This came from one of many plot bunnies that seem to want to make my life harder.

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Sunstreaker's point of view

Let me say that I officially am glad that I am not pregnant. The amount of times we've gone to see Ratchet in the last month is insane. We've gone to see him about insomnia, nausea, helm aches, back pains and this last time that we went was for mood swings. Bella is very scary when she mood swings. There were times where Sides and I couldn't touch her. (She wouldn't let us.) Other times she would sit and cry for no apparent reason. And I mean she would just curl into a ball and sob uncontrollably for hours. (Sides and I would sit there with her and rub her back to console her.) And to make matters worse she and Elita's team had to go to Africa for a week to deal with Decepticons in both the Sahara and in the Congo. Never have Sides and I felt some serious pain like that before. Sure when he and I are separated for long distances or periods of time it hurts, but this was pure torture. Ratchet said that it was because we were bonded to her and because we were becoming bonded to our future child. Slag still hurt though, knowing why just made it worse. I was painting a picture of one of Cybertron's moon sets when she returned. She seemed miserable and wouldn't talk to me. I found her later on the beach crying. All I could do was hug her. She was traumatized. We didn't have the spark to pry into what had caused it.

We eventually cheered her up, Sides had found a way to sneak ice cream onto the base. So we curled up on the couch with her watching Rush hour and enjoying the sweet contraband. Ah but that was a week ago. Now we're focused on finding out the gender of our child. Of course I want a femme. But Sides wants a mech, Primus only knows why.

Sides: "I'm telling you it's gonna be a mech!"

Oh here we go again.

He was in the rec room arguing to Will and Epps about what we're having. We'll find out today actually.

Me: "And I'm telling YOU it's gonna be a femme!"

Sides: "Brother of mine you couldn't be more wrong! Its gonna be a mech!"

Will looked at Epps, both were smirking.

Me: "What's so funny?"

Will: "If I'm right then you're cursed. You will have a femme."

Sides: "What?! Nuh uh! No way!"

Me: "What do you mean by cursed?"

Will: "Everyone on this team or around it has had a girl. The one thing in common was that the father said that he wanted a boy."

Sides: "You gotta be joking."

Epps: "I'm afraid he isn't. He said it when Sarah got pregnant, I said it when Monique got pregnant...Sound off if you wanted a boy and got a sweet little girl instead."

Several soldiers in the room called out. Wow I didn't know that so many of them had children. Let alone daughters.

Will: "So there you have it. You by being in direct contact with the team for so long are predestined to have a girl. You are hereby CURSED!"

Me: "Yes!"

Bee: "Beautiful, wonderful, perfect all American giirrlllll."

Epps: " So you think it'll be a girl huh? I'll put you into the betting pool as such. Out of curiosity what does Bella want?"

Sides: "She's actually said that she's okay with having either. I think she really wants a femme though."

Tia repelled down from her roost in the rafters to where Will and Epps were standing.

Will: "Good God! Tia you nearly scared the hell outta me! What were you doing up there?"

Tia: "Not the point. I think that they're gonna have both. A little mech and a little femme."

Epps: "What are the chances of that?"

Tia: "Split spark twins having split spark twins? I'm not sure, but if CNA is anything like DNA then the possibility is high. Not only that, but assuming our genes transferred over, the chances of twins is pretty good. Bella has multiple sets of twins and triplets running throughout her family."

Sides: "Curse or no curse I want a mech. I mean think of how cute he'd be! Plus Sunny you and I could teach him how to prank and how to do sword play!"

Me: "True. But we could teach our little femme that stuff too. She would be as sweet as Bella and cuter than Bee when he was a baby."

Will: "You guys have known Bee for that long?"

Me: "No, but Hide and all the other C.O's have. Pit, Hide practically raised him. We've been with this team for 6 maybe 7 thousand years. And Hide has told stories and showed us stills."

Sides: "He was cute I won't lie. But our kid will be way cuter!"

Me: "You know it!"

Bee: "Complete lie!"

At that moment Bella walked in and went straight for the energon dispenser. We watched as she poured one cube after another, draining them of their contents. Boy she sure is hungry.

Me: "You okay Bella?"

Bella: "Oh hey bae! I'm good, just really hungry. Does the base have any hot wings?"

Sides: "Why would you want those?"

Bella: "They sound really really really really good right now. So does whipped cream. Do we have any of that?"

Me: "I'm not sure. So these are cravings."

Bella: "Yeah. I just want to eat sweet and spicy stuff. Earlier I ate half of the mint chip ice cream we had in stock."

Epps: "So that's where that went! Are you the one who ate all the cookies too?"

Bella: "Given that they were my recipe and that I froze them for a later date you shouldn't be concerned. But yes, I ate those too. Chocolate! Anyone got any?"

Sides: "You know Hatchet will blow a gasket about you eating all this stuff right?"

Bella: "Last I checked he wasn't the one pregnant."

Tia: "She's gotcha there. Why don't we make a run to the states later this week for more craving food?"

Bella: "K. Oooh! Ham! Mine!"

She said as she devoured the meat. Slag...we're gonna be late for our appointment with Ratchet. Not that we have an official one, but he loves to whack people (Mainly Sides and I)when they're not on time.

Sides: "Okay. We better go. Its time to figure out what we're having. C'mon Bella."

Bella: "Pffft. You don't have to tell me twice. Just let me get another cube and we'll go."

She said as she grabbed another cube. We began to head for the Medbay ready to find out what we're having. As soon as we were outside the rec room she pulled us aside. She seemed stressed.

Me: "What's wrong? You've been acting strange lately."

Bella: "I...I should tell you what happened in Africa."

Sides: "No. Not if it will make you unhappy."

Bella: "I gotta tell someone. Please?"

We took her into a storage closet and locked the door behind us, as she began to explain what had happened.

Bella: "Tia and I were doing recon. We knew that the Decepticons were building a new base somewhere in the Congo, but not where. So I had her turn on her scanners and we made our way through the forest. We had found the base and we instantly returned to where Elita and the others were stationed. Mid-way back I discovered that we were being followed by Laserbeak. I tried to shoot him out of the air but he escaped. Well before we could bridge back, we were ambushed. Barricade had taken Tia by surprise and Skywarp had taken me as well. Soundwave...He..he confirmed that I was pregnant and that Tia and I were to taken back carefully, me for our unborn child and Tia..."

Me: "Shhh. You're okay bae, you don't-"

Bella: "Tia was to be taken for interrogation and to become a breeder. They were making jokes about how fun it would be to torture her and how convenient it was for me to deliver them a sparkling. I...I lost my temper. I got free and helped take down some of the cons but, Barricade was sneaking off, and so I shot him in the back. I killed Barricade, but I...I...I tortured him first."

Both Sides and I were silent as she told us this.

Bella: "I told him that he deserved it. That he deserved nothing but pain as I twisted my sword around in is semi opened blaster wound. I told him that he would wind up in the pit for how he killed Tia and I, and for how he tried to steal Tia and I for merciless torture and forced breeding, as I stuck my whip into the wound and set it to its full potency. I laughed as he squirmed, the fear in his optics was fascinating especially when I decapitated him using the dull side of my blade. I...I'm no better than he is! I'm a horrible person!"

She said as she began to sob. She did the one thing she would never do, and she because of her guilty conscience (whatever that is) she felt bad.

Me: "Sweetspark. He had it coming. Do you realize how many people on this base would give anything to be in your situation?"

Bella: "But-"

Sides: "Who is the femme who was bitten in half by him? Who said that he would die in the field of battle?"

Bella: "Me. But that doesn't excuse-"

Me: "Yes it does. Bella, you have a gladiator mode, as well as you can control it, you're still liable to lose it once in a while."

Sides: "Not only that, but if it was such a big deal, then Elita would have said something to you right? This is one of those rare times where it is okay to have done something so drastic."

Bella: "You think?"

Me: "We know from experience. We've gone full gladiator in battle before. Prime didn't condone it, until Ratchet explained that it was a coping mechanism we'd developed. When it comes down to life or death situations it is okay. "

Sides: "You gonna be okay? You know we love you, you can tell us anything."

Bella: "I..I think so. Thanks, I keep forgetting that."

Me: "Don't. Now c'mon, before Ratchet blows a fuse about us being late. I'd like to keep my paint looking like this, not marred by one of his famous wrenches."

I said as we continued our journey to the Medbay.

Third person's point of view

The three entered the Medbay and were greeted with flying wrenches. Thankfully they knew well enough to duck.

Sides: "Hey Ratchet!"

Bella: "Sorry we're late. I was really hungry and I had grab something to eat."

Sunny: "Something?"

Bella: "Okay five or six cubes, and some ham but that's besides the point."

Ratchet: "I'm afraid that it is not. That is a lot for you to consume especially in such a short amount of time."

Bella: "Well sor-ry for me getting the munchies and needing to eat. I am pregnant you know."

Ratchet: "I will not have sass in my Medbay!"

Bella: "Fine with me. I can wait to find out what my kid is. Peace!"

She said as she turned on her heel and made for the door. Sunstreaker pinched the bridge of his olfactory sensors. Sideswipe grabbed her and wrapped her into a hug.

Sides: "Aw c'mon you know he didn't mean it. Please we need to make sure you're healthy. Just let him scan you."

Bella: "You made a bet as to what we're having didn't you?"

Sides: "How'd you know?"

Bella: "I know you."

She deadpanned as she made her way to a berth, all the while glaring at the cranky medic. Ratchet set to work attaching monitors and wires to her. When he was finished the machine turned on with a whir.

Bella: "Okay...what am I looking at?"

Ratchet: "You are looking at where your sparkling will be housed until it is born. That grey mass is a protoform, ah look there it goes."

He said as a small piece of Arabella's spark descended from where it was once attached. The spark began to race around the protoform almost excitedly. After about 7 laps it paused above the protoform.

Sides: "Okay little one. Descend. You can do it, don't be scared."

The spark spun in place in response to Sideswipe's speaking to it. Right before it touched the protoform it shot back up and split in two.

Ratchet: "AW COME ON! NOT ANOTHER ONE! PRIMUS WHY DO YOU HATE ME?!"

Sunny: "YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS! We're having twins! Wooooooooo hoooooooo!"

Sides: "We did it! We did it! We did it aw YEAH! Go us! Go us! GO US!"

They sang as they broke into a happy dance. Arabella couldn't help but laugh as they began doing the cabbage patch. Ratchet just stared at the screen in rueful shock. He then looked to the ceiling and shook a wrench at it.

Ratchet: "Do your worst! You can't make this any worse than it already is! I've handled two sets of twins! A third wont be that hard! HA-HA-HAAAAA! YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING THAT WOULD MAKE IT WORSE!"

Primus was listening intently. He smiled down on the medic as if to say "Oh can't I?"

Primus: "Though you can't see or hear me, I will make my acknowledgement of your little comment known. Can't get any worse huh? Well Ratchet as humans say; "try this on for size!" Lets see how you deal with an entirely new challenge. The more the merrier!"

He chuckled as he made an adjustment to the sparks.

Bella: "Uh Ratchet? What does it mean when they-"

She was cut off by what many perceived to be impossible. Arabella stared at the screen in awe. There was a loud crash as Ratchet, Sunny and Sides fell to the floor in a collective heap.

Normal point of view

Me: "Oh for Pete's sake!"

I shouted as I took pictures of my husband's and of Ratchet passed out.

Me: "All right, blackmail. Okay goodie. JOLT! HELP! I NEED HELP! JOLT!"

Jolt came running into the room. He took one look at the screen and fainted dead away. (Sigh) My life right now seems like a total cluster frag. Can I go one day without freaking somebot out? First Africa and now this. I need help. There is way too much going on even for me. Who to call? Maybe Prime, Elita, and Moonracer? They are my C.O's and Moonracer could keep everyone from glitching. I hope.

I gave them a call, more of a distress call really, cause now there are four unconscious mechs on the floor.

Me: "Well... I guess we're alone little ones...at least for now. You have two daddies. One is laid back and kinda stern sometimes and the other is silly. They already love you with all their spark."

I said as my rescue team walked through the door.

Me: "Could you make sure they're okay? Kinda freaked out myself here."

Prime: "Why? Is the gender not what you wished?'

Me: "Actually I have no clue what I'm having."

Elita: "Really?"

I pointed to the screen. All three of them stared at it for a while before Moonracer got my husbands and Ratchet back on their peedes. She was in the process of waking up Jolt when Ratchet began to speak.

Ratchet: "Never, in all my history as a medic have I ever seen this."

Prime: "Never in the history of Cybertron has this happened. Split spark twins are rare...but this..."

Moonracer: "Is a totally new thing. We have much to discuss, you are due in two months an-"

Me: "T..two months?! Wha-"

Ratchet: "Our species takes a third of the time for our young to be born as compared to a human. Such as why many femmes were used by Decepticons to breed."

My lower lip trembled. I cant handle this. Why would he say something like that? I just got back from Africa where that was a legitimate threat. I couldn't stop the tears rolling down my cheeks. I cant. I just cant. Two months to get ready for kids? Let alone the fact that no one knows how to approach the situation. Will they be healthy? How will labor go? Will I survive? What about the base? How will I get all the stuff ready for them? Sunny Sides and I can't do this alone...I. I'm not ready to be a mommy yet!

Sides: "Bae, don't cry-"

Me: " . ."

Ratchet: "What would she-"

Me: "I.(sob). . MOMMY! WAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

I cried. That's all I could 's all I seem to do, but I have so much to do, so much to learn...I can't help but feel really overwhelmed. I need a hug, I need guidance, I need my mom. Everyone stood there unsure what to do. I didn't notice that Sunstreaker left, until he came back 10 minutes later with my mom. I don't even know how he did it. He was that fast.

Mom: "Sweetheart! What's wrong? You're okay, c'mere gimme a hug."

I hugged my mom tight, well as tight as I could without killing her. She didn't even flinch when my tears hit her dress. She must have been pulled from work.

Mom: "Alright, calm down. You're okay, you're okay. What's wrong? Are those your babies on the screen? How wonderful!"

Ratchet: "Mrs. Brinks, you're daughter has surprised us all, never has this sort of thing happened before."

Mom: "Ahh. Well how exciting! When are they due...I suppose in Septe-"

Jolt: "They are to arrive in late April. Our species develops quickly, even as sparklings."

Mom: "SWEET GOD! No wonder she's crying. She has NMS. I need a meeting to be called. And I need all base personnel there."

Elita: "What is NMS?"

Mom: "Dear, it is commonly known as "New Mommy Syndrome". Most women get it midway through pregnancy, and its always caused by stress. The stress of how they're going to adjust to a new life is a given, plus you have to add in work, and the babies needs. Such as why we are going to have a meeting. We are sorting this out today."

Nobody argued. Prime only spoke into his com. telling all personnel on base to meet in the main hangar in ten minutes. Ten minutes later we were gathered in the main hanger.

Prime: "Thank you all for coming. As you know Arabella is sparked and is to deliver in April. This meeting is to go over the preparations needed to transform the base into one that is sparkling ready."

Will: "How do we do that big guy?"

Mom: "Well, lets eliminate what we don't need to buy. Food, diapers, stuff like that. Now, what will you need? A place for them to sleep, toys to play with, blankets, bottles, bathtubs, a play pen that should double as a bunker. God forbid that it happens but this is a base, and there are forces out there that will want to get in."

Prime: "I believe that we can manufacture most of the items on your list. Wheeljack?"

Wheeljack: "I will require assistance, but it can be achieved in the time frame."

Mom: "Will their current quarters be able to house them all?"

Will: "We will be adding onto the base, seeing that we have new recruits and new arrivals to house, we can begin construction soon."

Mom: "Good. Now comes the loaded question; Who will watch the kids when she and her husbands are out in the field? It is bound to happen."

Hide: "Much like we did with Bee, we will set up a shift system so that the sparkling is with a bot at all times."

Mom: "Very nice. Now Sweetheart are you satisfied with this? Do you have any more concerns?"

Sides: "I do. What if they hate us?"

Sunny: "What if we're not around them enough?! They are our kids!"

Sides: "What if they get sick and we're clear across the planet?! What-"

Sunny: "I'm not ready to have kids! What if they choose favorites?! Will they love me?"

Sides: "What will we name them?! They gotta have names!"

Sunny: "Will Bella be able to handle labor?! Sweetspark can you handle it?!"

Sides: "OH PRIMUS! WHA-"

Me: "Okay. Okay that's enough. Child rearing is not an exact science, and freaking out is not going to help. Half of those things we can figure out along the way, but for now lets calm down and not stress me out anymore, please. Who were the mechs that discovered the art of Jet Judo?"

Sides: "We are."

Me: "Who are the most handsome frontliners?"

Sunny: "We are."

Me: "Who survived being hit with rocks, being yelled at, screamed at, shot by, and no doubt all kinds of other slag by yours truly and others in this room?"

S.S: "We did."

Me: "So what makes you think that you can't handle sparklings, especially when you are their creators? We will have help, but ultimately we got this. There are three of us we can take anything on if we work together."

Sides: "True. But Bae, will they be able to handle-"

Mirage: "We handled you two pit spawns what makes you think we won't handle the newest spawns?"

Me: "Ah! ça ira, ça ira, ça ira! les aristocrates à la lanterne! Ah! ça ira, ça ira, ça ira! les aristocrates on les pendra!"

His optics widened and then he glared at me. Let any of them try me right now, I dare them, the pain that they will feel will be amazing. I have enough problems. I do not need any more from him.

Mirage: "You wouldn't!"

Me: "Don't test me. I know when and where you sleep at night, I very well could and no one would be the wiser until dawn, and by then I will be long gone."

Jazz: "Ah'd leave her be. She's swingin 'gain. Movin on to the question on every mech's processor...What are ya havin'?"

I smiled, this will be one hell of a pile up. I sent feelings of mirth and mischief over the bond and was met with the same emotions from Sunny and Sides. They think it will be funny too. I began to record for some laughs later, this will be far too priceless not to.

Me: "Well..."

Ratchet: "That's right I never told you... you are having both...well and then some."

Tia: "Yes! I win! All right pay up! Where is my money?

Me: "Well, you were only half right. I am having two boys and two girls. I'm having split spark quadruplets!"

Prowl: "That is impossible. Never before have quadruplets been conceived or birthed."

Sides: "Eat your words Prowl!"

He exclaimed as he showed everyone a holographic projection of the still he took of our children's protoforms. Ratchet, Prime, Elita, Jolt, and Moonracer confirmed that it was indeed a real still and that I would indeed be giving birth to four sparklings. It was at this moment that Ratchet declared that I was on maternity leave, as everybot in the room, save for those afore mentioned (minus Prowl) glitched violently, all of them falling to the floor as soldiers scrambled to get out of the way. Sunny and Sides were laughing their afts off, and I couldn't help but giggle as Ratchet and Jolt let loose a very colorful string of curses. Moonracer only smiled as she tried to wake a few of them up. Ahhh, good blackmail.

Sides: "I suppose we should come up with some names. Got any ideas bro?"

Me: "Don't even think of naming one of them Sunstreaker the second. It will not happen."

Sunny: "I dunno. I wasn't going to do that. I think we should be outlandish and name one something like Retrokill, or maybe ThePegasusDevice! No one will have those names!"

Sides: "Nah bro we should choose something powerful like Fandom Jumping Expert, or badass like AyanoZonurai or HeartGuardianSol. Ohh I definitely want one to be named DarkshadowXsunny-sides! Its not Sideswipe junior so you can't be mad at me Sweetspark!"

::4TH Wall Break::

Sunny: "Where the frag are we?!"

Me: "We are outside of our story. We can't use any of those names, they're already being used by amazing readers and authors on a website called . That's where we're posted right now actually.

Sides: "Fanfiction? Of who?"

Me: "You guys. You have million of fans. Fans of which have been around for like 30 years. I'm not that popular. Heck I belong to the author not whoever you two belong to. So does Tia and my friends and family and the sparklings."

Sunny: "Figures we have fans. How could we not? We're pretty damn amazing."

Me: "Well regardless we still can't use those names. If I'm right some of the fans have already chosen the names. Don't worry, she'll make it seem like they were all our ideas."

Sides: "She? Oh that person out there that is writing what we say?"

Me: "Yep. And if we were to use the names you guys thought of the story could be taken down and I, and everything else the author thought of could disappear, well save for you guys and the other Autobots."

S.S: "No! You can't delete our sweetspark! We wont let you!"

Me: "Relax, it (hopefully) wont happen."

Sides: "What does Review, Favorite and Follow mean?"

Sunny: "The same they do on YouTube or Facebook I think. Hey! You! Reader! You better do all of that!"

Sides: "Yeah! Or...or...or we'll put ourselves on Hiatus...whatever that means! As soon as we get out of here will you tell me what that means Bella?"

Me: "Sure. But tell no one this place exists, okay? We'll talk more about names and the like in the next chapter."

Sunny: "That's assuming the readers do their jobs!"

Me: "Don't worry they have been for the last 37 chapters. They're pretty sweet too. They've helped with the pranks in this story too."

Sides: "Oh sweet! Okay. Well we should get going...Please do as Sunny asked and Review, Follow and Favorite. Pretty please! I wanna see what our kids will look like!"

Sunny: "I suppose we will see you soon? Bella you'll explain how this works so we can visit won't you?"

Me: "Yes, but only if you help me pull some pranks..."

S.S: "Yes!"

A/N: Nuf said. Hope ya'll like the chapter. I wont lie I'm not fond of the beginning but it had to be done. See you soon!

-Lack of Peace, plenty of love, and long live the terror twins for causing the first two sayings!

CLYL! ❤💛💙