A/N: first of all, a BIG, MASSIVE thank you to optimusprime007 who messaged me with all these plot points I could use and boy oh boy did my muse latch on and not let go. Thank Primus for that!

Warning: Implied horizontal tango, nothing explicit (might border on hilarious, though)

Family is Forever – Chapter 14 – Awkward

Harmony sat up in her little sparkling berth, little optics fearfully searching her small room. Seeing nothing but the familiar blue walls, her toys and datapads strewn here and there, she relaxed a little, but couldn't find it within herself to go back into recharge.

She had a nightmare. About the black cat Con. Only this time, he escaped with her and took her down into the ocean.

'Can't remember the last time I dreamed about him,' she thought to herself, shifting off the berth, grabbing her SunSun with one hand and cuddling it to her side. Using the little step ladder, the white sparkling toddled to the door, pressed the lever at sparkling height, and left the room, crossing to the opposite door which housed her parent's quarters.

Knocking, Harmony listened for a sound. Usually her papa would hear her, having such good audio's, but there was no call to enter.

Not liking that she had to stay in the hallway at night, Harmony pressed the sparkling lever and peeked in, frowning at the really odd sights and sounds.

Her father was on top of her papa, covered to their waists with their blanket, and beneath the blanket they were moving oddly, almost like they were connected there somehow. It seemed like her father's hips were moving back and forth…maybe he was dancing? But there was no music! They were both panting, her papa's hands wrapped around her father's neck, but it wasn't unusual. Papa usually hugged father around the neck a lot. They also kissed each other a lot too, which is what they were doing now while they were…doing whatever it was they were doing.

Their kiss broke, and Harmony heard her creator's panting. Her papa had his helm thrown back, and…oh, he had no visor on. Only his optics looked different to her's under her visor, and he was…saying things in a really odd sort of voice, like he was in pain, but not in pain.

"Oh baby, Ah'm so close…harder!"

"So beautiful, my beautiful Jazz."

Their bodies seemed to move faster, fluidly, and Harmony tilted her helm to the side as she tried to figure out what they were doing. It had to be dancing. Sometimes her papa moved a bit like that when dancing.

"Oh frag yes!" Jazz yelled as overload took them both, Prowl growling into his neck, bliss flowing through them.

And then a little voice reached his audio's.

"Papa, you know that you can't say the f-word."

Jazz was sure that his spark stopped, and if the sudden stillness was any indication, Prowl's did too. In tandem, they slowly looked towards the door of their berthroom, where their daughter was looking at them, gaze questioning and innocent, her plush toy cuddled to her side.

'Oh…frag…' Jazz swore over their bond.

'I am mortified. Thank Primus the blanket didn't go below our hips,' Prowl replied, wishing that he had not decided to be frisky in the middle of the night.

"Uh…yeah…Ah know, darlin'…but Ah forgot," Jazz responded, finally, to his sparkling, both he and Prowl shifting and separating from their intimate embrace and covertly cleaning up. "What's up? Can't recharge?"

Harmony shook her helm, walking closer and being picked up after her papa cleaned his hands with a cloth. She cooed, cuddling closer to her carrier's nice, warm body and whimpered, "Black cat got me again."

'No wonder she wandered in. At least it's been eight months since her last nightmare,' the doorwinger mused over the bond, settling himself into a position of propriety. Jazz inclined his helm once at his sparkmate, before attending to their sparkling.

"Ya know we'll protect ya," the visored mech reassured, petting her doorwings.

"Still scared," she mumbled.

With a soft smile, Prowl reached over the directed his offspring's helm to him. "It's fine to be scared. Everyone get's scared sometimes, dearspark. Even your papa and I."

"Really?" asked Harmony.

"Really. It's different for everyone. For example, did you know that Sideswipe is afraid of clowns? And that Uncle Sunny is afraid of mud?" the tactician replied, hearing his bondmate choke back some laughter at the last part – a half-lie if ever there was one.

Harmony nodded slowly, comprehending it, before asking, "What are you and Papa 'fraid of?"

Without any hesitation, Prowl replied, "Of losing you. You are so precious to us, dearspark."

Harmony smiled at her father, curling up into Jazz's chest once more, but couldn't let her niggling curiosity go from before.

"What were you guys doing before?"

Jazz threw a quick, panicked glance to Prowl, who looked helplessly back, and decided to answer in the most honest way he could for a sparkling processor. "Well, it's a way of bots who love each other very much in a romantic kinda way to be happy with each other. Not for sparklings, darlin'. It's really private. No one else is really s'posed to see it."

Harmony frowned and tentatively put forward her suggestion. "So, it's like…bed-dancing?"

Prowl choked on his laughter this time, as Jazz smirked and said, "If ya wanna call it that, yeah. But if ya ever see me and ya daddy doin' that, it's better to let us know ya're there."

"Ohh," said Harmony. She got it. It was for bondmates, like her creators.

Satisfied with the answer, she drifted off into recharge, lulled by the beat of her carrier's spark.

'That was awkward,' muttered Prowl over their bond, settling down and letting his optics shutter, Jazz following suit with Harmony curled up in his arms.

'Ya're tellin' me. Imagine what it's gonna be like when she reaches maturity.'

'Actually, I'd rather not imagine. You can do all of the 'talks' with our creations.'

'No fair!'

'All's fair. Now go to recharge.'

Jazz couldn't rest and sent one last message before falling into a smug rest. 'Imagine the day that she brings a mech or femme home.'

A/N: This was to make up for the absurdedly short chapter 13. Hope you liked it! I think the muse bounced back with this one. REVIEWS!

I hope I wasn't the only one laughing with this chapter.