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!
Jasper
the next day
We climb out of bed and change into short sleeved white dresses with a yellow daisy print and orange trim with an orange peter pan collar, yellow leggings, and orange flats. Once we're dressed, we head into the main room for our energon. As usual, Carrier's right there, holding our cubes. We shift to our Cybertronian forms, then take them and take a drink.
"I'm keeping you both home today. I want you two to work with those learning games Bumblebee brought." We look up to him. "You need to catch up with younglings your age."
Nellie nods. "I know."
I look down to my cube nervously. "It's not an easy language to learn, Carrier."
He smiles slightly. "You'll catch on."
two hours later
Carrier's training over in the corner, while Nellie and I sit on the couch with our new gamepads, and the learning games. We share a look, then set our games down and stretch before twirling, closing our eyes as I do. We love to, and the games are starting to get tiring. Little do I realize that we've both got blue fire coming from our outstretched hands.
"MARI!" I hear Carrier jump off the platform. "SAF!"
My eyes snap open, and I gasp in fear when I realize I'm surrounded by fire. "CARRIER!"
Nellie kneels with me, and wraps her arms around me. She knows I'm terrified of fire. "It's all right, Em."
"Hold on! I'm coming!" I hear his heavy footsteps pounding on the floor, then the sound of water spraying. Within moments, he's kneeling to us. He scoops the two of us up in one hand and finishes dousing the fire, then sits on the soggy couch with us on his knee. "Are you okay?"
Nellie nods. "I'm okay, Carrier. I think Em's more shaken than I am."
I nod weakly. "That was scary, though."
"I'm sure it was, but you're safe now." He sighs. "What happened?"
"W—we were just twirling, and suddenly we were surrounded by fire."
He nods before standing, still holding us. "We need to comm Ratchet, now."
Command center
We step inside only to find Sire lounging against a wall. "Heatwave? What's going on?"
"The girls set the bunker on fire."
"They what?"
I look down sheepishly from Carrier's hand. "We didn't mean to…"
Nellie nods, and smiles just as sheepishly. "We were just spinning."
Sire sighs. "I'm sure you didn't." He looks up to Carrier. "So I guess you're comming Ratchet?"
"I don't have a choice. He told me he'd have to take them to their base when they did."
I look up to him, shocked and upset. "But… I don't wanna leave you!"
Nellie sighs softly. "And we didn't mean to…"
Carrier runs a hand over my braids before doing the same to Nellie. "I know you didn't, Little Ones, and we're not sending you away for good. Ratchet just needs to do a few tests, and he can't do them here. You're only going for a day or two, and he's going to care for you while you're there. He's Red's bond-mate, so you'll be safe."
Carrier sets me on the command center control panel. "Oh…" I watch Carrier set up the comm.
"Heatwave? Have—"
"Yes, but not with the Burns." He rubs the back of his neck. "At least, not the humans."
I look down sheepishly. "We set the bunker on fire, Optimus."
"Yeah…" Nellie looks up. "But we didn't mean to. It was an accident."
"I didn't know fire would come out if we twirled. Honest."
"I see. Pack what you will need for a few days." He turns to the nearby medic. "Ratchet, open the ground bridge. Mariposa and Safire Prime will have to stay with us for a few days."
"Prime? Optimus, if they're—"
Optimus makes a sound similar to a scoff. "They are the Star Healer, Ratchet." He turns to someone I can't yet see. "And I expect you to treat them kindly, Brightfire. They are our guests." He turns back to the screen. "Get them ready. I will send transport in half an hour."
"Thank you, Sir." Carrier ends the comm and turns to us before kneeling in front of us. "Remember, we're not sending you away, Little Ones. We're just getting you checked out, and making sure you'll be all right."
Nellie nods. "We know."
I sigh softly. "We are sorry, though."
"Don't worry about it. Boulder and I will have everything fixed by the time you two get back. Chief Burns won't have to know." He sets us on the ground. "Now, go pack. You don't have much time."
We nod. "I know, Carrier."
main room, bunker
Nellie and I step out with our new modern bags. Mine is pink, with a ballerina graphic, while Nellie's is plain yellow. I'm wearing a light blue cap sleeved dress with a blue, pink, and white daisy print and a pink collar with pink flats, while Nellie is wearing a dark blue cap sleeved dress with a whale print and red hem with red flats. "Carrier?"
He turns to us before walking over. I look up to him. "We're ready."
He nods, and hands us each another bag with our gamepads and our datapad journals. "Be good, and stay out from underpede. I've heard Ratchet's got a temper."
Nellie and I share a look. She nods. "He does."
I smirk. "But so do you."
"Now don't start that again." He sighs. "I'll cover for you with the Burns, and Blades will keep an optic on Chase until you two return."
We turn when we see the same portal that had brought Optimus before. I step over and hug Carrier. "Love you."
Nellie does the same. "See you soon."
I nod. "We'll miss you."
jasper, nevada
We step out of the bridge on the other side. "Hey."
A girl with brown hair streaked with pink runs over to us, her amber eyes shining with excitement. "I'm Brightfire. Who are you? Are you techno-organic too?"
"I'm Emily. This is my twin sister, Nellie."
Nellie giggles. "And yes, we are."
Ratchet steps over. "I will need to get a few scans, then you may play with them, Youngling."
The second we got here, Ratchet rushed us into the medical bay. Last time I checked, we were all just fine, but he still insists on running scan after scan on us before drawing some energon from both of us. Once he's finally done, he releases us so we can play. Bumblebee takes us to what I'll assume is to be our room.
I change into a blue long sleeved dress with a black polka-dot skirt and matching trim at the neck, black leggings, and blue flats, while Nellie changes into a similar dark blue long sleeved dress with a black polka-dot skirt, black leggings, and dark blue flats. Once we're dressed, we run out to find Brightfire.
"What are your bot names? I mean, I know your human names, but—"
I smile. "Mariposa Prime."
Nellie giggles. "I'm Safire Prime."
She looks at us in shock. "I didn't know Primes could be kids!"
I shrug. "Only the Star Healer."
Nellie turns to her. "So, what's your human name?"
"I'm Miko! Bulk adopted me!"
I turn to her. "Do you have a bond with him?"
She nods. "Though, he did it when I was a baby, so…" She smiles suddenly. "I've got a Carrier in space!"
Nellie and I share a surprised look before turning to her in shock. "Your Carrier…"
Nellie continues where I left off. "Just…"
I continue. "Abandoned you…"
Nellie finishes. "To go into space!?"
Miko shrugs. "What can I say? Carrier's got wreckers to search for, and Sire's got the team, and I have school."
Nellie and I laugh at how she says school—like it's poison on her tongue. "School's not that bad, Miko."
I nod. "Yeah. I mean, we don't like it either, but at least we get to go!"
"What do you mean?"
I sigh heavily. "They didn't have much in the way of school in the era we came from."
"And Dad didn't send us much…"
I nod. "He kept us home so he could beat us."
Miko looks down. "My old Dad did too…"
I look at the floor. "Oh, Miko…"
She shakes her head. "I'm okay, Em." She beams. "Come on! I'll take you to my room! Maybe you can meet my Sire later!"
"Sure!"
ten hours later
Miko had brought us sandwiches from the kitchen area for lunch. I know it's close to her suppertime, whereas Nellie and I are getting really tired.
We look up at some footsteps. "Mariposa. Safire. You both need to come with me."
"Uh-oh. Hatchet's gonna—"
"I've told you not to call me that, Brightfire."
She sticks her tongue out at him.
"Miko, a hatchet is used to cut wood smaller. Ratchet doesn't do that."
Nellie nods. "Yeah. He's just a doctor."
He takes us into the medical bay. "Sit down."
We look around, then shift into Cybertronian form and sit on one of the medical berths. We're surprised when he sits in front of us. "Ratch?"
"What's going on?"
I look up at him with fear in my eyes. "Is there something wrong with us?"
He sighs softly. "Nothing is wrong with you, at least physically. You are both completely healthy."
Nellie looks up at him. "But…"
"Why…"
"Mariposa, Safire… Has anyone told you about Prowl?"
I nod. "Chase has. He said he was his Carrier."
"And that he crashes when things don't make sense."
"Yes, he is, and he does, quite often, in fact." Ratchet sighs. "He has a logic glitch, femmes, and I have found that you both have one as well. It is quite surprising that neither of you have crashed as of yet."
I shrug. "Griffin Rock has its own form of logic."
Nellie laughs. "Yeah. Things happen there that wouldn't ever happen anywhere else."
Ratchet nods. "Well, there is a human condition that I have learned of that can be quite similar, called Asperger's, and I believe you both may have that as well." We share a look before turning back to Ratchet as he continues. "Furthermore, I have decided to install your medical scanners while you are here, and you will each get your medikits before you leave tomorrow."
Nellie sighs heavily. She hates the medical portion of our training. "Thanks, Doc."
Ratchet scowls at her, but his expression changes suddenly when I hug him. I love the medical field. "Thanks, Uncle Ratch."
He stammers slightly. I know I startled him. "Y-you're welcome." He leans me back so he can look in my optics, while Nellie stands from the berth. "I see Heatwave told you about Red and I."
I nod before cuddling him. Nellie steps over. "You're our Uncle through our bonds."
Ratchet nods. "And as such, I am your guardian while you are here in Omega One." He sighs softly. "I'll get you some energon. The two of you need to get some rest. You look exhausted."
I nod. We already know why. "Time change."
Nellie nods. "We're three hours ahead of you guys, Ratch."
I yawn suddenly. "It's 9:30 back east."
Nellie stumbles as we start for the door. "Past our bedtime."
Ratchet sighs softly. "I guess your energon can wait a few moments, at least." He puts an arm around each of us. "Let's get you two into bed."
I change into a light blue long sleeved star print nightgown while Nellie changes into her light blue long sleeved pajama top with a dark blue star on the left shoulder and dark blue star print pajama pants. Once we're dressed, we sit on the edge of our bed, back in our Cybertronian forms. The room's small, with only a double bed with two endtables, and a closet, but that doesn't bother us too much. It's a place to sleep, and that's all we need.
Uncle Ratchet walks in with our cubes. "Get to sleep. You both have a busy day tomorrow."
I rub my eyes. "What about school?"
"Your guardian should have contacted your school, and you won't be going tomorrow."
Nellie gasps. "But—"
"Your carrier believes you both need to be homeschooled to catch up with Brightfire and others your age." He sighs. "I have seen Decepticon younglings out with their creators, and if we can find any way to end this war anytime soon, you will be in their class as well."
I perk up at that. "There's other younglings?"
Nellie gasps, almost choking on her energon. "Who's the Cons?"
"They're our enemy."
Nellie scoffs. "I knew that. Who are the kids?"
"Oh…" He sighs. "Two are seekers, and the third is Knockout's daughter." He looks at his feet. "I'm afraid I don't know their designations."
"Oh…"
I sigh softly before hugging my sister. I know she wants to meet more bots our age. "At least we got to meet Miko."
"You're right."
Ratchet smiles slightly before taking out empty cubes. "Now get some rest. I'll see you both in the morning."
We get up the next morning—at the same time, as we usually do—and quickly change our clothes. My outfit is a blue cap sleeved flowey shirt with long white sleeves and a blue and purple butterfly graphic on the left shoulder and right side, dark blue jeans, white socks, and a new pair of blue and pink tennis shoes, while Nellie is wearing a dark blue short sleeved shirt with a strawberry graphic and "berry sweet", and long pink and purple striped sleeves, dark blue jeans, white socks, blue and purple tennis shoes.
We step out into the main room, where our Uncle, Ratchet, leads us up to the table where Miko is eating her breakfast. "Hey."
"Hey." She sighs. "When are you guys leaving?"
"I plan to send them back to their creators once I have finished explaining a few more things to them."
I look up to him nervously. "U-uncle Ratch?"
"It's nothing bad, Sweetspark."
Med-bay
Nellie and I settle on the med-bay berth once Miko leaves for school. "Did your creators tell you about their families?" We nod. "So you know about Defensor?"
"Defensor?"
Ratchet opens his mouth to respond, but I smile and turn to her. "Sire's brothers." I nod. "Yes, Sir."
"Good. And thank you, Mariposa." He smiles. "Girls…I found something else in your tests, while I was reviewing them last night."
"R-Ratch?"
"Girls… You're a combiner team."
"W-we're a combiner?"
"Yes." He smiles. "Some sets of twins can combine, Sweetsparks…and the two of you should be able to, once you're a little older."
"Cool!"
I watch him, and smile when he scrawls something on a datapad, then switches it off and hands it to me. "Give this to your Sire."
"Yes, Sir."
"Okay." He starts toward the ground bridge. "Now get your things and get back in here. It's time for you to get home."
"Okay."
home
"Girls!"
"Carrier!" Nellie runs over and hugs him, then turns to Sire. "Sire!" I smile, and do the same.
"Sire, I have a note from Ratchet…"
Carrier sighs and shakes his head. "What did you do?"
"Nothing, Carrier."
"We were really good, but he found something…"
"Oh, Primus…" Carrier looks scared, only for Sire to grin as he hands him the note.
"It's okay, Heatwave. It's nothing bad."
"Are you sure—" Carrier reads over the note and smiles. "Oh thank Primus." He crouches down to us. "Sounds like the two of you had an interesting time with Ratchet." We nod. "You have the same conection as Blades and his brothers." We nod again.
Sire sighs heavily. "And Prowl's glitch."
Carrier nods. "We'll handle that as it happens, Blades."
"He also said they need glasses in human form." He gasps and runs for the garage, taking the elevator up.
"DANI!"
"Blades, I'm right here, you don't need to—what's wrong?"
"Ratchet said the girls need glasses, and he sent their scripts, but I don't know how we're supposed to get them for them, if we're not allowed to tell people who we are yet."
"I'll get them." She gets down on her hands and knees before yelling through the hole around the fire pole. "GIRLS! WE'RE LEAVING FOR THE EYE DOCTOR IN FIVE! GET READY AND GET YOUR REAR ENDS UP HERE!"
