Static

Chapter Four

As the two mech made their way to the control room, cries of disbelief, amazement and Sparkling laughter caught their audio receptors, ending Optimus Prime into a sea of questions and possible conversations. When the mechs entered the room, Optimus was presented with a crowd f Autobots laughing and gasping in awe as the Sparkling played with some data pads on the floor. However they weren't some random pads, every one of the pads would fill with static every time the Sparkling laid even a finger on it!

"Wheeljack, what in the Pit is going on here?" queried Prime.

"Well, she was just 'drawing' a picture of you, Ironhide and Ratchet when she wanted to sit of Ratch's lap. So he picked her up, she went to sleep and when she woke up Ratchet was working on a data pad," Wheeljack paused and vented before continuing, "she wanted to draw again so Ratchet handed her another data pad but as soon as she touched it… it filled with static." Finished Wheeljack. Soon after he finished, a sudden rise in voices caught the bots' attention. It was the Sparkling drawing attention to her as she made a mad dash to Teletraan 1's open circuitry.

Everyone made a run for the Sparkling but only one mech made it to her in time, Ironhide. " Gotcha! Ya li'l bundle o' mischief!" said Ironhide in triumph.

"Uh, Wheeljack," said Prime

"Yes?"

"What was that thing you wanted me for?" all he received was a momentarily blank faceplate.

"Wha -? Oh yeah!" remembered the mad inventor, "well, I ran a DNA test on the Sparkling and it only came up with one match," Wheeljack paused, "you sir."

"What? I don't understand," spluttered Optimus, "how?"

"Well, technically –"

"Wheeljack," Optimus interrupted, "I don't want 'technically', I just want a straightforward answer."

"Yes sir. Well when I did the test, I compared her DNA to yours and it had a similar structure. You both have the same creators."

"That'll explain why you both look similar to each other." Contributed Ratchet. He had come over after Ironhide had caught and dumped the Sparkling with Ratchet; the Sparkling squirming again in her carrier's arms.

"So what are we going to call her?" asked Ironhide. An idea was slowly forming in Optimus Prime's processor and a small smile hid behind his mask.

"We'll call her…Static."