Challenge Set: 74

Challenge: Kids

Rating: G

Word Count: Seriously, I have no idea

Pairings: None

time frame: G1

summary: Kit's on the run from Prowl and Alpha, can the latter get to her before Prowl does?

"Get back here, slaggit!! Kit, stop it!" A female voice yelled as Kit, a young white Siberian Tiger sparkling, ran into the rec. room, laughing her striped tail off. Just as she dived and hid behind one of the mechs, Alpha ran in, splats of different colored paint all over her. "Where is she?" She glared at everyone.

"Hey, Al, who ya lookin' for?" Beachcomber asked, smiling over at her from where he was sipping a cube of energon. Behind his visor, he spotted Kit and gave her an unseen wink.

"Kit! Who else?" She huffed, crossing her arms, "And I want to know where she is now 'cause, if I don't get her now, Prowl'll get her later. And we all know what'll happen when he does…"

From where she was hidden behind Jazz, Kit stiffened. She looked herself over and winced when she saw the evidence splattered all over her. She 'eeped' softly and transformed into beast mode, trying frantically to lick the different colored paint blotches off of her usually pure-white-with-black-stripes fur. Oh man! She thought, If Prowl catches me, and I still have the evidence all over me…I'm in deep slag!

She peeked out and saw Alpha now had her hands on her hips and was glaring at the Lambo Twins, who had just strolled into the room with an air around them as if they had defeated Megatron by themselves. Alpha sighed, "Where's my daughter, you two?" She asked, narrowing her optics.

"My dear Alpha," Sunstreaker said in a snooty voice with a mock-polite tone, "What makes you think we have anything to do with where your daughter is? We haven't seen her since the day before yesterday. I swear it."

"Uh-uh." Alpha cocked an optic ridge.

"Alpha," Sideswipe said in the same tone of voice, "I shall vouch for my brother's statement. After all, young Kittar has not shown herself to us for a day and a half."

Alpha walked over and grabbed one headfin and one helmet horn, "Listen to me, you two spawns of Unicron. I want to know where my daughter is and I want to know where she is now, or I swear you two shall wake up one day in the wrong bodies. Trust me," she added darkly, "I can do it."

Kit went wide-eyed from where she was under the table. She felt Jazz scratch her ears reassuringly and leaned into his touch a bit like a real kitten would. Her mother wasn't that mad at her? Or was she? What if she wanted to know where she was so she could punish her for getting her when she got in the way of the 'paintball brigade' when she was aiming at Prowl? Eep! The kitten skittered back a bit so she was between Jazz's feet.

Sunstreaker and Sideswipe looked at each other and then at Alpha. "We truly don't know where the young kitten is, Alpha." Sunstreaker said, voice still in that mocking tone. "But we shall be more than happy to help you search for her."

"I concur with my brother." Sideswipe agreed.

An anime vein was practically visible on the side of Alpha's helmet as she tightened her grip on the two. "Now you listen to me. I know you two had something to do with Kit and Snarl rampaging down the hallway, firing after Gears, Cliffjumper and Prowl with that paintball gun, it's got your handwriting all over it, and I'm pretty sure you know where Kit would go hide. Now, tell me!"

Both gave each other nervous looks when they felt her grip tighten. They knew that if there was one person you never messed with, it was Alpha when she was looking for or worried about her daughter. "Alright! Look!" Sunstreaker's voice was normal, "We don't know where she is, but we did have something to do with the paintball brigade!"

"I knew it!"

"Ow! Ow, ow, ow! Let go!" Both yelled; Alpha did as she was begged and glared at both.

"Now…help me find my daughter." Alpha said pleasantly, but there was a hidden threat behind her voice. If they didn't help her find her daughter, she would personally rearrange their insides while they were recharging.

"Of course!" Sideswipe agreed, running out. Sunstreaker rubbed his headfin and followed his brother, but he walked out instead of running.

Alpha sighed, "You two idiots…she's in here…" She mumbled after the twins, but then decided she would do better looking by herself. At least then she would know where had been searched and where hadn't. "Kit, get out here." She grumbled, looking around. The femme sighed and ran her hand down her face. "I'm giving you until five, Kit. Five, four, three…two…one." She closed her optics until she was done counting, then opened them.

Jazz snickered and Alpha glanced at him. He pointed to the doors, "She ran, like…four secs ago, Al." He grinned; Beachcomber chuckled from where he was sitting.

"I've never seen the kitten run so fast." He said simply, giving her a smile.

Alpha groaned and buried her face in her hands as she walked off, heading towards her room. "I give up." She muttered, "Prowl'll catch her and then she'll be in trouble…woo…"

After the femme had cleaned the paint off of her in the wash racks, she headed back to her room. There, she found Kit sleeping on her berth, curled up around her stuffed toy so she looked like a big fluff ball. Alpha shook her head and picked her daughter. She sat down on the edge of the berth and rocked the sparkling, who had stirred slightly upon being picked up. "Kids." She said, smiling down at her daughter.

"Ding-Ding. Ding-Ding." The door chime rang and Alpha mentally groaned. She stood up slowly, so as to not wake Kit up, and walked over to the door. When she opened it, a very tired and multi-colored Prowl was standing in her doorway, "Prowl!" She blinked, then lowered her voice. "…You're still…painted…"

"The paint is quick drying and very hard to get off." Prowl deadpanned, then noticed Kit. He pointed to her, "She did this."

"I know."

"You know…and you did nothing?" He sounded shocked. Alpha knew her kid had something to do with the attack of paintballs he had suffered and didn't do anything about it!

"I tried. But she was too fast for me, Prowl." Alpha smiled and then started to shut the door, "And what would you have me do? After all, she's just a kid." The door shut.

And kids will be kids. She thought, walking back over towards her berth.

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