Just a quick announcement before the start of this rather short chapter! In order to chose whether or not Mirage should stay as a Sparkling and grow up again, I have posted a poll in my profile. Also, try out One Thing Left by Autobot Axann! This story is now dedicated to her for allowing me to use Axann, E.R., and Reviver for this story. Thank you Autobot Axann!

Now, the chapter starts!

Sparklings 1: Mirage

Chapter Five: Reinforcements

The ship landed not too far from the base. When they had landed, Optimus filled the entire crew in on the situation. Shortly after hearing the story, rest assured, Axann had grabbed E.R. by the neck brace, and dragged him through three hallways to Prowl and Jazz's room, where she knocked on the door.

"I'm still surprised you know your way around here, Axann," E.R. stated, as he looked around curiously. "I'm already lost... and I grew up here."

"Yeah? Well, so did I!" Axann argued.

Prowl answered the door. Instantly, his optics widened. "What are...?"

"We've come to see my former baby-sitter?" Axann stated, half as a question.

Prowl let them in.

E.R. instantly crouched down to the sparkling's level. Currently, Mirage had been playing a game on the floor with some of Axann's old toys. She curiously watched him try to figure out a puzzle.

"Do you understand what happened?" E.R. asked, as Mirage showed him a piece of the puzzle.

Jazz walked in then. "Yeah... slightly. Starscream had a new toy, fired it, Mirage got in the way, and by some stroke of luck, there had been a malfunction to begin with."

Axann snorted. "Makes you wonder who wired the thing."

Prowl snarled. "Yeah, but the problem is, is that this could be a permanent damage, and Mirage would basically have to grow up and learn everything all over again."

"Second chance," E.R. offered.

"Basically."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Axann asked, cocking her bumpy head to the right. "I mean, this gives the entire Ark crew to teach Mirage things they would have liked him knowing. No one really liked him, right?"

Jazz sighed. "Yeah... but I did! Hound and I were close friends with Mirage. And, that wouldn't be fair, doing that to him." He looked at the innocent little sparkling trying to coax E.R. into doing his frustrating puzzle for him.

E.R. looked down when a puzzle piece hit his head. "Okay, fine, I'll help you!" He knelt down as he picked up the piece, and put it in its spot. "It goes there, 'Raj."

Prowl looked at his daughter. "We still don't know how long he's going to be like this. It's frustrating Ratchet to see him like this."

Axann sighed. "I can only imagine. Ratchet was his family doctor, right? And after that... incident... Ratchet became his guardian."

"Right," Prowl acknowledged. He then smirked. "You're really you're mother's daughter, alright. She'd be happy to see you now."

Axann sadly smiled. "Hey... I thought I was a 'danger to society' as a sparkling. I think I liked that one best."

E.R. snorted as he helped Mirage with his puzzle. "That's an understatement, Axann. You were practically a danger to Megatron himself."

At this, Axann laughed.

- - - -

Starscream sighed. He picked up the feather duster, and cleaned off Megatron's desk. His attempt at the photon cannon had failed again. Now, there was a huge gaping hole on the side of the command centre that the casseticons were working on.

His punishment this time? Dusting the furniture in all 346 rooms of the base.

"Primus..." Starscream grumbled. "What do we need 346 rooms for anyway? It's not like we have THAT many rooms, right...?"

He blinked. Twice. He looked around the room awkwardly. "Okay, now I KNOW I'm being watched by someone."

- - - -

Axann and E.R., after meeting up with Prowl and Jazz about Mirage, were now following the three to Ratchet's med bay. Axann sighed, bored.

"So... why are we heading to the med bay, Dad?" she asked.

"Because. I really want to know how long I have to deal with this," Prowl answered, looking at the babbling Sparkling in Jazz's arms.

E.R. chuckled. "But Prowl... it is like you said... you're dealing with a much better behaved sparkling than the first time. Do you really want to just toss this chance away because you're now an old mech?"

Jazz laughed. "You know, Prowler, he's got a point!"

Prowl just grumbled under his breath.

- - - -

Ratchet sighed as he watched Prowl, Jazz, Mirage, Axann and E.R. enter the room. He did not want to see E.R. right now. They had issues with each other. BIG ones. One of which, was named Reviver.

When E.R. saw Ratchet, he nearly walked out. He could have permanently if Axann hadn't grabbed the back windshield that resembled a human collar around his neck.

"You're going nowhere, Medic," she growled. "We've already arrested Uller, and we have no more missions. We came here to help with Mirage!"

E.R. sighed. "You can't be serious! Unlike you, I have issues with my father!"