Sideswipe's POV
"Mooommy!"
I was about to say something to Nightsinger when I felt something brush against my end of the sparkbond. I opened one of my optics to see the most beautiful thing in the universe.
"Hey there gorgeous." Bella crooned. She's home! Nothing like your sparkmate looking scuffed up and grungy while holding a sparkling to make you sit right up.
"Bella?"
"Good morning handsome."
"What are you doing here?" My twin asked, slightly delirious. She raised an optic ridge at him comically. "Hmmm. Let's see…" She drawled playfully as she put Nightsinger down before snuggling up to him. "Do you want the short answer, or the long answer?"
Sunny wrinkled his olfactory sensors before he sat up and wrapped his arms around her. He nuzzled into her neck cables making her squirm a little. "You smell like buring oil." He smirked into her neck. She snorted sarcastically as the door to our quarters opened.
"Go away please Moonracer!" She called as Maverick and the other sparklings began to crawl all over her. "Not until I check you over martyr!"
"Martyr?"
"It's nothing." She sighed as Moonracer did a double take. "Nothing? We thought you were dead!"
"What?" I said, trying not to startle the sparklings. "It's nothing!"
She protested. "You nearly fell into a molten metal river! You almost melted!"
"Moonracer!" She snarled softly so as not to startle the sparklings. That's when we saw it. Her back, and her wings were warped. Some of her armor looked like it had been melted and then quickly cooled. She winced a little as she stretched. "See? I'm fine. Now will you please- "
"Bae." Sunny and I said. She looked at us curiously before the realization began to set in.
"No. No! I'm-"
"Mommy?" Pulse said softly, making her turn towards the sparklings. They all had the same pleading look on their faces. Bella sighed heavily seeing their little faces and Maverick's trembling lower lip. "Sit down on the bed Bella." Moonracer said gently as she gave a small smirk. "For the record, I'm doing this for my sparkmates, and because the sparklings are worried. But don't think that you can use my babies against me like this again!" She grumbled as she sat down.
Sunny and I moved the sparklings so that Bella could sit and lay down if needed as Moonracer checked her over. She scanned Bella a few times and looked over her back. "Hmmm. Your armor will need to be re-forged. There are several weakpoints in the back now. As for your other injuries, you seem to be healing up fine." She said as Bella sat up once more.
"I'll take your armor so that Wheeljack, Ratchet and I can re-forge it."
"Thanks, Moonracer." She said as she began to take off the armor on her back and on her wings before she handed it to Moonracer. "In the meantime, you are on bedrest. You have some welds that need to heal and some scapes that will close up on their own. So; No water until further notice."
"What?!"
"You both heard me. Bella, no exercise, and Sunstreaker, no obsessive cleaning. You need to rest."
Moonracer said sternly. Pulse, taking the initiative crawled into Bella's lap and sqeaked sternly at her. Confused she looked down at him with a bemused smile. Pulse then began to let Bella have it. He was squeaking and chirping sternly at her and making hand gestures. He looked like a tiny Ratchet.
["We should really keep him away from Ratchet. His lectures are bad enough."] Sunny snorted.
["Yeah…But you gotta admit that Pulse's lectures are way cuter!"] I said as I plucked my orange mechling off of Bella's lap. Pulse huffed in frustration as I held him. I guess he didn't like being cut off. Moonracer was snickering behind her hand. Even she couldn't help by to find the situation cute. "I know that Pulse loves Ratchet as a sparkling sitter, and that Ratchet enjoys sparkling sitting, but we really should consider if he is a good influence." Bella said dryly as Moonracer chuckled. "Oh he is. In fact…"
Moonracer said as she walked over to me. "Pulse, I need you to keep an eye on your mommy for me, Ratchet and the other medics. We expect you to keep her in bed, and to tell your daddies or us if she tries to leave the room, or do anything else. Okay?"
She said to my oldest mechling who cooed and nodded his helm slowly. "Good. I herby make you an honorary Medic. Take good care of your patient." She said petting his helm before she left.
THIS CHAPTER IS NOT YET FINISHED! BUT I WANTED THIS UPLOADED BEFORE THE NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!
