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The Recreation room

Ultra Magnus was finally able to relax for the first time this morning. He had more than enough excitement getting Ironhide to cooperate for Ratchet in the Med Bay. It was just a maintenance check up! Primus, one would think old Hide was in there getting his tail pipes flushed! No bot liked getting their tail pipes flushed, not even Magnus.

He quickly pushed those thoughts aside. The recreation room was peaceful and quiet, just like he liked in the morning. It enabled him to enjoy his cup of warm energon while going over some reports. Something he did religiously even going back to his days on Cybertron.

Only his peace and quiet was shattered. A somewhat familiar sound reverberated from the hallway into the recreation room. And it was getting louder and louder, obviously getting closer to his location. Magnus looked up to see Jazz and Bumblebee rushing into the room with a…

'That can't be what I think it is,' he thought to himself, watching as the two mechs headed straight for the energon supplies cabinets.

"Jazz, he's getting louder, maybe you should hold him and I'll prep the drink."

Of course, Jazz didn't hesitate!

"There, there," he cooed, cradling the squalling sparkling close to his chest.

Optimus continued to wail. He was hungry! He wanted something now!

"See, Bee is getting it all ready for you," Jazz crooned.

He was so focused on comforting the sparkling and Bee so focused on prepping a cup of special energon that neither mech noticed the huge mech approaching them.

"Jazz, what is that you're holding?" Magnus asked, loudly over the cries.

"What do you think it is?" Jazz countered with that smirk of his, his arms rocking the sparkling.

"I asked you first!"

"Do you not know what it is, Magnus?"

"Honestly, Magnus, I thought you've seen one before," Bumblebee smiled as he diluted the energon as Jazz had instructed they had to do when they came running over to the recreation room.

"Don't forget the supplement, Bee."

"I'm on it, Jazz. Maybe you want to go over the finer points of reproduction with Magnus."

"I know everything about it!" Magnus growled.

The sparkling wailed louder.

Magnus heaved a heavy sigh. His optics locked onto the sparkling. Primus, it's been so long since he'd seen one he just wanted confirmation his processor wasn't playing tricks on him.

"So who's sparkling is it?"

"Elita finally caved!" Bumblebee said excited handing the cup to Jazz.

"Here you go," Jazz cooed, holding the cup to the sparkling's mouth.

Optimus stopped crying instantly and started gulping down the drink. Wow! It was good!

"Don't let him drink it so fast," Magnus warned. "He'll get too much air in his tank. And sit him up more. Are you trying to feed him or drown him? And what do you mean, Elita finally caved? If that was Optimus and Elita's sparkling they would have presented him or her…"

"HIM!" Jazz and Bee shouted.

"…him to the rest of us properly. They would have made some kind of announcement to us."

"Well, maybe they couldn't," Jazz countered, pulling the cup away from the sparkling and sitting him up a little more in his arm. "They did have a fight last night, in case you didn't hear."

"Yeah, we found the sparkling in Wheeljack's lab," Bumblebee said, keeping his optics on the sparkling.

Bee almost laughed. Jazz hadn't returned the cup back to the sparkling's mouth as he and Magnus were having a somewhat heated discussion now. So the sparkling was leaning towards it with his mouth open trying to latch onto it. He almost had it when Jazz moved his arm again.

(squawk!)

Optimus was mad! He wanted the liquid in his tank now! Obviously the silver mech wasn't going to give it to him so Optimus reached for it himself. His little hand grabbed the rim of the cup and yanked on it.

Surprised optic covers blinked rapidly as the drink splashed in his face. His bottom lip instantly stuck out. And he wailed as loud as he possibly could.

"Now look what you did!" Jazz growled, glaring at Magnus.

Magnus just rolled his optics. As usual, someone needed to take command of the situation.

"Bumblebee, make him another cup," Magnus ordered. "Jazz, give me the sparkling. You don't know how to feed him properly."

"I do so!"

"Jazz, I never once saw you feel Bumblebee, Sunny, or Sides," Magnus countered, plucking the sparkling from Jazz's arms. "That always seemed to fall of Optimus, Ratchet, Ironhide or myself. We were the ones who always ended up get spewed on. You would only hold them when they were playing or being quiet!"

Jazz huffed, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Just go get a cleaning towel before the stuff starts to dry and stick to him," Magnus sighed, cradling the sparkling in the crook of his arm.

Bumblebee giggled quietly to himself as Jazz stomped off. He could easily imagine what Magnus said was true. Jazz liked to keep himself immaculately clean for his sparkmate, Prowl. Prowl wouldn't touch Jazz if he had a spot of dirt on him.

"Here you go," Bee smiled handing Magnus the cup.

The audio piercing wails ceased immediately as the cup was place to the sparkling's lips.

"Slow down little one," Magnus cooed, pulling the cup away. He slowly returned it back, tilting it at a slight angle. "Hmm, we really need a bottle. He's going to get too much air in his holding tank."

"Why? What's so bad about that?"

(burp)

"Oh, I see," Bumblebee exclaimed, optics wide in surprised.

"At least he didn't spit up any of his drink. Are you done ejecting the air from your holding tank, little one?"

(BURP!)

"Wow! That was a good one!"

"Sounds like it was the last of the air too," Magnus smiled.

Then his smile suddenly faded and he scowled.

Magnus would have preferred the belching as opposed to the undeniably warm lubricant he felt tickling down his armor. Oh the indignities he had to suffer when Bumblebee, Sunny and Sides were sparklings were coming back from where he hid them within his processor.

The lubricant, the spew, the smell...the smells were probably the worst of them all.

Bumblebee looked scared as Magnus shoved the cup into his hand. It was eerie how calm the City Commander was as he moved the sparkling away from his body. Primus, how did something so small lubricate so much?

Optimus giggled. He was feeling much better now!