Author's note. Inspired by all those cute Youtube videos about baby transformers. Sequel to 'The Autobot Prank.' You might want to read that in order to understand the story.
Enjoy and please review.
"Why is Screamer so mean?" Chromia demanded as the Sparklings lay in their cots. Despite how tired they actually were, none of them wanted to sleep just yet, though they knew it wouldn't be long till they dropped off.
"Cause he's a slagger," Ironhide said hotly as Skyfire said sadly. "He's really upset with me but I don't understand why."
"What are we going to do?" Elita said quietly as she snuggled close to Chromia, wishing Optimus was with her.
"Find a way to get back to normal," Ratchet said firmly. "Pwimus, I'm not staying like this forever."
Ironhide giggled.
"Didn't know you lisped, Ratchet," he sniggered as Ratchet elbowed him.
"Shut up, it's not funny," he grumbled as there came a sound of sniffling from the Femme's cot.
"Elita,"Skyfire asks softly. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," Elita whimpers as Chromia hugs her. "I just miss Optimus, I want him here so much."
"He'll get us back," Ironhide said firmly. "You wait and see."
Whimpering softly, Elita falls into recharge, the nights events finally catching up. Yawning, Chromia said, "We won't let them beat us, will we Hide."
"Not on your life," the little red Mech said fiercely but tiredly as sleep started to work it's magic on him too. Soon both him and the little blue Femme were asleep.
"Ratchet," Skyfire says softly. "I'm scared, I don't want Starscream to hate me."
"He won't," Ratchet said firmly. "I'm we'll make sure Starsweam doesn't twy anything either."
"Thank you," Skyfire says as his optics close and he goes to sleep. Ratchet smiles as he feels himself falling into recharge.
"Your welcome."
Some time later.
"Rise and shine," came a cheery voice from out of nowhere.
There was a chorus of groans and mumbles as the Sparklings woke, and lay blinking as their room's light was turned on, Skywarp was in the doorway beaming.
"Aw," he said as he came over to peer into their cots as they lay there, rubbing their optics. "Don't you look so cute."
"Out you come my darlings," he said fondly as he lifted both Elita and Chromia out and set them, yawning, onto the floor. After he had done the same with the little Mch's, he led them out of the room, to where Thundercracker was waiting. Skyfire breathed a sigh of relief, at least Starscream wouldn't be starting on him first thing.
"I'm hungwy," Ratchet groused as he rubbed blearily at his optics. Skywarp patted his head.
"Don't worry, you'll be getting some nice Energon once we're at Hook's," he said smiling.
All of the Sparklings froze.
"Hook?" Chromia repeated, optics widening. "Why do we have to see him?"
"To get your check ups," Thundercracker said firmly, stepping forward to take hold of Ratchet's and Skyfire's hands. Skywarp took hold of Elita's and Ironhide's, telling Chromia to take Ironhide's hand. She did so and the Sparkings were led out of the room.
Thankfully, there didn't seem to be any other Decepticon's about so they made it to the Med Bay without incident. Waiting for them, however was Megatron and Starscream, as well as the Medic Hook.
"Swell," Ironhide grumbled as Megatron sneered down at them.
"Well, hello again. I hope you all had a good recharge," he said with a smirk as he patted Chromia's head, chuckling at she snapped at him.
"Mia," Skywarp scolded as he lifted Elita onto an examination berth. "That's very naughty."
"Never mind, Skywarp, I'm sure you'll teach her good manners soon enough," Megatron said as the other Sparklings were popped onto the table as well. Chromia stuck her glossia out at him.
As Hook started scanning them, Megatron drew himself up, the better to sneer down at them.
"I think some rules are in order. What do you think Starscream?" he said turning to his SIC.
"Oh yes, Megatron, definitely some rules for these little miscreants," he replied, his optics glinting.
"Firstly," Megatron said. "You will obey any order you are given." Chromia put up her hand and said, "Even stupid ones?"
"Secondly," Megatron continued, optics glinting dangerously. "No insolence."
"You will speak when spoken to," Starscream cut in, as Ratchet pointed out, "You don't."
"And no back talk."
"No running madly about."
"No stuffing yourself with treats."
"You will address us all with respect."
"Even Starscream?" Elita piped up which both Mech's ignored, though Starscream looked furious.
"You will go to bed on time, and go straight to sleep."
"No touching what is not yours."
"No trying to escape, no trying to contact the Autobots."
"You will eat what you are given, and that means all of it."
"No biting, kicking, punching or fighting of any kind."
"You will have a bath every night, or more if you need it."
"Awww," Groaned Ironhide as Hook peered at his optics. "No fair."
"No tantrums, no screaming or trying to get attention in any other form."
Megatron paused before saying, "Understand."
"Yes," they all grumbled as Thundercracker nudged them.
"Good because if you disobey in any way you will be punished," Megatron warned before saying, "Well, Hook?"
"They're all healthy, there have been no complications," replied the Decepticon Medic as he straightened. All the Sparklings and Skywarp looked relieved. However Hook wasn't finished.
"But since they're reverted back to their Sparklings states, they're going to need jabs, there's too many microcode's on this Planet."
"What," yelped all the Sparklings as Megatron and Starscream sneered.
"Don't worry," Skywarp said, hugging them. "Me and TC will hold your hands as Hook and Starscream give you your jabs."
"Starscream's giving us jabs?" Skyfire asked, trembling slightly.
"Oh yes," was the sneering reply from the red Seeker. "But don't worry. I'll be gentle."
Author's note. The Sparklings get their jabs next chapter. How will that go? Find out next time.
Skyfire: "I ain't cute!" *tries to kick me again, but I pick him up beforehand*
Haluwasa2: "I think you need a nap."
Skyfire: *begins to struggle* "No not a nap! I don't need a nap! I just took one in the chapter!"
Sparklings: *doubled over laughing*