Disclaimer: I do not own transformers…only after I have taken over the world…but I do own little Sparks ^_^

Little Kisses

"Hi Sides!" Sparks called out from her spot on the floor near the CMO's large desk where an array of tools lay for her entertainment.

The silver Stingray watched the sparkling for a moment before lifting himself up onto the berth. "Hey there Sparks, I see you are taking over the Hatchets job, good for you."

Sparks gave a giggle at her playmate before she started to gather up the tools into a box. "I'm too wittle to be a Watchet."

"And might I add that you're a whole lot prettier than I am." Said medic made his entrance into the bay and headed over to the silver twin. "Alright Sides what did you do now?"

"Oh nothing major, just need my bummed up knee oiled."

"Bothering you again….how long ago did it start?"

"Just a few hours ago."

"Don't lie brother, it was more than a few hours."

Sparks looked up from her tool box to see the yellow twin come through the doors. "Hi Stweeker!"

"Would you stop calling me that you little microbot."

A large wrench suddenly came flying through the air and struck the brightly coloured mech hard on the head; hard enough to send the warrior to the ground.

"You apologise to Sparks right now Sunshine or your next check-up is not going to be so much fun….Now Sides, how long has your leg been bothering you?"

"well it uhhh…."

While Sideswipe was trying to dance around the bush with Ratchet on avoiding his old injury, Sparks was making a beeline for the downed Sunstreaker. Placing her hands on the yellow mechs helm, Sparks looked for any injuries from the wrench. It didn't take long for her to find a scratch along with a dent on the bots forehead.

"You gots owies Stweeker."

Sunstreaker couldn't move let alone get his intakes to function properly. No one had ever touched him with such gentleness, well save for his twin. This was different though, it was as if all his anger and hate was vanquished with that one touch from the little femme. Words wouldn't come to his processor, Sunny doubted that he would even be able to make a run for it if the building was burning down. All he could was watch as the sparkling traced the injury with her fingertips.

"I make it all better." Sparks leaned forward and did something that her daddy always did to make her booboo's better.

The feel of that soft kiss on his small wound was the final straw, the hardened warrior was a melted puddle of goo. Sunstreaker knew in his spark that he would kill anything that so much as left the smallest of scratches on her.

"Der, all better." Sparks said happily as she released her hold on the mech.

Unbeknownst to the yellow sports car, Ratchet and Sideswipe were watching in stunned silence. Sitting up, Sunstreaker looked down at the red and blue femme in quiet awe. Before he knew what was happening, Sparks was up in his arms and being held tightly to his chest.

"I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it." Ratchet laughed at the pair down on the floor.

"Yea, well I always knew my brother had a soft spark for the young ones." Sideswipe hoped off the berth. "I'm amazed Little Ravage isn't in here chewing Sunny's foot off."

"Quiet you two." Sunstreaker grumbled over at the pair of mechs who were teasing him before setting Sparks back down. "Where is that dog anyways?"

"Wittle Wavage went wit daddy." Sparks followed Sunny as he walked over to his twin and the medic.

"You know what you need Sparks…you need an alt form." The yellow stingray suddenly changed the subject on the group, trying to avoid more embarrassment.

"Hey yeah, then she could come out with us and race." Sideswipe eagerly agreed with his brother.

"Yaaa! I culd be a big twuck or or a fast car." The small femme was all ready and gearing to go with this plan.

"I don't know you two, Sparks is a little young to be getting an alt form; it could end up hurting her instead of helping her." The CMO wasn't so sure about the idea. "And I don't think Prime would like it either."

"Aww come on Ratch, it wont hurt her to have a way to get around faster." Sides tried to convince the medic.

"Plus I already have a car picked out for her."

"Sunny if I let her have the programming then she gets to pick out the form."

"But this one is perfect for her, you cant go wrong with it. Her coloring suits it." Sunstreaker pushed his case, besides he wanted to be the one to choose the sparklings alt mode.

"Pweeeeeease Watchet…can I have a car." Sparks looked up at the grouchy old bot with her baby blues. She really wanted to be able to go out and play with the others; it wasn't much fun being stuck on base grounds.

Ratchet tried to resist but he was slowly breaking under the pressure. "Well….I….could look and see if I have the programs for a minibot…but…."

"You will most certainly not be looking for any such program Ratchet, you know better."

The three mechs froze at the new voice that had joined them in the med bay. Turning as one the bots couldn't help but stare over at the large entrance way to the parkade that was open.

While the twins continued to stare, Ratchet found his vocal processor. "Does Prime know you're here?"

Oh would you look at that..another cliffy…buwahahaha! But at least its another chapter ^_^ thanks for all the support my little gum drops…oh and I already know who the "stranger" is heehee, im on the ball for once here.

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