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Title: Being a Family - Living Happily Ever After
Fandom: Transformers; starts shortly before the third movie in a different timeline
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Hasbro. The story in itself though is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, humor, threesome, mpreg, xeno, AU, anal, impregnation, explicit intercourse
Main Pairing: Hide x Will x Sam
Side Pairings: Ron x Judy, Leo x Mikaela, Bee x Sam (one-sided), Will x Sarah (past), Sam x Mikaela (past), Bee x Annabelle (hinted), Robert x Monique (mentioned)
Human Characters: Robert Epps, William Lennox, Samuel James Witwicky, Annabelle Lennox, Ronald Witwicky, Judith Witwicky, Leo Spitz, Mikaela Banes, Seymour Simmons
Own Characters: Robert Stardust Lennox, Mikaela Silvermist Lennox
Autobot Characters:Bumblebee, Ironhide, Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Sentinel Prime
Summary: Little six-years-old Annabelle noticed something weird and she didn't like it so she took the matters in her own little hands and made it work, rebuilding her little family.
Being a Family
5. Living Happily Ever After
~ Ten Years Later ~
"Mommy! Mommy, Bobby pulled my hair again!", complained a ten-years-old girl.
She had brown hair, braided into two pig-tails, her eyes shimmered watery. Next to her stood a boy, the same bright-blue eyes and brown mop of hair as the little girl.
"Not true! Mikki stole my car again. She started!", huffed the boy.
"Robert Stardust Lennox, what did I tell you about mocking your sister?", scolded Sam.
He stood in the kitchen, turning around so he could see the twins in the living room. His son grumbled something underneath his breath, showing his sister his tongue.
"Bobby. Either you didn't do anything, or she started it. You need to decide on one of them", interjected Hide with a smirk.
The holo-form entered the house, Will at his side and Epps right behind them. Sam turned to them and his scowl deepened. The brunette swung his spoon warningly.
"Don't teach our kids how to lie! You're really terrible, Ironhide!"
"He said Ironhide. He only says Ironhide when you'll have to sleep on the couch", commented Will smugly and picked his daughter up. "Hey there, Mikki."
"Daddy!", smiled the girl and hugged her father tightly.
"Poppa, Mikki stole my car again", said Bobby in a whining voice.
Ironhide knelt down and patted the little boy's head.
"Go outside and play, you don't need toy cars for that", sighed the mech with a roll of his eyes.
Two pair of bright blue eyes lightened up and they ran past the adults, transforming into their alt-modes even before they were out of the door, Mikki into a pink motored Bobby-car and Bobby into a blue one. Sam waved his spoon at them.
"No transforming inside the house! How often do I have to say that? Imagine your father would do that inside the house! We would have had a living room for the longest of times!"
But they were already too far gone to hear him. Sam sighed and closed his eyes. His mates entered the kitchen, kissing the younger one hello while Epps sat down at the small kitchen table.
"How's it going, Sam?", asked the black-skinned man.
"Bobby picks way too much of your scheming up, Robert! Last child I named after you, I swear!"
"Oh, but little Mikaela is any better?", chuckled Epps good amused.
"Don't mention it. I wish she would be more like her name-sake. She's a diva. I don't know where she got that, but she's a totally spoiled little brat", grunted Sam, working at the hearth.
"Your parents", came the unison reply by both his mates.
"Suppose you're right", agreed the former Witwicky.
"There anything we could help with?", asked Will curiously, lifting a kettle, but receiving a hit from the wooden spoon in his mate's hand. "Ow!"
"You just want to try how it tastes. And then you'll spoil your appetite!", scolded Sam. "Hush, sit down. Robert knows he shouldn't interfere with my cooking. You two should know better!"
"I just mean... You shouldn't stress yourself so much in your condition", defended general Lennox himself, rubbing his hand in slight pain.
"Don't you 'condition' me! Been there, done that, lived on. Shesh, I'm putting up with the twin spawns from pit everyday and try to mend the chaos they create and you want to help me with the simplest task of the day? You try being pregnant and hold those two balls of energy at bay for one day, I really want to see that! And cleaning their chaos and trying to help Leo with Kaela's hormone-induced anger-fits! I really want to see that!"
"Thank the Primes that you never have a hormone-induced anger-fit", chuckled Hide.
His chuckling died down as he was faced with a very angry looking Sam.
"You are so sleeping on the couch tonight, Ironhide!", stated the brunette, huffing in rage.
The anger stopped abruptly, vanishing in a split second from his face, just to be replaced by a look of shock and pain. A strangled cry escaped his lips and he slid down onto the floor, both hands grabbing his round stomach. His mates were at his side in an instant.
"Sam? What's wrong? Sammy? Talk to us!", asked Will frantically.
"I... Ouch... I'm alright... Don't throw a fuss, Will. I'm... perfectly fine...", gritted Sam out between clenched teeth, trying in vain to stand up.
"We're not throwing a fuss, Samuel! You are laying down on the couch, right now! And don't you dare move as much as a single finger!", chided Hide, lifting the human and carrying him into the living room. "Stop your useless protesting. You're overpowered. You will rest. Rest willingly or I'm going to call your mother and you may try putting a fight up against her!"
Sam stilled and sighed in defeat, laying down on the cushions Will had laid out all over the sofa, sitting down himself and pulling the younger male's head onto his lap.
"But I need to finish dinner! It's the first Sunday of the month, it's family dinner!", protested Sam weakly, leaning into the soft touch of Will's fingers.
"Already at it, Sam!", called Epps from the kitchen.
"And the chaos the twins caused in our bedroom and in their room and in Annabelle's room! And, oh good Primus, the bathroom!", groaned the brunette, pressing his eyes closed tightly.
"Consider it done, love", smiled Hide and stroke his mate's cheek before heading upstairs.
"Don't forget the dessert, Robert! Vanilla pudding! It's important, because Leo said that Mikaela had barely eaten anything without vanilla in it! So it's for her to put over the lasagna!"
"Too much information, but I'd gladly obey", grinned the dark-skinned major.
"You better do, or else Kaela will rip your head off! If you think I throw bitch-fits, you'll start praying to every Prime and god you know once she gets started", huffed Sam.
"He's right, you know?", agreed Will with a grin.
"Good lord, why am I doing this to myself? Spending my Sunday with two preggos!"
"Because you love us and we are your family", chimed the brunette. "And you try to bribe Leo into calling their son Robert, too. That would be way too confusing, though. Ain't it enough that you are the name-sake of our firstborn son?"
"It is, it is. And I'm just doing that with Leo to annoy Mikaela and get the boy into trouble. Repay for the disaster he put us through in Chicago all these years back", grinned Epps.
"Oh good Primus! What on Earth happened here?", cried Hide out.
Will looked up, confused, before staring at his young mate questioningly.
"Someone, namely you, decided it would be a good idea to give our children sugar this morning. They went havoc and jumped from one bed to the other, running everything in their way over. Everything, including Annabelle's acrylic colors. Her room is right now very pink and red and yellow and there are footprints all over our floor. I forced them to take a shower, they flooded the bathroom and left multicolored fingerprints everywhere."
"Those two are so grounded for the rest of their lives!", cursed Ironhide from above.
"Don't be such a sissy, Hide! That's what I put up with every day while you guys are at the base, discussing important matters and stuff!", grunted Sam.
"Seriously? But... they always behave when we're home! Well, most of the times at least...", wondered Will in confusion.
"Of course. You two got that soldier-respect-stuff. I don't."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know", whispered Will and bend down, capturing Sam's lips in a soft kiss.
"Of course you don't know, you're scarcely at home", retorted Sam sadly.
Curses, on both English and Cybertronian, neared them as Hide came back from upstairs, different colors adoring his uniform, a scowl attached to his face.
"That looks worse than some of the battlefields I have encountered! It's settled", declared Hide.
"It's settled? What's settled?", asked Sam confused.
"Well, you surely noticed that we both had often worked longer ever since you discovered that you're pregnant again, right?", started the former major.
"Uhu. You had me... scared with that...", confessed the brunette insecurely.
"We started to train those who are supposed to step into our footsteps. We're not retiring yet, we're both too much soldier to live without that, but we want to step shorter from now on. We missed much out of the twin's lives and we don't want to repeat that mistake. Seeing as you are stressed enough as it is with three kids in the house, we want to be here to help you with the sparklings."
"You... sure about that?", asked Sam slowly.
"Gonna get promoted because your husband is stepping shorter! I darn hope he means it, because that promotion means more money! And more money means more expensive gifts for Monique!", called Robert from the kitchen, grinning broadly at the thought of his wife.
"Bumblebee is good, I never though I'd say that, but he had been a good student these past months. We'll see about how good he is once he faces real paperwork, though", chuckled Hide.
Sam's eyes danced in relief and pure happiness. He hugged his mates and kissed them passionately. Even though he never complained or anything, he sometimes felt lonely while they were off to work. Especially since general Morshower had retired and Will got promoted thereof. Little Mikaela Silvermist and Robert Stardust were his and he loved them, but they were energetic little Pretenders. Upon discovering this, he had been terrified at first. Pretenders, like Alice back in college. Once he saw the pride in Hide's optics, though, he had to smile himself. They looked human, had actual bodies, but were still Autobots. Hide could take them for a drive and do all the things he couldn't do with Annabelle. Teach them proper Cybertronian, because regardless of how much Will and Annabelle had tried, the human tongue and vocal cords were not made to pronounce such a language. It was difficult at first, of course. They changed without being able to control it, without the discipline or instincts of a mech, but with the raw emotions of a human. It took some time until they learned to control their transformations. Their naming was quite the fight, too. Hide and Sam had decided their Cybertronian names, their Autobot names. And Sam and Will had fought about their human names. Will had protest at first, not wanting his daughter to wear the name of his mate's ex-girlfriend. But Sam's reasoning was too good to argue and his hormone-level too stressed and angry to dare to argue him. Mikaela was, after all, still one of his best friends and she had done her duty as god-mother after their birth, she and Leo had watched the twins quite often in the past ten years. Robert as god-father and namesake was something that needn't much discussion. Until Leo entered the game. Once he had heard that the girl would be named after his fiance, he tried to get them to call the boy Leo. 'That's like naming them Romeo and Juliette, or Adam and Eve. You don't name siblings after a couple', had Sam said. And Sam's word was final in that matter.
"Are you feeling alright, love? You're so quiet", broke Hide's worried voice his thoughts.
"Yeah. Yeah, just... thinking about how we picked the names for the twins", answered Sam.
"Reminds me, what are you going to call the triplets, anyway?", asked Epps from the kitchen.
"We actually haven't decided yet", said Will beside him, making the pudding.
"You need names for three kids, you know that, right? I mean, you need to get started sometime soon! They could come every day now", wondered Robert, busy with the salad, blinking stunned.
"Yeah. We know that. But we just can't decide."
"Stop chatting, get some work done! My parents will arrive in less than ten minutes and you didn't even set the table yet!", interjected Sam from the couch.
"Right. Setting the table", agreed Hide, fetching everything from the kitchen to set the table.
"I'm home, mom!", ringed the melodic voice of Annabelle Lennox.
"Princess! You made it", smiled Sam broadly.
"Of course she did. I told you I would bring her over on time, regardless of how deep into her work she was", huffed Bumblebee's holo-form beside her.
"A workaholic! Just like her fathers", groaned Sam in annoyance.
Annabelle blinked in confusion, changing directions and entering the living room. She gasped and hurried to Sam's side, kneeling down beside him.
"Is everything alright, mom?", asked the blonde frantically.
"Why wouldn't it, princess?", smiled the brunette, patting her head softly.
"Because dad and uncle Robert are cooking and pops is setting the table. You wouldn't allow anyone aside from me into the kitchen! Did something happen? Dad! Did something happen?"
"Nothing major, darling", smiled Will. "We just thought he should take a break."
"My scans read that your blood-pressure is slightly too high, Samuel", scolded Bee.
"Alright, alright, I am relaxing. You see? Just laying around, doing nothing! Jeez."
"Is there something we could do?", asked Annabelle with kitted eyebrows.
"You could finishing what I started! Cleaning the bathroom upstairs!", interjected Ironhide.
Bumblebee nodded silently and guided the girl upstairs, his hands at her hips. Will stuck his head out of the kitchen, looking suspiciously at the two.
"Stop looking at them like that", chided Sam with a fond smile.
"But that's my daughter and she's barely sixteen", hissed the general irritated.
"And she loves him and he adores her", whispered the brunette, shaking his head.
"She doesn't know what she wants", objected the former major stubbornly.
"She knows it very well", smiled the pregnant boy.
"Good Primus, what had happened up here?", exclaimed Bee in utter shock.
"If I would have to guess, I'd say that my siblings had happened", laughed Annabelle.
"And I thought Skids and Mudflap were chaotic!", hissed the yellow bot.
"I think it's a twin-thing", commented Hide from the dining room.
"Agreed", called Bee back.
"Stop. Chatting. Get to work! My parents and the Spitzs will arrive any-"
The doorbell interrupted Sam's tirade again, the brunette groaned and got up to open the door. Since all the others were right now occupied with minor duties, they weren't fast enough to stop him.
"Sam! How are my grandchildren?", asked Ron and hugged his son's round midsection lovingly.
"They are good. They would be even better if they would finally move out!"
"And the rest of the family? Where is everyone?", smiled Judy.
"Hey, Sam", grinned Mikaela and the two pregnants tried awkwardly to hug each other.
"Not gonna work. Both of you are way too pregnant for that", grinned Leo, waving at the others.
"Did you just imply we're fat?", growled Mikaela, turning to her fiance.
"I wouldn't dream of it, baby! I just meant...", started Leo to defend himself.
"Just shut up and get inside, fast", advised Will with a broad grin.
"Stop helping him or you're going to sleep on the couch, too!", warned Sam.
"Those are so going to be our last children", sighed the general. "I don't know if I can put up with that even one more time."
"Why do you think Sam is an only child?", grunted Ron. "He inherited that from his mother."
"Oh, so now you're saying... what exactly, Ronald?"
Ron looked like a kicked puppy and fled into the kitchen, closely followed by Leo and Will. Sam led the two women into the dining room and the three of them sat down.
"Why are they always so cheeky these men?", huffed Sam.
"Because they don't know how it feels to be pregnant", grunted Mikaela annoyed.
"Grandma!", called Annabelle happily out and engulfed Judy in a tight hug.
The men carried the food into the dining room and gave everyone a fair share of the lasagne, Bee tried to get rid of the acrylic colors on his hands and Annabelle hurried outside to collect her younger siblings. Once everyone was finally seated, they started to eat.
"The pudding is great! You don't happen to have some garlic, though?", smiled Kaela.
"Of course. Princess, would you be so nice?", inquired Sam, knowing he wasn't allowed to stand up to do anything, his mates both looked at him warningly.
"Sure, mom! Anything else I can get?", grinned the girl, her long, blonde hair whipping with every movement she did, every movement as graceful as if she was a feline.
Annabelle grew up to be quite the graceful young woman, beautiful, charming, compassionate and lovingly. And still energetic enough to fetch everything they needed.
"We have some cinnamon in the spice shelf, would you get me that?", asked Sam.
"Ugh. I sincerely hope I'll never get pregnant", shuddered Annabelle.
"So do we!", grunted Will and Hide at the same time.
Sam poked them both in the ribs and glared at them. They just huffed in annoyance.
"What? We just don't want what would have to happen to get her pregnant", growled Will.
"Fathers and their daughters. And don't forget, Mikki will be that age soon enough too. And the triplet, whatever gender they have", grinned Ron cheekily.
"Don't remind me", groaned Hide.
"Maybe they are three boys?", asked Leo with a laugh.
"It's a surprise, we'll see it soon enough", shrugged Sam.
"I want sisters, no brothers!", objected Mikki and crossed her arms.
"No, brothers are way better!", disagreed Bobby.
The twins started to fight over what would be better, Annabelle brought the spices and Ron, Leo and Will talked animatedly about having children while Bee inquired some help from Hide about a mission of some sorts and Sam talked with Annabelle, his mother and Kaela about Epps' birthday party, Robert himself objected to most of their ideas, though. Sam smiled softly, watching his unorthodox family and loving every second with them.
~*~ The End ~*~
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