Okay. REAL quick. This is before my charries join the 'Bots and/or 'Cons. This is when they're still with Vector Prime and Safegaurd. They're around four in this story and Omega's trying to learn to fly.

Title: Fish Gotta Swim, Hunters Have to Hunt, and Jet's Have to Fly

Challenge Set: 3

Challenge: Fly

Rating: G

Word Count: Um...not sure...1,300 something...

Pairings: None

Time frame: They're in a place outside of time...does that help? O.o

Summery: Omegafighter's trying to fly...but all he can do is fall. Will he finally be able to fly?

"C'mon, bro!" A young, not even five years of age yet, pick up truck sparkling yelled up to Omega, her twin brother who was looking down from the highest limb on the highest tree in the forest, as she crossed her arms. "You can do it! Jump!"

"I dunno..." Omega, a black jet sparkling and younger of the twins, said, looking down at the ground. He swallowed audibly and started to back away from the edge of the tree limb. Once he was safe and hugging the trunk, he said, "It's awfully high, Al..."

"Don't be a wimp, O! C'mon an' jump! Yer gonna have t' learn t' fly one of these days! Just jump 'n' let yer instincts take over! Ya c'n do it!" Alpha smiled up at her brother.

"What happened t' your accent, sis?!" Omega yelled down at his sister, still hugging the huge tree's trunk.

Alpha thought about it, but then shrugged. "I ain't got a single clue." She said, and then sighed. "Now jump! Before I climb up there an' make ya!"

Omegafighter, who had a tiny fear of heights, whimpered softly, but let go of the tree. He ran off the limb, squeezing his optics tightly behind his visor, and then fell through the air, praying and hoping that his wings would do their job. However, they weren't quite ready to fly yet and he fell...all the way to the hard forest floor. Once he had pushed himself up so he was sitting on his knees, Alpha saw that her brother's red visor had fallen off and the jet was closing his optics tightly, to avoid looking anyone in the optic. His sister ran over to him and kneeled down next to him as he reached for his visor blindly.

"Here." Alpha slid a spare visor on his face for him and then grabbed his broken one. "Wow...that's another one down da drain." She sighed and then helped him up before shaking her head. "Ya didn't do it right, bro." She said, stating the obvious. "Ya didn't fly worth a, pardon da pun, flyin' flip."

"No. Seriously." Omega said, adjusting his visor, "What's up with the accent?" He asked before looking at his sister. "I thought we already went through that 'pick your accent and stick with it' phase."

Alpha deadpanned and then wapped his head. Hard. "Shut up an' focus, bro! I wanna see you fly! Now fly!" She scolded her younger brother, but there was love behind her voice and emerald optics.

"Yeah? Well I'm trying my hardest, sis! I jus' can't get it!" The black sparkling sighed, "I need a new alt mode. Maybe a car...or an animal. Things come naturally for them."

"No you don't need a new alt mode even if you could get a new one! You need t' try harder!"

"I've got an idea. You get up there and jump and crash and I'll scold you like a mother would a naughty child!" Omega snapped at his big sister, growling slightly.

"Nope. That would be a complete waste of our free time...which we don't have much of." Alpha smirked, putting her hands on her hips.

It was Omega's turn to deadpan. He looked at his sister and then tried to wap her, but the femme dodged and the jet fell flat on his face. "OW." He grunted, pushing himself back up. "That one HURT."

Alpha laughed out loud as she helped her little brother to his feet. She pointed up to the top limb and then smiled, emerald optics shining brightly. "Go. Now. 'Fore I kick yer butt all the way to Cybertron, bro." She smiled, patting her brother's back.

Omega pouted, but trotted over to the tree limb and climbed up to the topmost limb. Looking down, he saw a par of small, red optics peeking out from the dark shadow of a nearby brush. He growled, sighing slightly, and yelled, "Safegaurd! I see you!"

The mini-con scrambled out of his hiding spot and over to Alpha's side, snickering slightly. He beeped out something in his mini-con language that translated, in Cybertronian, to, "That's the third time he's fallen in less then ten cycles!" Safegaurd laughed, but shut up when Alpha wacked him on the head, being a good big sister.

However, that didn't stop the femme from giggling and Omega growling. "Watch it, 'Gaurd!" Omega yelled, glaring down at him. "Or I'll kick your aft back to Earth!" He challenged his master's mini-con, shaking his fist. Rage built up in his optics. He hated being made fun of. It wasn't something that was fun for the jet, or anyone else for that matter, at all. He glared at him and then clenched his jaw when the mini-con commented again.

"Yeah. That coming from a jet that can't fly." Safegaurd chuckled out in mini-con beeps and wurrs.

"Okay! That's IT!" Omega ran off the limb and opened his wings. He swallowed, hoping even stronger that he would fly.

Alpha and Safegaurd's heads followed the sparkling glide for a moment...and then fall. The two winced and ran over to Omega, "You okay?" They asked, picking him up.

"Yeah. Just peachy...considering I fell from a huge tree!" Omega yelled, dusting himself and his wings off.

Alpha flinched. "Don't yell, jeez. We were just wondering...after all, it looked like it hurt."

"Gee...maybe because IT DID!!" Omega growled.

"Make that the forth time he's fallen." Safegaurd sighed, giggling slightly. He dodged a swing from a pissed Omega. "Ha-ha! Missed!"

"Why you-"

"Childern!" The twins sparklings, and Safegaurd, turned. They saw Vector Prime waiting outside the forest's edge. "Time for more lessons." He said, turning from them. He walked away from the three and towards the abandoned Autobot base he, the sparklings, and Safegaurd shared.

"Wait up!" Safegaurd beeped, running after his partner. He left the two sparklings behind as he flew up and landed on the keeper of time's shoulder.

"Master!" Alpha yelled, trotting to catch up with her master, "Wait for us!"

"Wait!" Omega yelled, watching them run away, "I'm...trying to fly..." He trailed off and sighed.

Looking up, Omega saw the tree limb and his optics narrowed behind his visor again. He scrambled to the top and looked down once he was up there. He whimpered, but then braved up, reminding himself that, as the balance guardian of air, he had to learn to fly. The jet adjusted his visor and took a deep breath, opening and moving his wings so that they would catch and maneuver the air. He narrowed his optics for a third time and then crouched down...before running off the tree limb.

As soon as he had hit the air, Omega knew that he had done it right. He flew up and laughed, loving the feeling of freedom that he felt instantly after his first couple seconds of flight. He did a back flip, almost crashing, and panted upon steadying himself. The younger of the twins reminded himself to walk before he could run and then closed his optics for only a second, but, when he did, he felt so many things; freedom, completeness, but the best feeling was the wind caressing his wings as he flew. The sparkling laughed and landed.

"I've gotta tell master!" Omega beamed, completely happy and fully proud of himself for finally flying. With that, the jet ran off towards his master and sister to tell them the good news.

A pair of green optics watched him run off and then Alpha stepped out of her hiding spot. She smiled upon sensing the proud feelings that rushed through her little brother and then whispered, "I knew you could do it, bro. I'm so proud of you. You finally learned to fly." With that, she trotted after her brother.

Okay. Here's the thing. Alpha can create copies of herself and that was the one that followed Vector Prime and Safeguard. The real one hid and watched her brother fly. See? Good. Now. Ya read. Review. Now.