Jazz hadn't shown those to them yet. When he got to said washracks, he'd be greeted by the soldiers doing something that all but a few of us find normal. "ACK! GET AWAY! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FIFLTHY LITTLE CREATINS!" He shouted from up the hall. Bella stopped her ministrations to peek out into the hall, where a silver Corvette was speeding up the hall, followed by a small band of soldiers dripping soap bubbles from their wrists down and wielding sponges. They had been giving Bee, Blue, and Hound a wash, and we took advantage of that. "GET AWAY! AND KEEP YOUR SLIME!" He shrieked as they began to close in on him. "What is your problem?! WE AREN'T SLIMEY!" Kyler snarled. "That's what you think! How nauseating you organics are! Oozing mucus and sweat and oil! Yuck! Stay away from me!" He wailed as he transformed and began to run up the hall towards our trap. Kyler and the others grinned in a predatory manner. "OKAY! WHATEVER YOU SAY MS. FUSSY BRITCHES!" He yelled after the mech that had just ran into our trap. Only seconds later, a near audio shattering wail rang out, making most of the bots and human allies alike stop what they were doing and stare at the door he had just sprinted through. Even the quadruplets whined softly as they snuggled closer to us for protection. A moment later a very angry Tracks stormed slowly up the hall, dripping tar and peacock feathers. Arabella covered her mouth in half shock, half laugh as he glared at everyone, most notably the laughing soldiers, Sunny and I. "You." He hissed. "I am so sorry! Are you okay?" Bella squeaked as he took a snarling step towards us. "Hey, no need to get angry, I have some special soap that'll take that right off, come with me." She said as she drug him off to the washracks.
"That went as planned. Well, I only hoped that more bots would have seen him." Kyler said as he leaned against the door frame smirking. The other soldiers went off to finish cleaning up the others, and Bella returned glaring angrily at us. "What is wrong with you three?!" She scolded as she came back to the rec room. "We- "
"No! I can't believe you pulled this prank without me!"
"Huh?"
"What happened to the terror triplets huh? We're supposed to be a team!" She whined with a pout. "Awe, bae. We're sorry we didn't think of it like that." I said as I got up and gave her a hug. "You're just lucky that I have cameras set up in the hallway." She said as she went back to rolling out the dough she made on the Cybertronian sized table that she had cleaned prior to her baking. "Wait why do you need cameras set up in the hallway?" Cliffjumper asked skeptically. Her answer was a truly sinister grin as a pitiful wail echoed up the hall. "What did you do?" Kyler asked reciprocating her grin with his own. "Ramen noodles in the shower head. Only one working shower head in there. What a shame." She shrugged mischievously as she took the human safe apple pie out of the oven to cool before she covered the other pie with the crust she lovingly made and putting it on her blaster to bake. We really need to get her a bigger oven. "What flavor?"
"Beef, teriyaki, cheese and oriental. What's worse is that he probably took his armor off to wash it." She smirked. "Oooo! You are evil sis! Dad would be proud." He chuckled. "Just so you know, I was tainted before the twins met me." Our love said as Tracks came storming up the hall dripping broth and noodles…with no armor on. Sunny and I covered our sparkling's optics as Kyler paled. "Kay…didn't have a want or need to know what you guys looked like without armor on down there. S'cuse me while I try to burn those images out of my head." He said as he walked away quickly, almost running into Prime who turned his helm away in slight embarrassment. "Tracks, is there a reason why you look like this?" He asked, before looking at us with a low sigh.
A/N: Hey, back from college! *Looks out into sea of computers and sees one review* HELLLLOOOOO? you guys still there? I know I started a new fic and all but at least acknowledge this one...please? My bunny is getting lonely. He looks like he's gonna try and run away from home. If you want me to change something please tell me. I got writer's block trying to think of a way get this fic more attention.
But at any rate their is a poll on my profile about which fic gets an extra chapter. The extra chapter would go up before any other chapters for other stories.
Also my new story is called Hobo, and its a Sunny/Oc/Sides fic.
What do you want to see next? Prime and Elita babysitting? The sparklings reaction to the new arrivals or The sparklings causing mayhem?
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Peace love and Quadruplets❤💛💙
