Disclaimer: Although I wish I owned transformers I have to live with the fact that I do not...just Sparks

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Superfreak

In the dark, quiet confines of a cool room optics flared to life.

All had been quiet in the base for several hours. Sparks and her pet were in a deep recharge on Optimus' berth. The twins were sulking while they nursed their injuries from not only Little Ravage but a certain medic and his wrench. Those who stayed at the base for long periods of time took advantage of the peace as they counted down the hours to the Directors exodus. Bets were even being laid as to whether the man was going to leave quietly or make a scene.

These thoughts were far away for a particular father who was currently standing in the hall outside the open berth room door along with the cannon toting Ironhide. The two mechs were sharing a quiet moment watching the new friends rest. Little Ravage had made himself comfortable at the end of the large berth while Sparks turned him into a pillow as she curled up with her favourite blue blanket.

"I could get used to this quiet."

"Careful my old friend, you may jinx yourself." Optimus glanced over at the dark pick-up with a small smirk on his face.

"Won't be anything new there. Primus I wish I could recharge like that." The old battle worn mech sighed, but those days were long gone thanks to the never ending war.

"One day things will get better, though I must say that since taking on Sparks there is a sort of peace within my spark.

"That little sparkling has done it to us all I think." Ironhide grinned as the mini bot twitched in his sleep causing Sparks to shift into a new, more comfortable position.

"Part of me is thankful that my brother has met Sparks. His fondness for her will keep the other Decepticons from laying a finger on her." The Primes relief was apparent in the way he spoke.

"Don't forget about Ravage and Barricade."

"Yes...I wonder how Ravage would feel that Sparks' pet is named after him."

"Hehehehe, He'll probably pretend to dislike it."

Optimus gave a silent laugh as he imagined the sight. "Only to turn around and play with the small bot."

"Yeah, when our backs are turned."

The sound of a pair of peds echoed from down the hall, drawing the attention of the two mechs. It was not surprising to either of them that Optimus' second in command would be wandering the hall; especially this one in particular. Optimus wasn't the only mech to notice that when Jazz was near, Spraks would either be getting up from recharge or playing nearby. The silver bot seemed to know what kind of mood the sparkling was in whether she was visible to him or not. Ratchet had some concerns about it but Optimus did not mind it so long as his daughter was happy and healthy.

"I thought the Hatchet told you to recharge." Ironhide quietly grumbled to his comrade.

"But my Sparky is up." Jazz countered as he came to a stop by the open door.

"She's not up yet...she's st..."

Ironhide never finished his sentence as a little yawn that ended with a chirp sounded from the room. Looking in along with the other two he saw a sparkling stretching out her small limbs after a nice recharge nap. The mini bot was right beside her giving his own legs a good stretch.

As soon as her optics come online they sought out another red and blue bot. It didn't take long and Sparks was jumping up wanting his attention.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Sparks reached up to her daddy's open arms as he picked her up off the berth.

"Hello there my sparkling, how was your sleep?" The Prime snuggled little Sparks before setting her down next to her faithful companion who was waiting patiently on the ground.

"Told you she was up."

"Yeah..." Ironhide wasn't quite sure how to respond.

"Jazzy! Hide!" Sparks ran and gave two of her favourite playmate a hug around their legs, one arm wrapped around a single leg of each mech.

"Hey there Sparky, I have warmed up some energon for you." Jazz gave the sparkling a pat on the helm as she released both him and Ironhide from her grasp.

"Is there some for Wittle Wavage too?" The serious look and tone that Sparks gave made the three mechs smile.

"I'm sure Jazz set some out for Little Ravage as well." The Autobot leader reassured the flame covered Sparks.

"Let's got then, I wanna go pway wit Wavage." Sparks commanded as she began to march in the direction of the med bay. Since coming to her new home, Sparks usually ate and played in the medical bay where the CMO could keep an eye on her.

"Ok Jazz, you are a freak." Ironhide finally found his voice and words for the solstice.

"Superfreak, ya I'm a superfreak." Jazz teased his friend by taking a file out of Bumblebee's database.

"Hey! Don't call Jazzy a fweak!" A not so happy Sparks turned on Ironhide with a snarling Wittle Wavage right behind her.

"Now now Sparks, Ironhide was only teasing Jazz; he didn't mean anything by it." Optimus tried to calm the tiny femme down.

"NO! Hide say sworry to Jazzy!" There was a small finger pointing up at the black mech as the demand was made.

Ironhide knew she shouldn't and he almost didn't, but the laughing smile that was on Jazz's face made him do it.

"Sworry to Jazzy."

The silver bot couldn't hold it in anymore and let go of the laughter that he had been holding in. Making sure to send some of that laughter and amusement towards his little Sparky, Jazz turned the little sparklings mood from angry to happy as giggles began to escape her.

I know this one was a little short but i have kinda run out of thoughts right now when it comes to this story...dont worry more will form. Thank you for all the great support my little gum drops ^_^