WARNING: Maybe this should have Ideological Material flag but if you got a religious holiday and Transformers; dar, it's right there!

Disclaimer: If you think Hasbro gave me the okay to do this to their characters, a bag of hammers and jellybeans are smarter than you!

Characters: Jolt (bot) wife/mate Kegan, daughter Electra (humans, my creation: See Jolt in Time to explain) Sideswipe mate/wife Casey (human turned bot) and son Manta (bot, see Swiped Away for how that happened.)

Rosa Pax-Rod, Rodimus' MIA mate/wife & Optimus' daughter human turned bot (my creation as well, see Rod of Fire or Poco/Primo/Rosa for background story)

Setting: Iacon, Jolt & Kegan's quarters. Rodimus is Prime.

"Manta, what are you doing?" Casey turns from hanging the glowing dangling star from the ceiling to her teen-bot son sitting cross legged on the berth. In the hole of his lap is a thick padded blanket and a nearly one year old baby girl giggling herself into hic-ups.

"Noth'n." Manta retorts with his hands splayed like deer antlers from his sleek blue-grey-silver helm. He turns his head to Kegan who is setting up a wreath flat down on a table and sticking the four candles into it. "Like this Aunt Kegan?"

Kegan giggles seeing her daughter in fits of laughter, "That will do, Manta. As long as she is happy."

Casey shakes her head, "If you sing Something Stuck Up in the Chimney one more time, I'll put you on KP myself."

"Ah Mom, it's so funny!" Manta's antlers wilt.

Casey turns all the way around and places a compassionate hand on her son's shoulder, "I know son. But this is Electra first Christmas, Kegan's quarters and she has asked us to stick to hymns. Now, do you remember any?"

"Mom, those hymns are so boring. So , I don't know. The beat is, ugh, blagh.. Ick." He shutters.

Kegan leaps down from her human section to land on Manta's knee, "It doesn't have to be, Manta. You and Bee love music, right?" The bot nods. "Okay, so what to you feel is most important in the music? I've heard you and Bee talking."

Manta smiles, "The words."

Casey drops her hands and turns to her bright son as he tickles Electra's tummy. "So why don't you put new music to the old hymns? Our people have been doing it for years."

Manta looks between the two faith-based mothers, "You wouldn't find it sacrilegious?"

Casey cups her sons face and nearly cries, "Manta, my beloved son, you are a miracle. You know that, right?" He nods. His mother and father have told him at least a thousand times how blessed they were to have him. He smiles, and he never gets tired of hearing it once more. He doesn't doubt his parents love for him. Casey presses her forehelm to his, she's praying again in praise for her son, then kisses his. "God will love to hear your own creativity. That's why he gave it to you. Now, lets pick a hymn and we'll talk you through it."

Manta reaches into his subspace and pulls out a data pad. Setting it to a blank sheet of music. He looks down to Electra. "Aunt Kegan, is Electra an angel?"

Kegan smiles, "Yes and no." Electra's giggles have filled her belly with gas and now she is fussing. Ever so carefully, Manta lifts her to Kegan's waiting arms. She props the baby to her shoulder and begins rubbing her back. "Shhh, it's okay Electra. I know, Daddy is so much better at this than me. But just relax and the bubbles will come out."

Manta runs a finger down her back. "She looks so much like an angel."

Kegan smiles, "Have you read the Bible?" He nods. "Okay, you have a fast processor. Go through any references in the Bible. How many times do you see the angels acting like Electra?" Manta closes his lovely blue optics and scans the information.

In a matter of moments, they flash open wide with startelment, "Never!"

Kegan and Casey smile wide. Casey kneels beside her son, "So what were the angels?"

Manta's jaw gapes open, "Messengers. Warriors. God's army. A whole separate creation. Not man." His head cock curiously, "And no wings?"

Casey laughs, "Yep, no wings. And what is it that Kegan and I are preparing for with all these decorations?"

Manta looks around the room. A single blue glowing star from the ceiling. On another wall, Kegan and Casey have a poster with a host of angels talking to the shepherds. While on another wall is Bethlehem preparing for the census with a single couple coming into down, pregnant woman on the donkey, beloved husband guiding it. Another wall is still being prepared with Wise Men searching their star maps in front of an arrogant King Herod.

"The coming Savior. It's a remembrance of Jesus, God's son coming down to show us He loves and has not forgotten us." He stops and ponders this for a moment. "Kegan, how does Uncle Jolt feel about all this?"

Kegan rubs Electra's back some more until a large belch comes out. Then she heads back to the human section (an alcove above Jolt's berth) to nurse her daughter. "Well, this is Electra's first Christmas. And I'm going to praise God for it. I certainly have a lot to thank God for." Manta turns away as she begins to nurse and doodles on his pad. Casey goes back to decorating the room. The group works in silence for a while.

~~There's a tap on the main quarter doors, and then it opens. Casey motions to Jolt and Swipe to be quiet as they enter the quarters. The mechs do and close the door. Swipe gives his mate a tender peck to her lips and then sits beside his son looking at what he is doing on the data pad. Jolt leans into the alcove as Kegan tucks their sleeping daughter into her electric blue crib beside her own bunk. He kisses his finger tip and then presses it to his daughter's tiny chest lightly. Taking Kegan in his hand, he closes the human quarter doors, so Electra can sleep in peace while the others talk. He presses a button to activate the baby monitor.

Still carrying Kegan, Jolt settles into his favorite chair. Casey joins Manta and Swipe looking at his data pad.

Jolt softly asks, "What is he doing?"

Kegan smiles, "Manta is bringing a new beat to an old hymn. He said it needs to come up to the modern Cybertronian times."

Jolt cocks an optic brow, "A Christian Christmas hymn on Cybertron? O-kay."

Kegan calls to Manta, "How's it coming?" Casey and Swipe nod in approval. Manta blushes at his parents' support. Kegan waves her hand, "Well don't keep us waiting. Let me hear it."

Manta shakes his head, "I… I …can't."

Kegan cocks her head, "If you can sing me Dr. Demento, you can sing a hymn to God. Lay it on me."

Swipe is now curious, "Dr. Demento?'

Kegan shoves the thought aside, "You be quiet, come on Manta."

Manta sits up straight and begins with a very soft tender tone, not at all what Kegan expected from the rock star kid. No, this came out almost like a slow love ballad, "Hark the herald angels sing, glory to the new born King. Peace on Earth and mercy mild. God an sinners reconciled. Joyful all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem."

The mechs feel the gravity of the words sink into their processors. How long have they been viciously spilling sparks to try reconciling their planet, their nation. How often had they prayed that Prime would be their savior, only to find he was just as mech as them. Where is their savior? Could their savior come from a sparking as well. They both look to precious Manta. How many times have they both asked, "Where are you Primus in our darkest times?"

Kegan and Casey have tears coming down their faces at how he sang it with such pure emotion. Manta lifts his head from the data pad to find everyone silent. "I'm sorry Mom, I didn't…"

Casey wraps her arms around her son and holds him ever so tight. "Mom?"

Casey rests her head on top of Manta's head and looks to Kegan, "I can't imagine what Mary went through. To think, she carried God's son, her own savior, to hold him, nurse him love him all to know, he would give his life to save hers." Casey squeezes Manta a little tighter.

"Mom, I'm suffocating." Manta mumbles.

"You can't suffocate, so shut up while I love you." She tires to smirk, but a sob comes out.

Jolt is shocked, "Kegan, I didn't really pay attention to all this human religious stuff. I think you need to explain."

Kegan soothes her husband's palm. Swipe manages to get Casey to relax her grip on their son, with a grateful look from Manta to his father.

"I am a Christian, Jolt. I believe that God created the universe and everything in it in six days and rested on the seventh. Now weather is was six Earth days, six vorns or His own measurement of time, that's for others to argue about. Time and space I don't try to grasp like Einstein. Forget that I'm in charge of the space bridge repairs. Oh scrap, you get the point." Jolt chuckles lightly. "Any way, God created the humans. The first two were Adam and Eve. Stupid girl listened to a snake, also known as Satan in disguise, disobeyed God's orders and warnings and got them both kicked out of the Garden of Eden."

Jolt raises a finger, "Utopia?"

Kegan giggles her head, "Something like that. Leaving the Garden also brought down it's own other problems."

Casey grows, "Stupid Even and the female curses."

Kegan points a finger at Casey, "Hey, shut up Mamabot! You don't have those problems anymore, thanks to your transformation."

Casey narrows her gaze, "True, but I have also encored their curse, no procreation."

Kegan drops her head at that one. The two mechs are respectfully silent knowing this is a very tender subject for all. Jolt and Kegan will have no more children due to their species break. Swipe and Casey no more due to the Transformers not able to procreate at all.

Finally Jolt finds his voice, "So about God of the Universe?"

"Oh, yeah. So through out the ages and races, He has been called my many names: Jehovah, God, Heavenly Father, and so forth. But we humans strayed from Him and began praying to stupid manmade idols or nothing at all. God would send signs, stopping the sun's movement for hours, moving it back hours, defeating armies with only pitchers and lamps…

Swipe smiles, "And Optimus thought stink bombs were a dumb idea, and that one worked?" Casey nods. "Humm, wonder if Rod would be open to it?"

Casey reminds him, "Pray first before you do anything stupid. It must be God directed."

"Primus!' he mutters.

Kegan points to him, "You know, after meeting you guys, I wondered if God could have manifested Himself as Primus to you. Who is to say he isn't known by other names on other planets? After all, He is the only one who could have created the whole universe."

Jolt scoffs, "Really? One guy created the whole thing?"

Kegan knows he's just asking a question so tries not to be too angry, "And what is your explanation to the universe?"

Jolt opens his hands wide, "See there was this be bang -"

"And God said, let there be Light!" Casey replies.

"And there was this explosion of matter and molecules-," Jolt continues.

"And just who made the molecules and matter?" Casey cocks her own optic brow.

Jolt is stumped, "Ahhhhhh…. Didn't think about that."

Kegan leans in, "And just how did this explosion occur?"

Casey turns to Swipe and softly claps her hands together and rubs them, "I always like to think of God rubbing his hands together and turning to the angels, 'Lets get to work.' This is going to be a fun day." Everyone laughs.

Manta points to the angels talking to the shepherds, "Kegan, tell him about that."

Jolt turns to look at the poster behind him, "Yes, what is with the flesh Seekers?"

Casey and Kegan gasp, "Watch your mouth Jolt!" He cringes at their scorn.

Kegan continues, "Those are one of God's other creations, angels. His army. His messengers. The angels have brought word to the shepherds that The Savior has been born in Bethlehem to fulfill all the prophecies He foretold with Daniel and the other prophets."

"All the prophecies? There were a lot," Manta gapes.

Kegan nods, "If I remember an analogy I heard once, the chances of Jesus fulfilling 23 of the prophecies was the chance of finding one marked silver dollar in a bucket the size of Texas one foot deep. The chances of Jesus fulfilling all the prophecies was like finding one marked atom in the Milky Way."

Manta ponders that, "Whoa. Mom, you never told me that."

Casey gapes as well, "That's because I never heard it phrased that way before. That is amazing. It also solidifies my faith even more."

Jolt leans in, "Kegan, I would really like to find out more about these prophesies and Jesus fulfilling them. If your God can do that… no, if your God can give us our most precious miracle of a daughter, I must find out more." He leans his head in and presses it to hers.

Swipe nods, "I would like it too. Since you are already teaching our son, I should know as well."

Casey turns to the cross mounted above the door frame, "Kegan, we should ask Rodimus. I think it might give him some comfort in knowing Rosa has a good foundation."

The mechs nod in agreement. "Yeah Rod has been spending a lot of time in the chapel praying to Primus for her. I think if we showed him some more about where Rosa's faith lies, he will be more comfortable."

Jolt pulls back and scratches his helm, "So, where do the reindeer and elves come into all this? And what's with the fat guy getting stuck in a smokeshaft?"

Manta grins, "Oh now that I can explain. See it all starts with Saint Nicholas and the orphanage….."

Casey and Kegan sit back enjoying Manta telling the two mech-fathers a story for a change.

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References:

Luke 1: 26 Mary

Revelation 7: 11 angels worship Jesus

Genesis1:1 - 3: 24 (and if you thought Cons were cunning, you ain't met Satan yet.)

Joshua 10:1 sun stands still

I look forward to any other verses you can provide with the list of prophecies.