I have a poll on my profile page asking a question I really want to have answered. I'm trying to get as many answers as I can, and very few people visit my profile. I've gotten literally one answer in a week, and that's sad. Please answer, and be honest about it.


I only own my OC's!


First Sunday

We climb out of bed with a yawn and look at the matching dresses Momma laid out for me. We braid our hair before changing into matching light blue short sleeved dresses with a white waistband, white tights, and light blue patent leather Mary Jane shoes, then tie on new light blue bonnets with white strings. I like how it looks in the reflection, but I'm shocked that she'd lay this out after we started wearing modern dresses.

We head upstairs after finishing our cubes, and slip into our chairs. "Why—"

"We're taking you to church."

"We don't get to go a lot, because of our jobs, but from what we can tell, it's a slow day, so we're going."

"That's why I chose those dresses. It's closer to what they'll be wearing."

"Gotcha." I smile down at the plate of eggs and sausage Papa sets in front of me. "Thanks, Papa."

"Yummy!"


Church parking lot

Carrier pulls into the lot, and Kade climbs out. We peer out the window, almost falling out when Carrier opens the door. "Go on, girls. They're waiting."

I back up, bumping into the driver's door. "But—"

"No one will hurt you, Sweetheart."

Nellie whimpers. "But Papa—"

"They'll be nice."

I sigh, and move up to Nellie before laying a hand on her shoulder. "We'll try i', bu' tha' don' mean we'll like i'!"

"That's my girls." He takes our hands and leads us inside.


Sunday School is fun, and the service is long, but it's interesting. When we finally start for home, I switch Carrier's radio from Kade's rock station to a country station.

"HEY!"

"Let her be, Kade." He sighs. "Why, Mari?"

Nellie sighs. "I don't like rock."

I smirk. "And I like country."

Well I never once
Backed down from a punch
Well I'd take it square on the chin
Well I found out fast
A bully's just that
You've got to stand up to him
So I didn't cry when I got a black eye
As bad as it hurt, I just grinned
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again.

Scared me to death
When you took your first steps
And I'd fall every time you fell down
Your first day of school, I cried like a fool
And I followed your school bus to town
Well I didn't cry, when Old Yeller died
At least not in front of my friends
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again

Well I'm a grown man
And as strong as I am
Sometimes it's hard to believe
That one little girl, with little blonde curls
Can totally terrify me
If you were to ask
My wife would just laugh
She'd say "I know all about men
How when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again"

Well I know one day, I'll give you away
And I'm gonna stand there and smile
And when I get home, and I'm all alone
Well, I'll sit in your room for a while
Well I didn't cry when Old Yeller died
At least not in front of my friends
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again
When tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again.

I smile, and run a hand over the seat. "This song reminds me of you, Carrier."

Kade scoffs. "Doesn't sound like him to me."

Nellie smirks. "You didn't see him freak when Em backed into him yesterday, either."

I smirk when I see Carrier's look. I know he doesn't want me to keep going, but I will anyway. "Or how frantically he checked our frames when we first transformed."

Nellie sighs. "Or how worried he was when Em took off when you were all yelling at Momma and Sire."

Carrier growls. "Shut. Up."

I sigh heavily. "What's so bad with Kade knowing you have a heart?"

Carrier groans. "I—"

Kade turns toward the screen. "Well?"

Carrier sighs heavily. "I don't want you to act like I'm weak because I'm a Carrier."

Kade, thankfully, shrugs it off, like it's no big deal. "Doesn't matter. Just don't let it interrupt your work."

"It won't." Carrier sighs as we pull into the garage. "Girls, I want you to change, and be ready in case a call comes in. I'm not leaving you here."


bunker

I curl up in the chair once we get downstairs. I'm tired. I can see Nellie curled in another chair.

"Mari, Saf, you need to get changed."

"I know." We run into our room and change into orange cap sleeved dresses with a butterfly graphic and silver spots on the skirt, orange leggings, and silver flats, then return to the chairs. Within moments, we're asleep.


Heatwave's pov

I turn to my now-recharging daughters before picking them up and taking them into their room. Cody's in the bunker when I step out. "Dad's got lunch ready." He looks around. "Where are Emily and Nellie?"

"In their room, recharging."

"They're sleeping?" Cody sighs. "I'll have Dad save them a plate."

Blades turns to him. "Thank you." He turns to me once Cody's gone. "What was that about?"

I sigh. "Mari and Saf are recharging. I didn't want him waking them."

Blades nods before sitting beside me. "What's wrong?"

I sigh heavily. "Mari changed the radio earlier."

"And that's a problem?"

I shake my head. "She said the song reminded her of me."

"Well? What was it about?"

"How tough men with daughters act like sparklings." I sigh. "Am I really that bad?"

"What do you mean?"

"She backed into me yesterday, and smacked her doorwings on my plating. She screamed, and I—"

Blades sighs. "You're their Carrier. You're going to be a little more affected when something happens to them—big, or small." He sighs. "Did she get hurt?"

"No, but I spent half an hour trying to wash my paint off her doorwings."

"I'm sure they'll figure them out soon enough, Heatwave. They just need time."

"I know." I sigh heavily. "They're just…so young."

"They'd only be eight vorns, by our standards."

"That's my point. And they've got so much to learn before they've caught up enough to go to school back on Cybertron."

"Heatwave… Just give them some time to adjust. They're only younglings." Blades sighs heavily as he stands. "I have to go check on Chase."

I nod and watch him go. He's right, and I know he is, but I still don't want to believe him. I sigh heavily before slumping back into the couch. Some days, it feels like Primus is against me.


Two hours later, normal pov

I stretch before looking around, only to realize we're in our own bed, and Nellie's still asleep. It's not hard to guess how we got here, when we drifted off in front of Carrier. I wake Nellie, and we climb out of bed and walk into the main space before heading toward the elevator.

"Mari? Saf?"

I turn to Carrier. "Yeah?"

"Chief Burns saved you both a plate. Hurry up and eat, because I'm leaving on patrol, and I want you to come."

I nod. We both love going on patrol with Carrier.


my room

Papa had Optimus special-order some rescue uniforms in our size, so we quickly change into our fire uniforms: pink T-shirts, light blue fire jackets with pink and silver reflective trim on the chest, hem, and upper and lower arms, light blue fire pants with pink and silver reflective trim on the ankles, white socks, black boots, and pink fire helmets, then run to Carrier. We head up into the garage, where we meet up with Kade. Carrier opens his doors, and lets Kade, Nellie, and I climb inside.

Kade turns to me. "New gear?"

I nod. "Optimus sent them to us."

"So…which one of you are older?"

Nellie sighs. "Emily is."

I smirk. "By twenty minutes."

Nellie groans. "She likes to brag about it."