Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me.
Summery: (G1 fic) Jazz always wanted to know what it's like to fly. His intended bond-mate was a flyer until . . . .
"blah" – Normal human speck
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'blah' – Comm. Specking
Wind Beneath My Wings
By: Yami-Yugi3
Chapter 7
(End Flashback)
"Well…?" the black and white mechlet asked curiously.
"I'm not sure I should go into…all the details… Yer both too young to be hearin' 'bout mushy adult stuff."
"Well what happened? Mommy didn't magically appear or grow inside like the humans do."
"No…let's just say… Your grandfather and I cuddled VERY closely on the berth that night. See, when two bondmates love each other, they merge their sparks together to create a sparkling. That sparkling starts as a spark inside the mother of the two mates."
"Oh…So which one carried? Did you or Grandpa Prowl carry mommy?" asked the black and white.
"So…it's similar to the way humans do it then?"
"Yeah, bitlet."
"So who carried?" the black and gold asked again.
"Yeah, tell us please," smiled the white and black.
"Alright, alright."
(Flashback)
"Love ya so much, Prowler."
"Love you too, Jazz."
"So...which one is carrying?" Jazz asked.
"I'm sure one of us could feel it if we are carrying."
"Yeah..." said Jazz. The two of them cuddled together, just enjoying each other's presence. Prowl just couldn't help but smile as he rested his head on Jazz's shoulder. Jazz kissed his helm happily. Prowl felt something in his spark at that moment.
"I think..." Prowl started.
"Think what?" Jazz said, sitting up a bit.
"...There it is again...I...I might be..."
Jazz smile happily. "Are ya carrying Prowler?"
"...Probably..." he smiled. Jazz smiled again.
"Why don't we confirm it with Ratchet in the mornin?"
"Okay."
"Wonder what we're gonna have?"
"Don't know..."
"We can ask tomorrow." Prowl nodded. The two cuddled closer and fell asleep.
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The two slept until morning when the two decided to head to Ratchet's medical bay. Jazz smiled as the two walked down the hall. "I wonder if it's going to be a flyer or a ground type..." Prowl said as he places his hand on his chest plate.
"It doesn't matter who she or he is. They'll still be our gift from Primus." Prowl nodded. The Medical Bay's doors slid open as the two entered. "Ratch, ya in here?" Jazz called out.
"What do you need, Jazz?" Ratchet said as he stepped out of his office.
"I'm with spark..." Prowl said.
Ratchet couldn't help but smile. "It's been vorns since Bumblebee when we have a sparkling around the base." he said "You two are here cause you want to know what it is, right?"
"Yeah, and to get a frame started," said Jazz.
"...I...just want to know that they're okay..."
"Take a seat." Ratchet said. Prowl hopped up onto the berth. Ratchet then took a hand held scanner and came over to them. Prowl slowly opened his chest and Ratchet checked him over.
"Well?" Prowl started to ask.
"You're both doing just fine. Congratulations, it's a girl."
"A femme? Really?" Ratchet nodded with a smile. Prowl couldn't help but smile at the news.
"Alright, anything else you need?" Ratchet said as he gave Prowl some space to get down.
"Don't think so."
"Alright. You can come by anytime you need to discuss specifications for her frame."
"Thanks Ratch."
"You're welcome. Go on now and take care of that sparkling."
"We will, come on Prowler." Prowl smiled and took Jazz's hand. Jazz led him out towards the Recreation Room. "Let's start off with some mornin energon."
"Yeah, that will be nice." Prowl said. Jazz smiled wider. "Should we wait until later to tell the others of the news?" Prowl asked.
"...Maybe a little bit. I don't want the whole base to know right now."
"Okay."
Jazz led Prowl over to the couch to sit. "I'll get us some, you just sit tight."
"You're so good to me, Jazz."
"Cause I love ya." Prowl smile as Jazz went to the energon cubes. He smiled at his chest, feeling the femme spark inside him. Jazz soon return with the energon cubes. "Here you go, babe."
"Thanks Jazz." He smiled and sat down next to his lover.
"Just think... Soon we'll have an adorable little femme runnin around."
"Yeah." Prowl said with another smile.
"We gotta think of a name."
"Yes, we should."
"But what...?"
"I'm not sure..."
Jazz thought for a moment. "Hey! How about a music name."
"Like what?"
"Like...Harmony...Melody... Something concert related...or somethin really elegant..." Prowl started to think awhile. "...Tympani... Cymbal... Ballet...Symphony..."
"...Symphony... That name is beautiful... Like the sweet symphony we have together..." Prowl smiled.
"Classical is yer favorite type of music too..." smirked Jazz.
"Symphony..." Prowl smiled looking at his chest. Jazz smiled again. "I like that." Prowl said.
"Alright. We've settled on a name," he smiled. Prowl smiled back. Bumblebee noticed them and came over.
"Hey guys." he said "What's going on?"
"Oh, nothin, Bee," smiled Jazz.
"You two are really happy though."
"Yes, we are," smiled Prowl.
"What are you two happy about?"
'Should we tell 'em, Prowler?'
'I guess it won't hurt.' Jazz smiled. "We're going to have a sparkling, Bee." Prowl said.
"What?" he shouted.
"Ya heard right." Jazz said.
"Congratulations!" he smiled.
"Thank you Bumblebee." Prowl said.
"That's great you guys. Do you know what you're having?"
"It's going to be a femme."
"Great." Jazz and Prowl smiled at him. "Who's carrying her?" Prowl tried not to blush. "You are, Prowl?" He only nodded. "Congratulations Prowl." Bumblebee with a smile.
"Thank you, Bumblebee."
"Now, Bee. Ya can't go tellin everyone. Yer the first we've told and we want to keep it quiet for awhile."
"Sure, I won't tell anyone until you guys are ready."
"Thank you, Bumblebee."
"Do you know her name yet?" he asked as he sat down with them.
"Symphony."
"That's a pretty name."
"Thanks Bee." Jazz said.
"No problem." Prowl smiled.
"Do you know what she will look like yet?" Bumblebee asked.
"That's a good question," asked Jazz.
"We're still trying to figure that one out." Prowl said. Jazz looked lost in thought. Prowl thought as well.
"I think our little girl should have ya door wings, Prowler." Jazz said with a smile.
"Then she can have your visor." Prowl said.
"I don't know Prowler..."
"It can be a retractable one." Bumblebee suggested.
Prowl nodded. "Then she can have both." Jazz smiled.
"What about her color, Prowler?"
"I don't know..." Prowl started.
"...Well... How about a silver color?"
"Just sliver is kind of bland..."
"Well, how about some gold?"
"I think that sounds nice." Bumblebee said with a smile.
"Thanks, Bee," smiled Jazz. Bumblebee smiled again.
"She should have gold trim on her doorwings like my black," smiled Prowl.
"That's a nice idea Prowler."
"I should go, let you two discuss the sparkling."
"Okay Bee." Jazz said.
"Thank you, Bumblebee," Prowl smiled. Bumblebee waved to the two before headed out of the Rec Room.
"She could have gold on her arms and legs too."
Prowl smile. "Our sparkling will be so beautiful. The mechs will be after her."
"Not with me around," smirked Jazz. Prowl smiled again.
"We should probably tell the Doc Bot."
"Yeah." Prowl said.
Jazz jumped up. "C'mon," he smiled, offering his 'pregnant' mate a hand. Prowl couldn't help but smile as he took the offered hand. Jazz stole a kiss and both went to Medical.
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"Hey Ratch, ya busy?" Jazz said as they entered the medical bay.
"Not really," he said finishing up what he was cleaning.
"We can come back later when you're not busy." Prowl said.
"It must be something important if you're both here," he said, putting things away. He walked over to them.
"We just figured out the specs for our sparkling." Jazz said with a smile.
"I was wondering when you two would finally decide."
"We didn't take that long Ratch."
"Anyway, what would you two like your sparkling to look like?" Ratchet said as he picked up a data pad to write it all down.
"Door wings." Jazz said.
"And a retractable visor." Prowl said.
"Silver with gold," added Jazz.
"Where do you want the gold?" Ratchet asked.
"Where the black on my door wings are and on her legs." Prowl said.
"What did you decided to name her?"
Prowl and Jazz looked at each other lovingly before saying, "Symphony."
"Good. I'll go get Jack and we'll get started on her."
"Thanks, Doc Bot."
"Just make sure you take your energon, Prowl." Ratchet said.
"I won't forget, Ratchet." Prowl said.
"I'll make sure of that, Ratch." Jazz added.
"Alright, go on now. I've got work to do."
((End Flashback))
"Aww this is boring, Grandpa," whined the black and white. "Get to part when Mama was born."
"Yeah, can you skip again, Jazz?" asked the black and gold.
Jazz laughed a bit. "Okay." he said.
((Flashback))
Prowl was relaxing in their quarters, reading a few data pads and listening to music. Jazz was busy on duty. He was into a good paragraph. The little femme started to jolt. Prowl wince a bit. "Easy little one." He said gently. The spark started to pulse excitedly. "Easy little one." he repeated. She pulsed again. Prowl didn't know what was happening at first. She kept pulsing. Prowl figured he should see Ratchet about it. He slowly tried to get up from the couch. The little femme started to pulse more. 'Jazz! Jazz, it's time!'
'Can ya make it to the medical bay?'
'I should be able to.' Prowl walked out of the room and down the hall.
'I'll hail Ratchet for you and get off duty as soon as I can.'
'Thanks...Jazz... She's eager to come out...'
'Yo! Docbot!'
'Primus Jazz, you don't have to yell through the comms!' Ratchet said frustrated.
'Sorry, just excited and worried at the same time. It's time, sparklin' time.'
'Where are you?'
'On duty right now. Prowler should be on his way there.'
'By himself?' Ratchet said worriedly.
'She's comin' ready or not, Ratch.'
"First Aid, go and see if Prowl needs a hand getting to medical." Ratchet asked his apprentice.
"Alright, I'm on my way."
"I'm staying behind to get her frame ready." First Aid only nodded before rushing down the hall.
He met Prowl halfway. "...E-Easy Symphony...I know..." he winced, as he collapsed against the wall.
First Aid ran over. "Here Prowl, let me help." he said.
"Thanks, First Aid. She's...determined..." First Aid help Prowl to his feet and guide him the rest of the way to medical.
"...I hope...you're ready..." Prowl said as they walked in. "She's ready to...come out...Now..."
"I'm just about ready." Ratchet said "All we need is your mate."
"...I don't think...she can wait..."
"Okay get on a berth." First Aid helped him lie down on one. "Okay Prowl, open up." Prowl looked around for a moment, giving Jazz on last chance. He sighed heavily and let his chest plates open and his spark chamber as well. The little pink spark almost jumped out, eager to be free from her mother's hold. Ratchet worked quickly, putting the necessary force field around his hands before reaching in to take the sparkling. It sparked wildly shocking him a few times. "She's going to be a feisty one."
"Like Jazz..." Prowl said, still wondering where his mate was.
"I'm sure he'll be here soon," First Aid said, trying to encourage Prowl. Ratchet went over to a nearby berth were the silver and gold frame was.
"First Aid, I could use you. My hands are full."
"Coming." First Aid said. He went over and opened the chest plates of the femme sparkling. Ratchet nestled the pink spark into the spark chamber of the frame. The chamber and chest plates closed. The three of them waited, but not for very long. Symphony sprang to life almost instantly, eagerly sitting up. She looked around the room until she spies Prowl.
She almost jumped down, reaching for him. "Settle down, I haven't even checked you over yet." She started clicking at Ratchet. "Alright, alright," he said as he did some quick scans and then took her into his arms. He placed her onto Prowl's now closed chest. She nuzzled against him, happily.
"Hello there my little Symphony." Prowl said with a smile.
She clicked back happily. "I'll start getting you a supply of fine grade," Ratchet said as he went to the supply closet. First Aid put everything away.
"Do you need my help, Ratchet?"
"No," he called back. "I already made some while working on her frame. I just need to get it all ready."
Symphony enjoyed being with Prowl as he slowly sat up with her. "You're very beautiful, just like I knew you would be." Symphony clicked happily and started playing with Prowl's fingers. "You really are feisty," Prowl smiled as she played excitedly. "You're just like your father." Symphony stopped playing all the sudden. She felt another familiar presence. She climbed out of Prowl's lap and looked out from the edge of the berth. She whined to be let down. "What's wrong, Symphony? Want to go exploring already?" Prowl took her into his arms and got down. He tried to walk with her but she fussed to be set down. "Alright, but don't crawl too far away from me, little one." Symphony started crawling as soon as she got on the floor. She crawled a bit more quickly than a normal newborn sparkling. She was on a mission. She crawled out of the Medical Bay and down the hall. Prowl kept up with her. "Where are you going little one?" Prowl asked.
She just clicked and kept going. Prowl followed, curious as to where she could be rushing off to so soon. She chirped happily and crawled round the corner as fast as she could go. "I'm so late..." said a familiar voice as he jogged down the hall. "So late... Oh Primus! Symphony? Is that you?" he shouted in surprise as a little silver and gold femme crawled right up to his legs. She clicked at him.
He knelt down and took her into his arms. "Ya just couldn't wait for me, could ya?" he smiled. He hugged her tightly. "Yer so strong and quick already," he said as he kissed her helm. "Where's yer mom?"
"I'm right here." Prowl said as he came around the corner.
"Prowler, I'm so sorry. I tried to make it as quickly as I could. She's a feisty little one ain't she?"
"Yes...She couldn't wait to see the world or find you," he added with a smirk. Jazz smiled. Symphony nuzzled against him before looking at her mother.
"Want to go back to mom?" Jazz asked.
She shook her head. "She's just making sure I'm still here and that I'm not mad at her." Prowl came up and rubbed her helm. "You're very smart, knowing how to go find your father."
"I'll say she is," smiled Jazz. Symphony clicked happily.
"I didn't give you two permission to leave yet."
Prowl turn and looked at Ratchet as he came up to them. "I'm sorry Ratchet, but Symphony just wanted to find her dad." Prowl said.
Symphony just stared at the medic. "Sorry I'm late, Doc Bot. I tried to be as quick as possible."
"..."
"Ratchet, you don't expect me to just let her crawl away. I had to go after her."
"She's already smarter and more mobile than a newborn sparkling. She's going to be handful," he said, his face warming into a smile. "You need to work on your patience, little one," he smiled, patting her on the helm. Symphony clicked at him. "You'll grow up to be a strong femme someday," he smiled. "Come back to Medical. You two are going to need fine grade."
"You heard him little lady." Jazz said with a smile and the family followed Ratchet back to the medical bay. Symphony watched Ratchet, feeling him out. Jazz just couldn't help but smile.
'I hope she doesn't grow to hate him,' said Prowl.
'I don't think she'll hate him.' Jazz said.
'Well...so far he's been very authoritive. I hope she doesn't get the wrong idea, Jazz.'
'We'll just have to see Prowler.'
He nodded as they reentered. "Everything alright?" First Aid asked.
"Yeah. Now that she's found me it is," Jazz smiled. "She ran off to find me is all."
"Oh."
"Alright, two cubes of fine grade should last you for a week. I've got everything you need here."
"Thanks, Doc." Symphony eyed the two cubes of the blue liquid. Prowl took them from the CMO and subspaced them to get them to their quarters. Symphony started to click again. "What's wrong, Simmie?"
Prowl couldn't help but laugh. "Thought of a nickname for our daughter already?" he said.
"Yeah. Why not?" She started to whimper, looking around for that pretty blue liquid. Her little tank started to make noises.
Ratchet came over and watched, making sure it wouldn't develop into anything serious. "Symphony, you alright, sweetspark?" Prowl asked as he came over too.
"I think Simmie's hungry. Aren't you?" Ratchet had made a bottle for when she was first born and he took it out now. "Here you go, Symphony. Now don't drink it too fast," he said as he handed it to the silver femme. She took it in her hands and started to drink from it. Ratchet smiled at her as she slowly drank it.
"Thanks Ratchet." Prowl said.
"I thought she was going to be hungry before now, so I was prepared." Symphony finished the bottle and looked up at Ratchet. She clicked and holds the bottle up at him. "All done, or do you want a little more?" She shook her head. Ratchet smiled and took the bottle back. He went over to a sink and washed out the bottle before giving it to Prowl.
Symphony clicked at Ratchet and then reached out her arms. "Aww, I think Simmie wants to give you a hug." Ratchet couldn't help but smile and picks her up in his arms. She nuzzled against him, humming a little.
"That's good."
"Worried about her liking me?" Ratchet said in a playfully scolding tone.
"I guess you can say that."
Ratchet only smiled. "She's sweet ain't she?"
"Of course. She has good parents." Just then, Symphony started to whine. Ratchet watched her for a moment, as did Prowl and Jazz. Prowl was unsure what could upset his daughter. She had an upset, sick look on her faceplates before she hiccupped followed by a burp. Ratchet then knew what to do. He rubbed her back to help her digest her energon. "Feel better?" he asked her. She clicked and nuzzled him again. Jazz and Prowl smiled at her. Symphony sighed happily and closed her optics. She quickly fell asleep against the medic.
"I think we found our first babysitter." Jazz said with a huge smile.
Ratchet was surprised at first but then smiled. "I might not be readily available though. Being a medic has its demands."
"We understand, Ratchet." Prowl said.
"...Although... I could watch her for a little while. I don't want to wake her."
"Then I know just what we can do until then." Jazz said with a smirk at Prowl.
"I don't want anymore sparklings."
"Awww Prowler, yer no fun."
"...Well... We can snuggle."
"First Aid, I'll need you to take over for awhile. I have a sparkling to watch."
"Okay Ratchet." He retreated back into his office where it would be quiet for the sparkling.
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Wheeljack went into Medical to check on his mate. "Hey, First Aid, Ratchet here?"
"Yeah, he disappeared into his office."
"Thanks."
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah, it's alright. I just wanted to see if he'd grab some energon with me."
"Alright." Wheeljack just smiled and went back into the CMO's office.
"Hey Ratchet, want to-…" He could only smile to see the medic fast asleep with a silver sparkling cuddled up in his lap. "That's so cute," he spoke more softly. He thought for a moment but then remembered Prowl and Jazz. "Must be Symphony." He could only smile as Ratchet got more comfortable in his work berth, Symphony snuggling closer. He quietly stepped out and headed out.
"Any luck?"
"He's asleep. Better keep things going quietly. I'll come back later on." He couldn't help but smile happily as he walked out. First Aid just shrugged.
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About an hour later, Symphony slowly woke up. She sat up and saw Ratchet fast asleep. She decided not to wake him and looked around the room. She saw pretty interesting things. There was a data pad on the desk next to a computer. There were shiny containers and small tools organizing neatly on shelves and in cabinets. She smiled and slowly studied how to get down from Ratchet. After calculating the most logical way of getting down she then decided to climb down Ratchet's leg. She surveyed the room and analyzed a way to climb up onto the shelves. She pulled open some drawers on a desk and used them like stairs. She soon reached the shiny things are and started to give each a good look at what they could be. She saw some pretty colors and decided to mix them together. Soon the mixture started to make some pretty smoke. She smiled and chirped happily at the smoke. She found big cotton balls and cleaning cloths. She started throwing the cotton balls like snow. She dipped the cotton balls in a few liquids to color them and then threw them too. She used the cleaning cloths to try and clean up some spills she made. She stared at some shiny tools and played a little with them. Then she saw the syringes. She managed to open a drawer and get them out. She stuck one into an open container of blue liquid. She got it all over her hand an arm trying to suck it up into the syringe. Once it was full, she discovered it made a pretty squirt gun. She threw more cotton balls and shot at them. She went through a few syringes to make more colors. She clicked happily as she played with her new toys. Ratchet slowly awoke from his nap from all the happily clicking to see his office a colorful mess. "WHAT IN PRIMUS IS GOING ON?" Symphony stop playing with this wide optic look on her face before she started to cry. "Alright, alright... Primus Symphony..." He got out some clean cleaning cloths and wrapped her tightly in them. He set her down on the floor next to the berth and worked on cleaning everything up.
"Ratchet? Is everything okay in there?" First Aid asked from outside the door.
"Get in here."
"Yes sir." Symphony was still crying, but she had calmed down to whimpers and whines.
"What happened in here?" First Aid said "Looks like Rumble was in here."
"Symphony happened. Could you finish cleaning up in here? I've gotten the worst of it. I need to get her to the wash racks."
"Okay."
Ratchet disposed of the cloth he was using and dried off some liquids with a new one. He went over towards the berth and picked Symphony up off the floor. "Come on, little one. You need a bath."
'Ratchet, is everything alright?' Prowl asked through the comm.
'Symphony woke up early from her nap and made a huge mess of my office before I woke up.'
'Sounds like something she got from Jazz.'
'Yes, curiosity might have killed the sparkling. She's lucky I keep the dangerous things locked up in the Medical Bay and not my office.'
'You want me to come get her?'
'She needs a good bath first.' Symphony whined at Ratchet, nuzzling against him as she continued to whimper. He sighed as he carried her down the hall to the wash racks. "It's okay. I'm not really mad at you." he spoke to her "I know you didn't mean it, you were just curious." She stared up at him with water optics. "Really, it's alright. I'd appreciate it if you asked me next time." She clicked sadly nuzzling against him. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." She clicked again, still holding onto him.
He smiled as he brought her over to a station. There were a few other Autobots there too. They all knew whose sparkling it was and they all flock over to take a look at the sparkling of the second and third in command. Symphony got scared and hid against Ratchet, new tears forming as she cried. "Back off! She's not in the mood for visitors right now. You can all see her, ONE at a time later on. Prowl and Jazz will decide when she's ready for visitors." Mechs started to back off. Ratchet sighed as they all went back to their own business. He started the shower head with some warm water. He unwrapped Symphony and discarded the rags in a waste receptacle. He came back over and held her under the flow. She clicked happily, wiggling a bit. He set her down on the seat of the stall. She splashed happily under its warm flow. He didn't mind that he was getting wet. He needed one too. He changed the flow to cleaning fluids and picked her back up. She giggled and chirped as he started scrubbing her. She kept squirming to play with the bubbles. "I'm almost done." Ratchet said with a laugh. She started to blow the bubbles and pop them. She accidently swallowed some and started hiccupping bubbles. Ratchet gently patted her on the back. She hiccupped a few more, giggling.
Ratchet smiled and set the flow back to warm water. He held her against him and let them both rinse off. She looked a bit sad that bath time was over already. "I'm sure your parents will give you lots more baths." She smiled at him as he turned the water off. "There, all better."
He carried her over to the drying racks and grabbed some towels. She eyed the drying racks fans in curiosity. "Oh...So I see..." He put the towels back and carried her over. He turned them on and set her down. She came closer to check them out. She winced at first, door wings twitching towards her back. Then she let the fans dry her off. She then came back over to Ratchet. "All dry now?" She nodded and clicked happily. He picked her up and left the wash racks. "Let's go find your mother and father." She clicked in a agreement. He smiled and headed to go find Prowl.
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Prowl was walking down the hall, hoping to run into Ratchet. Symphony clicked happily and chirped as she saw him. Prowl smiled happily as he came over. "There's my girl." he said as he took his daughter in his arms "You been good for Uncle Ratchet?"
She looked down at the floor. "Well...besides making a mess she was," Ratchet smiled.
Prowl rubbed her helm. "It's alright. If Ratchet's not mad at you, I'm not either." She looked back up at him and nuzzled into him. He smiled. "We've got to find a better way of channeling your energy."
"I know you and Jazz can find a way." Ratchet said. He waved at Symphony. "Bye now." She waved back, chirping at him. Prowl couldn't help but smile.
"Come, let's go find your father." Symphony clicked happily. 'Jazz, where are you?'
'In the Rec Room, Prowler.'
'Good, someone wants to meet you.'
'Who?'
'You'll see," smiled Prowl as he headed to the Rec Room.
'I'll be waiting, Prowler.' Symphony got scared to see all the Autobots in the room.
"It's okay, mommy's here to protect you." Prowl said. She huddled against Prowl until he spotted Jazz. She started to click happy seeing her daddy.
"Hey there, Simmie," he smiled as he came over. "Aww, what's wrong?"
"She's a bit scared of the others." Prowl said.
"Oh...that's alright. You want to come to daddy?" Symphony nodded as she raised her arms out to him. Jazz happily took her into his arms. "Missed you," he smiled as he kissed her helm. "You smell clean."
"Ratchet gave her her first bath."
"I see. Why?"
"Apparently she got very curious in Ratchet's office and made a bit of a mess."
"Awww." Symphony smiled at him. Jazz carried her over to a favorite quiet spot away from the others. "Here we go." He sat her down in his lap. Prowl sat down on the other side. Symphony looked around the room. She watched many bigger mechs talk happily among themselves, or many watched TV. "There's a lot of people here huh?" Jazz smiled. She nodded. Jazz smiled and turned on his music player. She clicked curiously at the sound. "You wanna listen to some music, Simmie?" She clicked with a nod. Jazz turned the volume up just a bit. She cooed happily. She started to bounce to the rhythm. Prowl smiled. "She's dancing already," he smile.
"And she'll sweep what ever mech that will be her mate off their peds."
"Hey...she ain't old enough to date yet. I don't want no mech's grimy digits on her."
"I know that Jazz." Prowl said "What ever mech that want to date her I'll make sure to run a very deep background check." Jazz smiled. Symphony was too into the music to know or care what her parents were talking about even though she was still too young to understand. She was too busy listening to the music to know or see Smokescreen and Bluestreak coming over. Prowl smiled at his cousins.
"Awww! Is that Symphony?"
"Yep, cute isn't she?" Prowl said with a smile.
"She's adorable."
Bluestreak couldn't help but smile. "Will she like us?" he asked.
"You'll have to see. She's busy enjoying her father's music," Prowl added with a smile.
"Can we sit with you guys?"
"Sure," smiled Jazz. The two other Dustans sat down. Jazz turned down the music. "Symphony... Symphony look. You're uncles are here." Symphony looked up at him confused before she spies the two other mechs sitting with them.
"Hi, Symphony. I'm Bluestreak. I'm your mother's cousin." Symphony clicks at him as she saw his own door wings. "Hi," he kept smiling.
"Hi, I'm Smokescreen, your mother's other cousin." Smokescreen said with his own smile. Symphony looked up at them.
"What you think little one?" Prowl asked. She just clicked up at the two. Prowl smiled.
Bluestreak reached out a hand to her. She looked at his hand for a bit before slowly reaching for it. She took it and then nuzzled against it. She clicked at him. Bluestreak smiled a huge smile. She wiggled into his lap. "What you want cutie?" Bluestreak asked. She whirred up at him happily. Bluestreak smiled at her.
"She likes you, that's good," smiled Prowl. "We'll need another babysitter."
"I would love to watch her." Bluestreak said happily.
"We don't need you right now."
` "That's okay."
"Symphony, do you like me?" She turned to Smokescreen. She clicked at him for a moment. She reached out a little hand. Smokescreen smiled as he held out his hand to her. She grasped it with a click. He smiled again and gently took her out of Bluestreak's lap and into his own. She started to cry. Smokescreen looked surprised and quickly give her back to his brother. She calmed down immediately. "She hates me..." Smokescreen said.
"Nah, I don't think she hates ya," said Jazz.
"She probably just didn't want you to take her," said Prowl.
"Oh." Symphony nuzzled against Bluestreak and then stared at Smokescreen. "I'm sorry." Smokescreen said. She clicked at him and smiled. He couldn't help but smile back. She extended a hand from Bluestreak's lap. Smokescreen then knew what to do as he just took her hand. She pulled on it and started sucking on his fingers from Bluestreak's lap.
"I bet you are pretty tasty to her, brother." Bluestreak said with a laugh.
Everyone laughed. "She's just exploring, like a human baby does," said Prowl. Jazz smiles. Prowl smiled too.