Bumblebee onlined his optics, wondering why there was something heavy in his lap. He looked down and saw Blades curled up, still in recharge. He was confused for a moment, but then he remembered last night. He sat up slowly, so as not to disturb the infant Autobot. He smiled and rubbed the little mech between the horns affectionately. Blades engine made a content purring sound, and he nuzzled his head against Bumblebee's chest. Said bot heard heavy footfalls echoing through the hallway. "Bumblebee?" Aw, scrap.
Well, it could have been worse. It was only Bulkhead. The clumsy Autobot was his best friend, and he wasn't known for freaking out. Still, Bumblebee couldn't help but panic slightly as his large green friend ran in. "Bumblebee! There you..." Bulkhead trailed off, his gaze falling upon the infant curled up in his best friends lap. Bumblebee chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his helm sheepishly. "Um, hey Bulkhead."
Bulkhead stood frozen for a while, until Bumblebee got annoyed with his dumbstruck fiend. "Well, ya just gonna stand there like an idiot, or are ya gonna say something?" Bulkhead finally moved, coming over beside his friend. "What is that?" He pointed at the little orange and white mech. Bumblebee tapped his friend's forehead. "Are your optics online? Hello, it's a Sparkling." The yellow bot gestured at Blades for emphases. "I know that. But what's it doing here?" I found him, brought him inside, and then I fed him. Can we keep him?"
Bulkhead gave him an odd look. "Have you gone insane?" "I thought we'd already established that!" It was that moment Blades decided to come out of recharge. He let out a small squeak and looked around. Blades froze when he saw Bulkhead. The swat vehicle was huge normally, but when you were two feet tall, that statement just didn't cut it. Bumblebee knew what was going to happen, and spoke the only words he could think off. "We're slagged." Blades let loose a huge wail, and if the other Autobots weren't awake already, they would be now.
The other occupants of the building burst into the room. Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Prowl, Jazz and Sari to be exact. The four Autobot's jaws dropped, almost in sync, at the sight of Bumblebee sitting on the couch with a wailing Sparkling in his lap. Sari only covered her ears, not aware of just how rare Sparklings were.
Bulkhead had stumbled back in surprise when Blades started wailing, and was now yelling at Bumblebee, "Make him stop! Please!" The small yellow mech hesitated, thinking of ways to calm Blades down. Then he remembered something he'd read once.
Bumblebee carefully picked him up, so as not to drop the squirming infant. Blades quieted slightly, but did not stop his screeching. Bumblebee shifted the Copter-bot in his arms so he could hold him close. Blades head rested against the scout's chest, and he heard the familiar beating of Bumblebee's Spark. The steady rhythm helped calm the bot, and he finally stopped his wailing, relaxing into Bumblebee's hold.
Now that Blades had quieted down, Sari ran to her friend's side. "Hey Bee!" Said bot raised a hand in greeting. "Hey Sari." She looked at the orange and white mech in her yellow friend's arms. "Who's this little guy?" "Oh, this is Blades. Say Hi, Blades." He raised one of the mech's tiny black servos and waved it, causing Sari to giggle.
Bumblebee turned to his remaining friends, who were still frozen in shock. "Are you guys just gonna stand there like dead fish all morning?" They snapped back to reality, Jazz walked toward the group. "Bumblebee, is that-" He was cut off by the young Autobot. "A Sparkling? Yes. When'd I find him? Last night. Why's it here? Because I brought it here. Where'd I find him? On the rooftop. How'd he get there? Fell from the sky. Why am I answering my own questions? I have no idea."
"Well, that's all my questions answered. Anyone else?" Nobody answered. Bumblebee leaned toward Sari and whispered in his friend's ear, then the two turned the rest off the group, cranking the puppy dog eyes up to maximum. "Can we keep him?" They begged. "Please?" Ratchet spoke up immediately. "There is no way-" Optimus cut him off. "Fine." Sari and Bumblebee high fived while the other Autobots just stared at their leader in shock. "But," Optimus continued. "Bumblebee will not be the one to raise him."
Bumblebee stopped his celebration with Sari, looking crestfallen. He'd come to adore Blades, and was pretty sure the Sparkling had come to adore him as well. Optimus noticed the happy bot's sudden change of mood. "Sorry, Bumblebee. I know you want to take care of him, but you're still so young yourself." He gently eased Blades out of the young scout's arms.