Oh. My. God. I am completely blown away with the amount of views I had in a single day. Over 400. I seriously didn't think this story would be that popular after only three chapters. Just... wow... thank you all so much, my dear readers.

So, like I said at the end of the last chapter, it starts out with Primus visiting Soulsong while she recharges. Then it's a recap of what went on after about two weeks, and then we get back to the present. There will also be another new power. It's pretty cool, and it's kind of funny, I guess. Not like the power from the last chapter... you'll see.

Now for some replies to reviews. Oooh I love reviews. I have to say it surprises me just how good they make me feel.

11guest11: No it's not weird to get excited about that. I certainly would. Frankly, your reviews have been my favorites, so far. I'm glad you like the name; it's what I'd want my name to be if I were cybertronian. Lastly, of course the 'Cons are going to botnap Song. No Transformers story is complete without the 'Cons botnapping someone, or at least trying to botnap someone. But that won't be for awhile. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Fallen Angel 1234: I also enjoy stories where Ratchet is a softie. More specifically, I like stories where he isn't a cantankerous jerk. Glad you liked Soulsong's first power. I think it's funny, too. Yeah, I do sometimes write during the wee-hours. During the week, it's really the only time I have access to the computer. Plus, I love nighttime way more than daytime. Nighttime has stars and the moon. Daytime has the stupid sun. So, yeah. Hope you like this chapter.

San child of the Wolves: Yeah, it would have been weird if Soulsong had gotten together with her creator. But if I had made Optimus her Dad, It would have made Sideswipe and Sunstreaker appear and she would have fallen for them instead. Or Bumblebee. I think you'll like this power. Enjoy!

All Spark Princess: Glad you liked the bath scene, I did, too. It was inspired by a scene from Tiny by inkdragon13 and The Little One by sakiko of soleana. LOVE those stories and I hope they update soon. Anyway, enjoy!

Legend:

"Normal Speech"

Dream/Vision/Normal Thoughts

"Bumblebee Speech/Cybertronian"

:::Bond Speech:::

Alrighty, dear readers, here's Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I found myself shrouded in darkness, again. Then suddenly I was in a forest. It seemed like the kind of forest you might find in Asia, or Asian folklore. The sky was cloudy, and there was a faint mist on the ground and in the trees. I looked around and saw no one, so I started walking through the forest. I felt so peaceful here; tranquil. One might even say mystical. I had always wanted to visit a forest like this.

"I am pleased you approve of this place." said a familiar voice from behind me. I turned around and smiled.

"Hi, Primus."

He smiled back and walked toward me, stopping by my side. "Hello, my child. I trust that you are doing well in your new life?" he said.

"Pfft, trust. You know exactly what's been going on and how I'm doing." I said, giving him a small, knowing smile.

He chuckled. "Very true. But, it is the social convention to ask, is it not?"

I looked over to the side, thinking for a moment. "Yes, I suppose it is." I conceded.

We started walking through the forest, side by side. I felt so at ease here. I looked down at myself and realized I was human again.

"Why am I human again?" I asked Primus. I wasn't freaked out or anything, just curious.

"I thought you would prefer to walk rather than crawl." he explained.

"Oh. Well, you're right about that." I agreed. I ran my hands through my many, many dark brown botticelli curls. "You know, I never knew how much I would miss my hair until I didn't have it anymore." I mused. Primus chuckled.

"So, is there any specific reason you came to visit or did you just want to hang out." I inquired.

"I contacted you so that I could tell you about your newfound teleportation ability." he said.

"Oh. Alright, do tell." I urged him to continue.

"The most significant purpose is protection. I realize you are not a warrior, and so I bestowed these abilities upon you to insure that you would be able to defend yourself." he explained. "Though, I suspect you will use these abilities more for your entertainment than your well-being." he said, raising an optic ridge at me.

"Your suspicions are accurate." I said with a small giggle. "To be honest, I was expecting more of a scientific explanation. You know, a reason explaining the... um... trigger, let's call it." I said, referring to the sneezing.

"Your creator - your father - will be able to provide you with that soon enough. Let's just say they stem from your Allspark energy."

"Well, I figured that. Hey wait, you said powers. As in plural?"

"Yes, you will have quite a few abilities."

"Cool... Will they be as weird as the first one?"

He chuckled. "No, although I thought you would enjoy that one?"

"Hey, I'm not complaining. I think it's cool." I said, putting my hands up. "It's just kind of weird. Cool-weird, but weird nonetheless."

We walked in comfortable silence for a few minutes. I looked around at the scenery.

"What is this place, anyway?" I asked him.

"There are no words to explain where we are, in human terms. Let us simply call it a dreamscape, and leave it at that, shall we?"

I stared at him for a few seconds before saying, "Alrighty, then. But, I've had plenty of dreams in my life and this is way too realistic to be a dream."

"Indeed. Now, I believe the time has come for you to awaken." he stated as we stopped walking.

"Okie-dokey. See you later?" I asked as I started to feel myself waking up.

He only nodded.

It's been about two weeks since that day. After I woke up from my nap, Ratchet gave me some more energon, then he gave me a sparkling's check-up and did a diagnostic on my neural net. His explanation for my new power was that when I sneeze - or backfire in Cyber-English terms - the Allspark energy within me causes my frame to atomize for about an astrocycle, shoot to another location, then reassemble in said location. A similar process to the ground bridge, actually.

It made sense enough. I've always believed that such powers as teleportation, telekinesis, shrinking or growing, elasticity, invisibility, etc., all led back to particles and atoms. The true power is the ability to manipulate them in such ways.

I don't believe in magic; I believe in science. The only real magic I believe in is love. Yes, I know that's incredibly cheesy, but that doesn't make it any less true.

He also discovered that I don't have to backfire in order to teleport, though he called it transwarping, which made me think of Skywarp. Anyway, he explained that in order to transwarp I just had to picture the place I wanted to go and will myself to warp there. Backfiring simply caused my power to activate involuntarily and send to some random place. The problem was, if I warped too much in a short amount of time or went too far a distance, my energy would be severely drained. My CPU would immediately force me into stasis to replenish my energy. Man, I would think as the Allspark that sort of thing wouldn't be an issue. Skywarp didn't have that problem, and he wasn't the Allspark. Why did I?

Then again, Skywarp is insane. I guess I would rather be forced into a cybertronian nap than go crazy.

Ratchet also managed to figure out just how quickly I'm aging. Since he saw my first chat with Primus when we bonded, he already knew that my growth would be accelerated. After two weeks, I've already grown to the cybertronian equivalent of a one year old. This means that each week, I age almost six months. After one month, I'll have aged almost two years. Based on this time table, Ratchet says I could reach Arcee's age in just a little over a year.

My poor Dad was worried that my whole life span may only last several earth years, but I assured him through the bond that my aging will decelerate to normal pace once I've reached the cybertronain equivalent of 24. Primus told me a few days after my second meeting with him; I don't speak with him every single time I go into power-down. Anyway, this meant I'd start aging like the average cybertronian in about a year.

I myself managed to figure out where we are in the season. While he was spending time with me one day, Bulkhead had told me about the incident with Wheeljack and Makeshift, which had only occurred a week and a half before my arrival. I figured I'd have another few weeks before the next episode when M.E.C.H. would try to get the D.N.G.S.

My dad did see the memories I had of watching the show, but I made him promise not to tell the others about what will happen in the future. He tried to protest, but I managed to convince him that things happen for a reason, and to screw up the time line could have terrible repercussions. He doesn't like it, but he has agreed to stay quiet and let things take their natural course.

I also told him about the differences between this world and the world from the show. For all I know, things will happen differently here. What I didn't tell him about were my plans to ensure things happened differently.

I've also started growing these really pretty wire things out of my helm, similar to the ones Brains had in Bayverse. Ratchet says it's the cybertronian equivalent of hair. He said it's quite rare for it to grow naturally - as opposed to what humans would consider hair extensions - but not unheard of. Each wire is only about two inches long right now, but they'll grow longer unless I will it to stop, or something like that. I kind of stopped paying attention in favor of playing with the coils.

Yes, my cybertronian hair is curly. I'm not at all surprised, but it threw my dad for a loop until I explained to him that as a human I'd had a mop of botticelli curls, although sometimes it looked more like it was crimped. Apparently, curly wires are completely unheard of. What's even more unheard of is my hair's ability to shift color based on my mood. Hee hee, I'm special.

Now, back to the present.

I can't. Take this. Bull crap. Anymore!

Right now, I was sitting on a couch with Jack and Miko. Ratchet was giving Raf lessons on cybertronian stuff, and the rest of the 'bots were out on patrol. The teenaged humans were forcing me to watch - shivers - Sesame Street. Since I was still a sparkling - or babybot, as Miko liked to call me - they wouldn't let me watch anything other than toddler programming. My inner child didn't mind too much, but to my inner teenaged girl this was absolute torture. My left optic was actually twitching, and my hair had turned a light red due to irritation. I was okay when Ernie and Bert came on, but everything else made me want to break the TV.

After fifteen minutes I was ready to crawl of this couch and punch the TV screen. But, I had always been a good girl as a human and would never allow myself to act on such impulses. So instead, I tried to will the TV to switch to something good. I stared at the screen with such an intensity my optics almost hurt. I chanted in my mind The Big Bang Theory, The Big Bang Theory, The Big Bang Theory. I did this for about a minute when all of a sudden there was static on the TV for a second, then the screen showed Penny painting he nails while listening to Leonard and Sheldon argue about the room-mate agreement.

I stared at the screen for a moment. It worked. It actually worked.

"What the?" Jack said in confusion.

"Did you bump the remote or something?" Miko asked the baffled teenaged boy.

"I don't think so." he replied, then switched it back to Sesame Street.

No...! I moaned internally, my hair turning cornflower blue from my distress. Ratchet seemed to know I wasn't being distressed by anything significant, and that was why he wasn't coming to see what was wrong. I could feel that he was actually slightly amused! Grrr...

I concentrated on the screen again, willing The Big Bang Theory to come back on and, after only thirty seconds this time, the screen went to static again before showing Leonard sitting down next to Penny.

"Dude, what's wrong with the TV?" Miko asked.

"I don't know." Jack replied. Before he could switch it back to the show that made me want to shoot myself in the processor, I grabbed the remote out of his hand and threw it over the railing to the ground below.

"Hey! Why'd you do that, Song?" Jack asked me, his tone slightly irritated.

I didn't answer since I couldn't talk yet, and just watched Leonard talk to the asian guy who used to live with Sheldon just before the theme song came on. My hair turned sky blue, since I was quite content now.

"No way. This show is way too adult for you." Jack stated. He walked up to the TV and changed the channel manually. I switched it back - this time in only fifteen seconds - and he changed it back, again. This went on for three minutes before I finally willed the channel switching button on the TV to short circuit.

"Gah!" Jack yelped as he jumped back from the smoking box. The channel was currently stuck on The Big Bang Theory, and it would stay that way until I thought otherwise.

I giggled triumphantly, and relaxed in my spot on the couch as the commercials ended and the screen showed Leonard painting Penny's toenails.

They both turned away from the TV to look at me. They both wore bewildered expressions. I think they finally managed to put two and two together.

"Soulsong...?" Miko addressed me. I turned my gaze to her. "Did you... Did you do all that? With the TV just now?" she asked slowly. I nodded with a prideful smile.

Jack spoke next. "But... how?" he asked. He was so confused and bewildered his forehead was all scrunched up and his eyes were super wide.

In answer, I brought my servo up to point at my helm.

"With... With your brain?" Jack asked. I nodded again. Then I brought the same digit to my mouth and made a shushing sound before directing my focus to Leonard meeting Sheldon for the first time.

Miko and Jack both kept shifting their gazes from me, to the screen, to each other. This went on for about ten seconds before Miko just shrugged and relaxed into the couch to watch the show with me. Jack looked from us to the screen again before leaving the platform. I only wondered where he was going for two seconds before just enjoying the show.

Five minutes later, Jack came back and sat on the couch. I heard large foot steps from behind me.

"Soulsong?" said a voice I recognized to be Ratchet's. I shifted so that I was on my knees facing the back of the couch so I could see him.

"Did you manipulate the television set?" he asked with an optic ridge raised.

I nodded at him. :::I did. I couldn't take Sesame Street anymore, it was making my optics burn:::

:::Yes, but... How?::: Ratchet asked through the bond. He sounded just like Jack had a few minutes ago.

:::With my mind::: I replied like it was no big deal.

:::With your mind?::: He repeated, making sure he heard right, I guess.

:::Yup. Does that surprise you?::: I asked, even though I was well aware of the answer.

:::Of course it does!::: He exclaimed. His optic ridges furrowed a little, like he couldn't understand why I had bothered to ask.

:::Why? Primus said I'd have a bunch of special powers. I told you that, didn't I?:::

He seemed to take this into consideration, then mentally sighed. :::Yes, yes you did:::

"Um..." Miko spoke up, bringing our attention to her. "Why are you guys just staring at each other?"

Ratchet answered. "We're speaking through our paternal bond."

Miko's jaw dropped. "You can read each other's minds?" she shouted.

Ratchet rolled his optics. "Yes, I suppose to a human that would be beyond comprehension." he said, a not-so-small small hint of condescension in his tone.

I gave him a stern, reprimanding look. :::Be nice::: I scolded him. He just stared at me with a disbelieving look. I guess sparklings don't tend to scold their creators, or adults in general.

Miko didn't seem to notice our mental exchange. "That is the coolest thing ever!" she screeched.

"Cooler than technokinesis and teleportation?" Jack asked, his voice laced with amusement.

Miko considered this for a moment. "No, but it's still cool." she said.

At that moment, the other 'bots rolled into the base. A second later they transformed to bipedal mode and greeted us.

"Hey Bulk!" Miko greeted her guardian. "You'll never believe what just happened! Show him, Song!"

"Show me wha-AHH!" Bulkhead yelped as he crashed to the floor. I squealed and clapped my hands in delight.

"Bulkhead!" Arcee exclaimed as she went to help him.

"What happened?" Bumblebee asked as he followed Arcee's lead along with Optimus.

Bulkhead groaned. "I don't know. My legs just quit on me for no reason."

Ratchet shot me a reprimanding glare. "Soulsong!"

I stopped clapping to look at him. I put my hands up in a 'what' gesture.

:::What?::: I asked through the bond, my voice almost sounding like a whine.

"Why did you do that?" He demanded.

:::Miko said to show him what I can do:::

"You could have injured him!" he scolded.

My optics widened in realization before I hung my head shamefully.

"Hold on, are you saying Soulsong did that?" Arcee asked Optimus and Bee helped Bulkhead to a stand.

Ratchet sighed in exasperation. "Yes, it seems she has what humans call technokinesis, the ability to manipulate machines, and apparently, autonomous robotic organisms. Courtesy of her Allspark energy, I suppose." he said.

All eyes and optics were on me, now. I looked over to Bulkhead with an apologetic expression, since I still couldn't speak properly.

Said mech got the message. "It's alright, kid. Could you just... uh... reactivate my legs?" he asked.

I nodded, and a few seconds later Bulkhead could stand on his own. "Thanks." he said. I nodded with a smile. I then looked to my Dad. :::Am I in trouble?::: I asked.

Ratchet sighed lightly, the reprimanding look vanishing. :::No, but if you pull a stunt like that again, you will be:::

I nodded, and made the gesture indicating that I wanted him to pick me up. He obliged with a small smile, cradling me in the nook of his right arm.

It wasn't until I was comfortable in his hold, listening to his spark beat in his chassis, that I realized that I was very tired. Using my powers that much must have put a serious drain on me. I was so tired and relaxed, my hair shifted to an ocean blue.

Ratchet chuckled quietly. "I think someone needs a nap." he cooed, seemingly unaware of the bewildered stares he was receiving. I slipped into power-down before I could even think to protest.

A few hours later, I woke to find myself in my sparkling crib. Ratchet must have put me here after I fell asleep. I mused to myself.

I then decided to let my inner child take over for a little while and proceeded to entertain myself with the toys occupying the cozy space. The kids had donated some of their old toys for me. I decided to busy myself with a sock monkey Jack had given me, whom I had named Kevin.

About ten minutes later, Kevin was arguing with Emily - a stuffed bunny Miko had given me - when Ratchet came in.

"Hello, little one. Did you have a satisfying power-down?" He asked.

I nodded, not bothering to look up at him. I could feel his amusement through the bond, as he was no doubt listening in on the argument Kevin and Emily were having.

"Would you prefer to remain here or would you rather play with Bumblebee and Rafael? They are requesting your presence." he informed me.

I immediately put the stuffed animals down and reached out for Ratchet. He chuckled and picked me up. I sat in the palm of his hand and leaned my head on his chest plates as he carried me out of our quarters.

A minute later we were in the main hanger, where Raf sat on his guardian's shoulder. When they spotted us they both lit up like christmas trees. Each of the 'bots and their charges had spent some quality time with me over the last week. Even Optimus had spent a few afternoons with me.

"Hi, Soulsong." Raf waved at me. I waved back.

"Hey, little sweetspark. Have a nice nap?" Bee greeted. I giggled, as I always did when he called me sweetspark.

When we reached them, Ratchet passed me on to Bumblebee. "Stay out of trouble." he said.

"Since when do Bee and I cause trouble?" Raf asked, slightly confused.

"It wasn't the two of you I was referring to." He clarified, shooting me a pointed looked. I smirked childishly and averted my gaze from his. Usually I do stay out of trouble, but once in a while I simply cannot resist the urge to use my powers for my own amusement. What can I say? I can't stand being bored.

The next twenty minutes were spent with Bumblebee and Raf sitting indian style on the hangar floor, playing various baby games with me, both human and cybertronian. We had been playing peek-a-boo when Jack and Arcee came riding into the hangar. Jack climbed off and started walking over to us as Arcee transformed and followed him.

"Hey, guys." Jack greeted.

"Hi." Rafael and Bee both greeted. I just waved at the newcomers.

"Hey Song, what'cha doing." the dark-haired boy asked me, kneeling down on one knee. To answer his question, I covered my optics with my servos and took them away.

Apparently, Jack didn't know what this meant, so he shot a questioning glance at Raf.

"We're playing peek-a-boo." the smaller boy supplied.

"Peek-a-what?" Arcee questioned.

"It's a popular baby game here on Earth." Jack explained.

Bumblebee then proceeded to demonstrate. He covered his optics with his servos, then took them away beeping "Peek-a-boo!" I squealed and clapped my hands.

Honestly, I don't know why I get such a kick out of this. But, my inner child thinks this is a scream, and it makes Bee so happy when I react the way I do. So, I just go with it.

Bumblebee looked up and saw Arcee had a bewildered expression.

"I know, it's weird. But, she loves it and... well that's about it." he beeped, Raf translating for Jack.

"Alright, I guess." Arcee relented before thinking of something. "Oh, hey! I know something she'll love."

Arcee knelt down on one knee like Jack had and I turned myself to face her. She then took her index digit, brought it close to my face, and started waving it around. I couldn't keep my optics from following it, and when I tried to grab it she stuck it into my neck plating.

Turns out cybertronains are just as sensitive in that area as humans, because her touch caused hysterical laughter to bubble up. Her digit retreated and she proceeded to move it around close to my face again. I tried to grab it before she could tickle me again, but failed miserably, so to speak.

After a about thirty seconds of this taunting, the 'bots and humans started laughing, too. I tried so hard to get that digit, but I failed every single time. It went on for about five minutes before an alarm went off.

"Proximity sensor?" Raf questioned.

"Scrap, hide Soulsong!" Arcee ordered Bumblebee.

"What? Why?" Jack asked.

"Remember when Fowler found out about you three? Do you really want to find out how he'll react to us raising a sparkling in a secret military base?" Arcee said.

"She's probably right." Raf said. "I mean, human babies aren't allowed on regular military bases either, right?"

I did not approve of this plan. I really liked Agent Fowler on the show, and I wanted to meet him now. So, while everyone was arguing about what to do with me, I crawled away, up the steps, and hid behind the couch.

"Alright, now Bumblebee, you take Soul- where did she go?!" Arcee exclaimed in panic.

"Oh, scrap! She was here just a second ago!" Bumblebee exclaimed, also in panic.

No one had a chance to look for me, however, because the elevator doors opened to reveal the black man wearing his standard suit and tie. A moment later, Optimus walked out of the corridor.

"Greetings, Agent Fowler."

"Afternoon, Prime. I just stopped by to ask if you 'bots knew anything about the meteorite that landed in Arizona about two weeks ago. My superiors inform me that what ever it was that landed disappeared before any of our boys could get to it. You wouldn't happen to-"

He was cut off by my tugging on his pant leg. I had crawled over to the man as he had been speaking.

"What in the-" he paused when he looked down and saw me. I smiled and waved at him.

"Um... Prime?" he asked, clearly at a loss for what to say or even do.

"Scrap." I heard Arcee mutter when she saw me.

Optimus cleared his intakes. "Special Agent Fowler, allow me to introduce the newest addition to Team Prime. This is Soulsong." he introduced.

He looked down at me again, and I grinned at him.

"Is she... Is she like a baby-bot or something?" Agent Fowler asked. I smiled inwardly that he managed to figure out I'm a girl.

"She is a sparkling, the cybertronian equivalent to a human infant." Optimus explained.

"Ok... so who's the happy couple." Fowler asked slowly, one eyebrow arched.

"If you are asking who is responsible for her conception, the answer would be Primus himself. Ratchet has taken the role of her mech creator, or in human terms, father." He explained.

"Ok, wait. Are you saying you 'bots are raising the robo-Jesus?" Fowler asked.

"Um... I guess you could say that, but I don't think it would be very accurate." Raf said, who Bumblebee had placed near us on the platform.

"Rafael is correct. I have learned about some of this world's customs, including the religion of Christianity. I don't believe it would be fitting to compare her to your Jesus, or anything else of this planet." Optimus said.

"Alright, well would you mind explaining it to me, then?" Fowler said.

"Not at all. Rafael, would you please take Soulsong to the recreational area?" Optimus said.

"Sure, Optimus." The boy said before turning to me. "You wanna watch Incredible Crew?" he asked. I nodded my head vigorously and followed him to the couch, turning back to wave at Agent Fowler, who waved back slightly with a minute smile and an arched eyebrow. Bumblebee moved to stand behind us as Shameik started to annoy some chick on a plane.

Hope you liked it

Btw, I won't be updating for a little while because I've been learning how to drive and I have GOT to catch up on my summer homework.

Stupid summer homework -_-

Anyway, just be patient, dear readers, this story is going to be a long one.

And for those of you waiting for OptimusxSoulsong, that won't be coming a while, but there will be hints about it, so just keep a look out for those.

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