Sorry about killing off the Dinobots. Blame my muse! She did it! Besides, if all three Dinobots were on the base the sparklings would get demolished within two seconds!

As I've said before, this story is AU and meant to be funny. I needed to bring the character I felt who would help with the comedy, because thanks to all the readers it's getting increasingly difficult to come up with funny and cute sparkling stuff! LOL.

So, on with chapter 29. I can't believe its chapter 29! You people are killing me, but in a good way! Please, enjoy.

The Next Morning

Prowl and Jazz's quarters

Prowl stood in silence watching Jazz recharging. He had never actually done such a thing before. His duty often dictated his actions. Because he was second in command he had to be up before his Prime, and thus well before his sparkmate, to prepare for his morning meet with his commander. Even on Earth that has not changed for Prowl.

Yet, staring down at the tiny silver mech curled up and wrapped up in a thermal blanket, Prowl felt an emptiness within. A void that was desperate to be filled. Something he knew that no amount of duty could ever make go away. He couldn't find the logic in this feeling nor could he see the solution. But sooner or later it would have to be addressed.

A smiled spread across the black and white's faceplates as the sparkling in the recharge crib started to move. Nothing but happy thoughts filled his processor. Even in the early stages of waking Jazz was reaching out to Prowl through their spark bond, the unconditional love resonated deep within.

Jazz's optic covers slowly opened. His optics flickered on. A soft yawn sounded as he opened his mouth wide. Small arms and legs uncurled as he stretched. He rolled onto his back. His bright blue optics locked onto Prowl and he smiled feeling the same gentle, loving warmth within him he felt every time he was with the big mech.

"What am I going to do, Jazz?"

Jazz warbled questioningly, cocking his head to one side.

"Yeah, I don't know either," Prowl sighed, reaching down and lifting his sparkmate up out of the blanket. "Come on, it's bath time for you. All that playing around with Optimus and Ironhide scuffed up your armor."

(beep?)

"Yup, you are one filthy little bot," he said walking into the wash room. He turned on the cleaning solvent, adjusted the temperature and filled the sink. "Ironhide can pull of scuff marks but not my Jazz."

(giggle)

"You think that's funny?" he smirked, poking a finger at Jazz's belly and making his giggle wildly.

Prowl lowered Jazz into the sink, making sure to take his time because he didn't know how sparkling Jazz was going to react. He'd bathed a mature Jazz before on a number of occasions but this was completely different.

At first Jazz wasn't too sure what was going on. The warm liquid felt different. Prowl's voice had a calming effect on him as he talked to him. Jazz didn't understand most of what Prowl was telling him but he could feel the love within him and he relaxed. Prowl would never do anything to harm him.

Quickly, but efficiently and gently, Prowl used a small cleaning rag to wipe Jazz's armor. Only when he was satisfied that his sparkmate was presentable enough did he removed him from the warm liquid. Jazz immediately trilled and trembled.

"Oh, sorry!" Prowl yelped, snatching a towel and wrapping Jazz up in it. "Warm now?"

Jazz nuzzled his face in the soft white towel and purred. Oh this was much better now!

"Come on, let get you dried up and get you something to drink," Prowl smiled.

Wheeljack's lab

There were portable lights brought in to light the destroyed lab. While power had been restored, the overhead lights were blown out in the explosion. Wheeljack and Skyfire were sifting through the debris in order to see what was salvageable to move to a new lab.

"Is anything left of this sparkling making device?" Skyfire asked, kneeling down and picking up charred pieces of metal. The tall and lanky mech was still in his protoform. There was no time to spare searching for an alt form.

"No," Wheeljack replied, clearing his computer control panel. "Which is probably a good thing. No more sparklings. I don't think Magnus could handle another one right now."

"So there's no way to turn Optimus and the others back to their mature selves?"

"The device only worked one way. I was trying to design something to reverse the process. I about fried my processor trying to figure away to fix this mess. Since nothing I came up with worked during all the test simulations I took a step back and re-examined the device."

"Where do their memories go when they're turned into sparklings? The spark bond still remains intact but they have no memory of who they are."

"That's what hit me after the final simulation failed!" Jack exclaimed, his fingers playing across the computer control panel. The lights flickered on then off. He smacked it and the lights came on strong. "While I might be able to get them to their mature selves physically, what was their mental state going to be?"

"You found something, didn't you?" Skyfire smiled, recognizing that exciting tone of Jack's voice.

"Sure did," he replied pulling up some data for Skyfire to examine. "In the back of my mind I kept trying to figure out why they'd turn people young only to lose all that accumulative knowledge. Turns out they didn't lose it. See here, the device downloads everything before the transformation. As a precaution, I marked Optimus and Ironhide's knowledge then transferred it from the device to our server."

"What about Jazz?"

"This is his," he said pointing to the screen. "I had figured out how to put their knowledge back. Jazz volunteered to have his memories transferred so I could test my theory. Unfortunately, the transfer caused an overload in the device. It wasn't meant to do the transfer the way I was doing it. I barely had time to save Jazz's memories before the first explosion. Jazz still had enough of himself in there to shove me out the door. After that…I don't know…somehow the second explosion did something to Jazz. We may never know exactly how."

"That does not matter now. We have to find a way to make them mature again," Skyfire smiled. "I'll need to look over all your research data before formulating a plan."

"Have at it," Jack said, moving away from his computer. "I'll go get us some energon from the recreation room. The explosion destroyed my supply."

Ironhide and Chromia's quarters

"Where are you at, Hide?" Chromia playfully asked.

His giggles sounded from under the bed.

"Gotcha!" she shouted, bending down too spot him.

A loud squeal sounded followed by hysterical giggles. Hide belly crawled backwards out from the other side of the bed. Chromia moved around to get him, part of the game they started playing since he got up a short time ago. She was intent on enjoying him as a sparkling since it was obvious she herself wouldn't be sparking any time soon.

Ironhide squealed again, louder than before. With a grunt he pulled himself up onto the bed, crawled across and away from Mia. Then he crashed onto the floor when he dropped off the bed, giggling, he scurried away.

Chormia laughed at her mini wrecking ball of a mech when he collided with a chair. He grunted in his usual way at it, continuing to crawl until it was finally out of his way.

"Hide, come here," she laughed. "You're too cute."

Of course he did as she said, crawling to her as fast as he could. His love for her felt within as was her love for him. Chromia hefted him up into her arms and headed out of their quarters.

"I have a surprise for you," she cooed, nuzzling her nose against his. Hide patted her face, smiling. "I think you're going to like it."

"Morning Chromia," Bumblebee yawned.

"Long night shift?"

Bumblebee nodded.

"Can you lend me a hand before you head off to recharge?" she asked. "It will only be for a few minutes."

"Sure," he smiled despite the fact he was so ready for recharge at the very moment. Bee could never say no to the femmes. He followed her down the hall. "Morning Hide, how are you doing?"

(grunt!)

"He doesn't talk much does he?" Bee chuckled.

"No, but then Hide was never one for words, his actions spoke volumes," she smiled proudly.

It took a few minutes to reach their intended destination. Bumblebee shook his head. Of course, he shouldn't have been surprised Chromia would bring Ironhide to the shooting range.

"You want me to hold him?" he asked.

"Thanks," she smiled, handing him Ironhide. "Watch the target dummy, Hide. Ok?"

Hide nodded and watched intently, curious about what Mia was doing. Strange lights were repeatedly hitting the target dummy until kaboom! It was in pieces. Wow! Hide's mouth dropped wide open. That was cool!

"Ka-boom!" he cheered, clapping excitedly.

"Figures," Bumblebee snorted.

"Would you like me to do that again?" Mia asked.

"Ka-boom!" he nodded.

"Ok," she laughed. "Only for a few minutes then we'll go get you something to eat."

Optimus and Elita's quarters

Elita laid still, optic covers mostly closed. Through the small slits she could see Optimus climbing out of his recharge crib. He giggled once he was on the floor, heading towards her. A moment later, she saw his head then optics peep up over the edge of the bed. First the toy bot came up. Then Optimus pulled himself up.

"Lita," he spoke softly, sending his love for her through their bond.

The femme commander didn't move until she felt his nose touch hers. Her arms wrapped around him, holding him close. Soft purring emanated from his vocal processor as he nuzzled his nose against hers, his love for her echoing through her spark.

"I love you too, Optimus," she sighed. "I hope Skyfire can help Wheeljack put you back to normal. As adorable as you are now, I miss my mature Optimus."

(beep?)

His small blazing blue orbs started intensely at her as if trying to understand what she was talking about. That look only made her miss the mature Optimus even more.

Before she could say anything more, a soft tap sounded on their quarter's door. With Optimus snuggled in her arms, Elita got up to answer it. She was a little taken aback after the door opened to reveal the large mech standing there in his alt form.

"Grimlock!" Optimus happily greeted.

"Grimlock, is everything ok?" she worriedly asked.

"Me Grimlock come to see if Optimus can come out and play," he said in earnest, his small hands fidgeting.

"I…"

"Please?"

Optimus started wiggling in Lita's arms. He wanted to go play with Grimlock.

"Well, I suppose," she smiled, gently setting Optimus on Grimlock's neck, something they had done last night. "Now, go slow like before. And head to the recreation room. He needs his breakfast."

Of course in his excitement, Grimlock only heard head to the recreation room. Once Optimus was securely on his neck, the big bot took off stomping down the hallway.

"GRIMLOCK!" Elita shouted.

The Dinobot only rampaged faster down the hall with an out of control giggling sparkling being bounced on his back.

"Frag it!" she snarled and chased after them.

Recreation room

Ultra Magnus sat down took one sip of is warm energon, hoping to enjoy the silence and solitude of this peaceful morning. Only it was short lived. He'd barely put the cup to his lips when Prowl came strolling in with a bubbly, giggling, and quite shiny Jazz.

Oh well, at least Jazz wasn't crying.

(wails!)

Magnus' optic covers closed. He knew he should have over recharged this morning as Chromia came in with Ironhide.

"Is he hungry too?" Prowl asked. He set Jazz on his shoulder as he was preparing a bottle.

"No," she answered, her hand patting Hide on the back trying to comfort him. "I took him to the shooting range…"

"What?!" Prowl exclaimed in disbelief. "You don't take a sparkling to the shooting range!"

"Relax, Bumblebee was holding him," she replied. "Hide really loved it there."

"Figures he would," Magnus snorted behind his cup.

"Well, you still don't take a sparkling to the shooting range," Prowl insisted.

"Morning everyone!" Wheeljack cheerfully smiled as he walked in.

"On your feet already?" Magnus asked, recalling the Ratchet said Jack was to remain off his feet until noon today.

"Yeah, wanted to get an early start," he replied, heading straight for the supply cabinets. "Just came to get some energon for Skyfire and myself. We've got a long day ahead of us." He paused after collecting what he needed and turned to Magnus. "Oh, don't tell Ratchet I'm up on my feet. He'll probably dismantle me or something."

"WHEELJACK! YOU SON OF A GLITCH!"

"Too late," Magnus chuckled as Ratchet came storming in.

"What part of stay off your feet do you not understand?" Ratchet snarled and flung his favorite throwing tool across the room.

Wheeljack ducked just as a wrench flew over his head. The tool pinged off the storage cabinet a bit too close for Prowl's comfort.

"Hey! Not near the sparklings!" Prowl yelled, pulling Jazz into his chest and covering him protectively with his arms.

The engineer didn't hesitate. He saw an opening and ran for it.

"I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU, FRAGGER!" Ratchet yelled and then chased Jack out the door.

"Nice to see things getting back to normal," Chromia smiled, setting a now quiet Hide on the table as she sat down. "Prowl…"

"Making one for Hide too," he smiled, putting Jazz back up on his shoulder.

Magnus opened his mouth to say something only to be interrupted by the entire room shaking. It was shaking so violently he nearly spilled his energon. Soon loud feet approached from outside in the hall and were getting closer.

"GRIMLOCK! YOU MALFUNCTION! COME BACK HERE WITH THAT SPARKLING!" Elita's voice boomed.

"Frag! This can't be good!" Magnus jumped up to his feet, ready for action.

Chromia and Prowl grabbed their sparkling mates and moved to what they hoped was a safe place in the room just as Grimlock came barreling into the recreation room. Optimus was still clinging onto the big bot's neck, having a great time.

Just as Magnus made a move to retrieve Optimus, Grimlock whirled around. His tail smacked the City Commander square in the chest, sending the mech hurtling across the room and into a wall with a loud crash.

"Oops, sorry," Grimlock cringed.

"Grimlock! Put Optimus down now!" Elita ordered, standing in the doorway.

That's when Optimus lost his grip from laughing too much. He slid all the way down Grimlock's back and onto his tail. The Dinobot instinctively flicked his tail when he felt the added weight and inadvertently sent Optimus flying head over heals across the room.

(TRILLING!)

Optimus giggled. This was FUN! Even after he landed on the soft padding of the couch he shrieked with delight.

Whoa! That just looked like too much fun!

Both Ironhide and Jazz surprised their sparkmates by leaping free from their grasp and racing across the floor on all fours. By then, no mature mech or femme could stop three sparklings from climbing up Grimlock. Each one slid down and was tail whipped across the room.

Prowl cringed as Jazz was the first to land with Ironhide and Optimus landing right on top of him. Neither of them were hurt and only laughed harder as they pushed at each other to get down off the couch.

"Grimlock!" they all yelled at him.

"Me Grimlock, sorry. Just wanted to have fun."

"It's ok," Elita sighed, relenting. The sparklings were having fun and were unharmed. She didn't want to ruin that. "No more tail whipping though."

"Ok."

"You ok, Magnus?" she asked as he joined her.

"Yeah, it's not the first time I've been whacked by Grimlock's tail," he grumbled, dusting his armor off.

"I'm sure it won't be the last," Sunny snickered, over Elita's shoulder.

"You're supposed to be on duty in the Command Center," Magnus growled at him.

"I wanted to give you fair warning," Sunny seriously said and then smiled fiendishly. He knew Magnus was going to love this news. "We had another Autobot land a short while ago. We filled him in on all the details of what happened. Sides should be bringing him back to the base any minute now. The mech wanted to hurry and get an alt form."

"Another landing?!" Elita exclaimed.

"Who?" Prowl asked.

Just then a blue and white blur streaked into the room and came to an abrupt stop in front of the three sparklings.

"Sunnyyouwereright!They'resoadorabel!CanIholdone?CanI?CanI?Please,pleaseplease!"

Both Prowl and Magnus groaned simultaneously. Of all the mechs to land, why did it have to be Blurr?

Ow, their processors were already aching.

"Ijustwanttoholdone!I'veneverheldasparklingbefore!"

"SHUT UP BLURR!" Everyone yelled.

Ok, I had to throw in Blurr for a friend.