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Preschool Cons

6:00 AM, nemesis, Soundwave's Room, Normal POV

Soundwave's long, thin fingers shake me awake gently. "Mariposa. Brightstar. Bumblebee. Wake up."

We sit up and rub our eyes tiredly. "Morning…"

"Prepare for a bath—holoforms, please."

We nod, and shift into holoform while he wakes Rumble and Frenzy. "Rumble. Frenzy. Prepare for bath. Holoform." He turns to us. "Into the tub."

The three of us clamber into the tub, and are quickly and efficiently scrubbed, before being taken out of the tub and wrapped in towels—mine pink, Star's purple, and Bee's yellow. We stand, wrapped in the towels, while he bathes Rumble and Frenzy, who are about the same size as four month old infants. He dresses them in matching tops with "I'm the Real Deal" in camouflage, and matching camo shorts with black Velcro boots. He then turns to Bee, Star, and I, and dresses Star and I in a baby pink tank top with "John Deere farm Girl", pink shorts, and pink sandals before dressing Bee in a similar outfit in blue.

He hands Bee, Star, and I each a backpack that matches our names with coloring books, John Deere fleece quilts, and our binkies on strings, as well as some energon inside our namesake insect cups, then hands his twin minicons backpacks in their colors with the same things inside, minus the binkies.

He kneels to me and gently takes my small right hand in his giant one. "Does this still hurt?"

I nod, causing him to give me a small cup of kids pain medicine, which I gulp down quickly before returning to bot form so as to keep my disguise. The burn on my hand had been bad enough to cause lasting effects after a medic's attention. "Rumble. Frenzy. Come with me. Crossfire, Silvermoon, follow." He picks me up and carries me down to Knockout.

"Hi, Knocky, Hi, Breaky!" I turn to the counter. "Hookie! Hi!"

"Hello, Sunspark."

"Hey, Sun."

"Hey, Sunny."

I look down to the small, holoform brown-haired femmeling in a purple short sleeved blouse, a purple and gold plaid skort, white socks, and purple tennis shoes. "Stormy comes?"

Breakdown smiles down at me. "Yes, Mari."

"Gremlin too. Scrapper signed her up a few days ago." I turn to Hook, and find another brown-haired youngling holoform. She's wearing a green T-shirt with purple overalls shorts, and white socks with green tennis shoes tied with purple laces.

"Sunspark: needs bandage."

Knockout takes my tiny, normal-looking hand—the damage outside was healed, but, though they had reversed my RSD, they hadn't been able to completely cure it, though they forced it into remission, and it seems to have reared its ugly, painful head again—though at an early enough stage to knock it into remission again with treatment—something a Decepticon medic on a spaceship is unable to give—and puts a tiny, light pink compression glove on it, followed by a pink wrist brace. "Try to keep it dry, Sweetspark."

"Yes, Sir." I whimper. "Foot too?"

"Oh, Sweetspark…" He takes off my sandal, pulls a pink compression sock and foot brace up onto my foot, then puts my sandal back on. "I'll run another temperature treatment when you get back from school."

"Fank'u."


7:00 AM, Jasper, Nevada

Soundwave shifts down to holoform and puts us all—Rumble, Frenzy, Me, Bee, Star, Gremlin, and Firestorm—in a large, collapsible wagon before starting to walk to the preschool. We get there soon, and we head up to the door. "Mari? Bee? Star?"

"Hi, Ms. Livy!"

She looks up to Soundwave's holoform nervously. "You are?"

"Solomon Wave. These are my sons, Riley and Freddy."

"I don't take babies, Sir."

Frenzy looks up at her. "We're not babies."

She blinks before looking back up to Soundwave, quickly pushing Bee, Star, and I behind her. "You're one of them."

"Not by choice, I assure you." He ushers the trio of five-vorn-olds in and steps inside the building so he can talk freely. "Neither are the Carriers of the femmelings. Gremlin's Carrier the commander of a combiner, and is preparing to defect."

"That's me!"

"She's Gremlin—her Carrier and Uncles call her Grem—human name Georgia." Soundwave nods. "But the other's spouse is part of a combiner that is unable to leave without them, so he has no choice but to stay."

"And her name is?"

She smiles up at her. "I'm Firestorm, but you can call me Stormy. That's my human name."

"My mechlings are minicons, named Rumble and Frenzy. They are solely from my spark."

"Interesting…" She smiles at him. "We usually end class at 9:30, and school ends at 11."

"I will return at the end of class. Have the seven ready."

"Seven?"

He sighs heavily. "I have not figured out how to safely return the triplets as well as escape the Decepticons with my children. Until I am able, I have to keep the three. If my commander were to learn that I have brought them here…" He sighs heavily. "He would hurt me, my children, and his captives more than he already has."

"I understand."

"Mariposa needs pain medicine at eight."

"Why?" She looks down to me. "Mari?"

"I used to have a nerve disorder, but we sent it in'a remission. It came back 'cause of Screamer…"

"Okay, Sweetheart." She leads us into the playroom. Everyone else is there—minus my sister and brother—and they're all happy to see me.

Lecto's wearing an orange polo with a motorcycle graphic, patchwork plaid shorts, white socks, brown boots with Velcro ankles, and a brown cap, while Blue's wearing a red T-shirt, gray overalls shorts, red socks, and gray tennis shoes. Electra's wearing a green polo and a plaid skort with brown boots and a gold leather jacket. Snowy is in a white tank top, white floral print denim shorts, and white sandals, and Lyric's wearing an orange tank top, black jean shorts, and orange sandals. Kori Ann is wearing the same thing as Stormy with silver instead of gold, and the PowerPuff Girls are wearing polos and plaid skorts in their colors.

"Class, this is Firestorm, this is Gremlin, and these two are Rumble and Frenzy."

"They're—"

"I'm aware, Snowfire." She crouches to her. "It's going to be okay, all right?"

"O-okay."


The second class ends, we hear a knock on the door. Ms. Olivia goes to open it, and reveals Soundwave's holoform. "I am here for the younglings."

"Stormy, get Gremlin, Mari, Star, and Bee for me please?" She nods. "Rumble, Frenzy…"

The two walk over in their bot form. "We're right here." They shift down to holoform and smile up at Soundwave.

"Carrier!"

"Boss!"

"Boss?" Ms. Olivia gives Soundwave a look, causing him to shrug.

"They help around the ship. I prefer them calling me that on board because I want to protect them." He turns to us. "Younglings?"

"Soundie!" I run over and hug his leg.

"Sounds!" Bee hugs his other leg.

"Sounder!" Star hugs both legs, grouping Bee and I with them.

Soundwave crouches to us so we can hug him for real. "Were you three good?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Did Ms. Olivia give you your pain medicine?"

I nod. "Uh-huh."

"Good." He leads us all out the door to the wagon, and boosts us all inside before starting for a place where he can bridge us back to the Nemesis.


We stop at the med-bay to drop off Gremlin and Firestorm, who both run to their Carriers excitedly. "Carrier!"

Knockout crouches to his daughter. "How was school, Little One?"

Firestorm pouts. "Too short."

"First grade will be longer, all right?"

"Okay…"

"Uncle Hook! I'm back!" Gremlin looks around. "Where's Carrier?"

"He's with your uncles, checking out an energon signal. He'll be back in a little while. How was school?"

"Good…"

"Grem? What's wrong Baby?" Hook crouches to her. "What happened?"

"Why's Mari gotta come back here with us? Why can't she just go home to her family?"

He looks up to Soundwave before sighing heavily as he turns back to his niece. "Because we have to find a way for them to go home safely, and we've got to find our way there as well."

"We're gonna leave Stormy?"

He sighs. "We have to, for now. She'll find us again, Little One. Breakdown just needs a little more courage first."

I smile at what I'm hearing. Breakdown's only been this close to leaving Motormaster once before, and that was after I got him locked up…


Soundwave changes Star and I into a baby pink long sleeved t-shirt with a green John Deere tractor print, black pants, a light pink fleece vest, light pink socks, and pink tennis shoes, then changes Bee into a matching blue version before letting us play with the other three minicons and Ravage. After a minute, I walk over and hand the not-really-a-Con mech my yellow slip of paper—the letter from the teacher about our pool day.


7:30 PM, Nemesis, Soundwave's Room

Soundwave helps our holoform frames into pink or red sock monkey sleepers, then puts the minicon twins' holoforms into black or blue sleepers with red sleeves. After tucking his minicons into their berth with a black and blue blanket, he tucks Bee and I into our temporary berth with a black and purple blanket, and each of us have a Decepticon symbol pillow.