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Field Trip
Friday, MAy 1, morning, normal POV
I slide out of the pile of siblings with a soft huff of annoyance. I may have as much energy as a certain Protectobot, but I can't have my siblings pull the Protectobots trick to get said mech to recharge. 'I may have as much energy as Spot, but that doesn't mean you have to pull the 'pile on her to make her charge' like they do with him! Yeash, guys! My doorwings are too sensitive for that!' Said appendages flick in annoyance. 'Seriously, gu—' I pause in my mental rant when I hear a soft sound through the open door leading to the new nursery set up for Fixit's sparklings. I pad over to the door in my bare feet and peek inside. "Fi—" I trail off and smile at the sight of the minicon deep in recharge in the blue rocking chair with an awake, fussy Aurora in his arms. "Fixit, Sweets, wake up…"
He shifts, causing the sparkling to squawk as she starts to slip off his lap. "Mhmmm."
I quickly snatch her before she falls, and hold her against my chest like I used to do with my cousins. "Fixit, Sweetie, you have to wake up now. 'Rora's crying."
"M-Mari?" He looks around and sighs. "Sorry…"
I shake my head. "I'm not going to be like Spot calling Aid out for sneaking off. You had a good reason." I bounce the tiny femmeling in my arms. "But that good reason is starting to fuss again, and her siblings are going to want to be fed soon too, so…" I shift the sparkling to my arms and stick my pinky in her mouth to soothe her. "You really need to wake up, Buddy."
"'M awake." He straightens up and sighs. "I'm awake." He cocks his head to the side. "What happened?"
"She started fussing, and I found you out cold with her in your lap…"
"Primus… I'm sorry, Mari…"
"Don't be." I smile gently and run my free hand over his head. "I know how exhausting caring for newborns are. I've done it for my cousins before." I smirk. "You have anything pumped?"
"You know I do. It's in the kitchen."
"I'll get some, and help you out a little, since we've got a little time before we have to leave for school."
"You don't have to—" We're interrupted by the loud cry of the next oldest two sparklings. "Scrap."
I quickly hand him Aurora and run into my room to wake Bee and Star. We'll need all hands that can help on this one.
Carrier steps into the nursery wearing her chaperone outfit and visor to find the five of us, piled together with Fixit and the newsparks. He's nursing two of the five, while Star, Bee, and I are finishing up with three bottles color-coded to the three we have—purple, green, and orange. "Kids…" She sighs heavily. "You've got to get ready, guys. We've got to go."
"Um… Elita?"
"Agent Fowler's here with that orange van, Fix. He's able to take you in if you decide to go with them, and Olivia's finally managed to hire someone to tend to the toddlers, so she'll have someone to help you out."
"Thank Primus…" He sighs heavily before struggling out of the pile. "You guys—"
"We've got it, Fix."
"I know."
I herd my siblings into our room. I slip into the closet and pull out our matching yellow and black field trip outfits. Star, Bee, and I quickly get changed, then I help the twinlets into theirs. I tug on the compression glove and sock, then we pull on our socks and shoes and help our younger siblings into their sandals. Carrier fixes our hair, replacing our usual themed clips with stars or K's, then heads out to the main room, where Bulkhead is waiting.
Miko's at his ankles in a green T-shirt like mine and purple jeans, with purple tennis shoes and K clips on her pigtails, and a frog backpack with a purple wallet with a frog graphic on it inside. She's hopping from foot to foot and generally acting like she's excited to get to school. "Hi, guys!"
"Hey, Miko!" I look up to Bulkhead. "What're you waiting for?"
He sighs heavily. "I'm taking the kids in for Arcee because she's got the morning patrol, Gremlin in for Scrapper because they're finishing their berth room, and Soundwave's twins because he's got work with Ratchet."
Arcee steps in with Electro in holoform on her hip in a yellow version of our outfit, his Pikachu backpack already on with his allowance in a Pikachu wallet. Electra walks beside her in holoform, wearing a green shirt and jean shorts, her winky emoji backpack on her back, and her wallet in her hand. "Sorry we took so long, Bulk."
"It's no problem."
Miko nods up to her. "We're still waiting for the mini twins and Gremlin."
"Not anymore!" They run over in holoform, wearing red and blue tops like ours and blue jeans, with their little red and blue backpacks.
"We're still waiting on Grem, guys…"
Bonecrusher steps over with the holoform femmeling in his hand. She's wearing green like green and purple like Miko, but she's got her green and purple tennis shoes on, and her purple backpack on her back. "Sorry we took so long, Bulkhead. Hook couldn't find her shirt."
Bulkhead transforms and opens the back doors for the four passengers—he has two rows of seats thank Primus—and the front door for Miko to get into her booster. "Bulky…" I cross my arms.
"I already cleared it with Prowl, Mari. She doesn't like being that far away from me right now…"
"Hey." We look up to find Fixit with the stroller, and the sparklings in holoform and wearing either dresses or rompers, their little redheads covered with sunhats or bonnets in their signature colors. "Agent Fowler?"
"Over here, Fixit." He steps over and starts securing carriers before folding the stroller up and sticking it into the trunk.
Carrier transforms then, and my siblings and I clamber into our boosters.
When we get to the kindergarten daycare, we find Snowy, Blue, and Lyric waiting for us with the Tamaranian and three humans. They're all in their field trip outfits—black for Snowy, red for Blue and Lyric, red, blue, and green for the PowerPuffs, and blue for Kori Ann.
"Hey, Guys!" I run over and hug the four. Being gestalt, with them knowing, is great. We're allowed to cuddle the others without them being afraid.
"We finally got home!"
"That's great, Bee!"
The others run inside, leaving Bulkhead standing at the door. After he and Ms. Olivia talk for a few minutes, she turns to us while holding Miko's hand. "Class, this is Miko. She's joining our school for the next few weeks. She's been through a lot, so let's try and make her feel welcome."
Bubbles grins at her and waves. "Hi, Miko!"
I nod before glancing over to watch the new lady helping Fowler and Fixit carry in the five baby carriers, then moves to take D-Wave and Light. "Miss?" She looks down at me. "They're my 'sponsitility 'til school starts, an' all day on trips."
She crouches to me. "I'm Ms. Stephie, Sweetheart. Ms. Livy told me someone here had something special about them… I thought it was the little robot guy, but…"
I giggle. "That's my mini, and no." I smile up at her. "We're—the mini, my triplet brother and sister—And them—" I point to the Twinlets. "All 'stalt. Bein' 'stalt means we merge to be a big bot—'cept the twinlets are too littles yet…" I sigh heavily. "We's special, so we's need to cuddle lots, an' I need'a know dey's okays. They stays wif me 'til we go school, an' they comes ou' af'er school's done. Today we haves fiel' trip wif the pub-lic kin'ergar'en, so we's gonna haves them all days. Cawiew's a cha-per-one."
"What's going on?"
"Hi, Blossom." I sigh heavily before waving for my brothers and sisters to go play for now. Star darts for Bubbles, while the twinlets run after Fixit—which I'm okay with—and Bee runs to Electro, Electra, and Blue. "We got Fixie's sparkles and saved a girl last night. She's coming here with us, but she's had it really hard, so she's gotta have special 'tentions. Her new daddy's gonna be Bulky."
"Oh… Cool."
I nod. "I'm not sure how the ol' wrecker's gonna handle having a daughter, but she seems like she'll fit well with him an' Jackie…" We turn to watch the green-and-purple-clad, brown-and-pink-haired girl explore the playroom.
With Miko
"Hi, Miko!"
She waves to the PowerPuff—Bubbles—before her eyes land on Buttercup, who's on her knees, "fighting" with a toy monster. "Take that, and that, and—!"
"Hi!"
Buttercup looks up in surprise, to find the new girl smiling down at her. "Hi."
"Can I play with you?"
"Um…"
"Sorry. I'm Miko. I'm techno-organic. My new foster Dad said he's giving me the bot name Blackfire."
"Oh…" She grins. "Cool! Do you like fighting?"
"Heck yeah! You like Kaiju?"
"What?"
"Giant monsters. I'm from Japan."
"Oh… I like beatin' them up!"
"I wanna try!"
I giggle before walking over from where Blossom and I were talking leader stuff. "You can't for a while yet, Mika."
"You're not my Daddy, Bulky is!"
"I am your prime, though, so you have to listen to me." I sigh softly. "Miko, it takes a lot to be ready for any kind of war, especially the one we're in. I've already been through one war, and trust me, it's not all you think it is."
"Bulky said I could be a wrecker like him!"
I sigh heavily. "And you can, but it's gonna be a while before you're allowed to be in the field. You'll get there, but not today."
Ms. Olivia claps her hands, triggering Fixit to shift to his rarely-used red-headed holoform, which is wearing yellow like Bee and Light. She's wearing black and white like Star and I, with blue jean shorts, and she's got a visor and backpack, both in black, on. "All right, class. We're getting ready to leave for the Desert Clear Zoo. Mr. Fowler's driving our newborn class in the orange minivan, and I'll be driving the maxivan. Elita, you'll be driving the toddlers, since they're your children." Everyone cheers. "Now, for the—."
"Ms. Livy!" Snowy yells, sounding panicky.
"Knockout!" Carrier cries.
The mech in question climbs out in holoform and takes a little girl out of the back seat in a yellow shirt like ours and pink jeans before walking up to the door with the femmeling's ruby red sparkly backpack hanging from one finger. Ms. Olivia opens the door and herds the mech-in-disguise inside. "Sorry we're late, Liv. BD was picking up her shirt at the mall."
"Hi, Mari! Hi, Bee! Hi, Star!" She runs over and hugs Gremlin with a smile. "Grem! You're okay!"
"Hi, Stormy." I hug her before letting Bee and Star have their turn.
"Glad to see you're still safe."
"Sire wouldn't let anyone hurt me, Bee-Bee."
Carrier relaxes slightly, before stiffening as Knockout steps over and crouches to me. "What are you doing!?"
He looks up, barely cringing at the shrill, angry tone. "I'm checking on my little patient, if you must know." He turns to me with a smile. "How's your foot and hand feeling?"
I smile. "Still kinda sore, bu' only if I walks too much. Carrier's got a stroller from Spot for us all, though, so I won' hafta walk lots."
"That's good." He smiles, genuinely. "Glad to hear you're doing better, Sweetspark."
"I know you're not as bad as you pretend to be Knocky." I hug him, causing what little anxiety Carrier has left to fade away. "Love you!"
He stands and starts for the door, receiving a glare from Ms. Olivia. "Hey! Hey, I'm a medic! I've got to be good with younglings!"
"Mari?"
"He fixy me when they haved us. I loves Knocky!"
"Okay, then…" She sighs and turns to us again as the door shuts. "Now, the rules. You are to stay with me, Ms. Stephie, or Ms. Elita. We'll have the walking chain so no one gets lost at the park. We'll stop for lunch at the park, so I hope everyone's parents sent money for lunch, and we'll go to the gift shop before we leave. You need to tell us when you need to potty, and no one goes anywhere alone. Those with powers, we do not fly on field trips. We walk like humans. We'll meet Ms. Daniels' class—"
"NO!"
Carrier crouches to Miko with a gentle smile. "It's okay, Sweetheart. They're not getting you back. Agent Fowler's already reported them to the foster care agency."
"And I'll be right here." We all look up to find Bulkhead's tough, African-American holoform looking a little out-of-place in a T-shirt that matches Miko's and camouflage shorts. Carrier gives him a look. "I was still out front when KO pulled up. I figured I'd be needed to make sure no one hurt the younglings." He growls lowly. "Especially with Breakdown's daughter here."
I cross my arms and glare at Bulkhead. "Bulky, she's jus' a younglin'! She no hurts no one! Knocky nice, an' Breaky nice!"
Bulkhead scowls at me. "Excuse me?"
Carrier crouches to me. "What do you mean, Sweetheart?"
I look up to her. "Breaky's Knocky's version of Aidie. He help Knocky in med-bay, an' he nice to the troopers everyone 'nores but me an' Aidie… He cawes, he jus' can' leaves Men'saur."
Buttercup gives me a confused look. "Men'saur?"
Carrier laughs softly. "That's Men-A-saur, Buttercup."
She gets this happy, battle-crazy look on her face. "Sounds like a monster."
Miko bounces in place as she looks up to Bulkhead with an excited grin. "Can I fight 'im, Bulk?"
"You might get to as a Wrecker, Mika." I giggle. "And you're half-right, BC." I giggle harder for a moment. "They're 'stalt. His Commander hurted Aidie, bu' Breaky got him out, and back to Spot. Breaky's good. Even Su'erion an' 'Fensor finks so, an' dey's bery 'tective of Aidie, and Silver no likey Men'saur a' ALL, bu' he likey Breaky. Bwades no likey Men'saur, bu' he happy 'bou' what Breaky do."
"Who's Silver?"
I smile to Bubbles. "He's the leader of Su'erion."
"Superion." Carrier laughs. "All right, Dreamwave, Lightstorm, it's time to go."
I hug them each as tight as I can before waving at them tearfully. "Bye-Bye!" I do the same with Fixit before he goes out to the eight-passenger van and folds down the spare chair before buckling in as Fowler and Ms. Stephanie carry the quints out and get them secured before climbing in themselves.
Ms. Livy leads us out to her big van. She helps us all get secured, then starts the car. I can't help but say: "Let's roll!"
Third POV, Public Kindergarten
Mrs. Daniels blows her yellow whistle. "All right, everyone on the bus!"
Justine, a mother of identical triplets, turns to the kindergarten teacher with a sigh. "Aren't you worried about Miko?"
"We've got the police on it, but there's not much we can do about her. She's fifteen. Girls her age are always running away when they're in foster care." She shrugs. "She's probably spending the night with that Mexican boy she's been dating."
"Ah…" The mother gets her trio settled in two rows—one in front of the other—before settling beside Amy Lee—the sweet one—leaving the other two to their own devices.
Desert Clear Zoo, Tranquility, Normal POV
We all climb out of the big blue van and wait for Carrier and Fowler to get here. The second they pull in, Bee and I run over with Star. She gets the stroller set up, and gets the five of us secured inside before moving to help Fixit get the quints secured into theirs. After a head count, we start for the gate, everyone but Bee, Star, Miko, and I holding onto the walking chain, Bee, Star, and I in the stroller with the Twinlets, and Miko on Bulkhead's hip.
We meet up with Mrs. Daniels and her class at the gate.
"That's my old Mommy, Bulky… She 'tends to be a good mommy, but she's only good to her own kids. Her hubby works with this group called MECH."
"Olivia?" She smirks. "Looks like your school got bigger." She turns to Carrier. "And I see you're still pampering your children."
"Mari's got a nerve problem, Trixie. I know I told you that."
"If she were my kid, she wouldn't be allowed to ride in a stroller no matter what. She's too big for that thing."
I undo the buckle and stand up. I won't stand for this—this—Afthelm—picking on my mother!
"Mari—"
"I'm not usually the kind of girl to go off at adults, but you just crossded a line, Missy. You don't yells at my Mommy for taking cares of me when I's hurted!" I pull up my pants to reveal the compression sock, and hold up my hand with the compression glove. "I's has a dis-o'der called R.S.D., which means I has ouchies where no one can sees it. I's too little for med-cine, so's I hasta wears these, an' stay offs foot." I limp over to her, making the limp look worse for show. "I's gonna hafta use cwutches if I no ride strollers! I no wanna hafta be ina wheelchairs forevers!" I can feel my siblings worry through our bond, so I send them a wave of calm back. ~It's not that bad right now, guys. I'm doing better than we was wif Screamer. I's jus' actin' worse to get her off Carrier's backstrut.~
~You were that bad when we were in school together… You had'a stop coming… I only had Tajia to play with…~
~I know, Star. Trust me, I's okay.~ I look up to the woman. "So I's gonna ride, so I no hafta laters. Leave my mommy 'lones."
Bulkhead sets Miko down so he can carry me back to the stroller, and I buckle myself back in. Mrs. Daniels turns to her right as Bulkhead does. "Miko."
"Daddy!"
Bulkhead runs over and scoops her up before cuddling her. "It's okay, Sweetheart. I'm here." He glares at the woman before putting Miko on his shoulders. "Let's go."
We start walking through the zoo, looking at the animals. After a few minutes of this, I put my binky into my mouth—the one on the string, from Soundwave—causing Bee and Star to do the same.
We're in the gift shop, about to leave, when Mrs. Daniels walks over to Carrier. The five of us, still in the stroller, inch closer together, uneasy about the human now talking to our mother.
"Ms. Prime?"
Carrier turns to the mean woman. "It's Mrs." She sighs. "What did you need?"
"Your children seem to have Autism… Have they ever been tested?"
"Not in this dimension."
I have to giggle at that one, but quickly clap a hand over my mouth. ~Remember? I was told I have it back in my old dimension.~
"I'll get them to a doctor over the weekend, and see what the doctor says…"
