Author's note. Sorry for taking so long to update, I had some other stories I wanted to do. Plus it's getting close to exam time so don't be surprised if I can't update as regularly as I used to.

Anyway, hope you al like this, and remember suggestions are welcome.

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"There you go, princess," Skywarp cooed as he rubbed his little pink 'daughter with some sweet smelling oil.

She giggled as he did this and snuggled closer to him. Chromia giggled as she wrestled Frenzy with Ironhide in the warm soapy water.

"You smell nearly as nice as me, Lita."

"But not neawly as nice as Ironhide," Ratchet said with a sly laugh as Ironhide spluttered with indignation.

"Ah don't smell nice, take that back."

"I think you'll find you do, Hide," Elita snickered as the two Cassettes openly laughed.

"Yeah Hide, you smell like a bed of roses," Rumble said as he hung near to Soundwave's side as the large blue Mech carefully washed Ratbat with a cloth, the little Cassettes chirping with pleasure.

"Nah," Frenzy sneered as he finally escaped Chromia's grasp and rushed over to hide next to Thundercracker who was lazily leaning back.

"I think he smells like Femme perfume,"

"Why you," Ironhide said and he charged at the nearest offender who happened to be Ratchet and the two ended up wrestling and splashing each other with Rumble and Frenzy egging them on.

Skywarp laughed as he grabbed hold of Chromia and pulled her onto his lap with Elita so he could watch, while Thundercracker simply opened an optic then closed it again. Even Soundwave was relaxed as he withdrew a hand from the water to tickle Ravage who was lying nearby.

None of them noticed the gaping watcher who stood silently in the shadows of the Wash Room.

"Oh, they're never going to believe this back at the base," he thought as he continued to watch as the Decepticons happily washed and played with the little ones.

At the Autobot Base.

Meanwhile at the Autobot base, there was a meeting in progress as they discussed their options. Prowl was the first to speak.

"As you know, Jazz and Blaster made their report a short while ago, Mirage is in the Decepticon base and has thus far avoided detection. They're waiting for his next report which hopefully will be about our comrades,"

Optimus Prime nodded, looking drawn, as he had been ever since his mate had been taken. His men hated seeing him like this but there was unfortunately nothing they could do.

"Once he's made his report, we'll have a better idea of the situation and then we can plan," Prowl continued formally, since Optimus was so depressed, Prowl needed to appear even more serious than usual.

"Would you guys be able to cure them?" Bumblebee asked anxiously, looking over at Wheeljack and Perceptor. "When we get them back I mean?"

Perceptor nervously shuffled his data pads while Wheeljack looked thoughtful. Finally Perceptor said.

"Hmm, well as this, amen, condition seems to have been caused by a type of program, I imagine it would be possible to discover how it works..."

"And then replicate it," Wheeljack cut in. "Course we'd then modify it to have the opposite effect. Since they were adults, it would be more of question of overriding that Sparkling Program than anything else."

"The only difficulty," Perceptor said sorrowfully, well aware of the hopeful looks he and Wheeljack were getting. "Would be accessing the program in order for us to examine it and come up with a solution. As you know Sparkling systems are notoriously to read."

Optimus sighed heavily.

"If only Ratchet were here," he said quietly. "He is the best at that sort of thing, First Aid just doesn't have the experience."

They all sighed, their missing comrades had left gaping holes in their daily lives which couldn't be filled. Optimus in particular missed having Elita by his side later at night when all his responsibilities threatened to overwhelm him.

Suddenly there was a crackle as Optimus's comm. came to life and he hurried switched it on so that everyone in the room could hear.

"Hey guys, Jazz here,"

"Jazz, what news is there," Optimus asked quickly and everyone held their breaths.

"Good, I've actually got Mirage on the line so he can give you the low down," Jazz answered cheerfully.

"Thank you Jazz, patch him through," Optimus said, looking much more alert than he had previously.

A moment later.

"Mirage here, Prime,"

"Mirage, it's good to hear from you," Optimus said warmly.

"Afraid I haven't got long, don't want the Decepticons picking up on this signal," Mirage said quickly before saying.

"I've seen them and their all safe and healthy looking,"

"Thank Primus," Optimus said softly, a sentiment that was shared by all.

"Prime," Mirage said softly, almost hesitantly. "I don't think Skywarp will easily give them up, he's very attached and seems to be displaying all the signs of an actual Creator."

"Hmmm," Optimus said mumbled softly before saying. "What was he doing with them?"

"Having a bath."

There was a shocked silence in which Mirage ended by chuckling.

"It's true, he along with Thundercracker were bathing all six of them, and then Soundwave joined in, they looked like they were having a lot of fun. Ironhide and Ratchet were messing around together and Chromia and Elita were getting spruced up."

"They defiantly looked happy?" Optimus questioned, he would fel much better if he knew they weren't suffering.

"Defiantly," Mirage replied before saying. "I'm sorry, I have to go but I'll report as soon as I can with more information."

"Alright, thank you Mirage and good luck," Optimus said quickly before the connection was broken.

There was a moment of silence as everyone contemplated what Mirage had told them.

"I can't believe it," Bumblebee said at last. "Them all having a bath together and really liking it."

"It is perhaps to be expected," Prowl said thoughtfully. "If they have reverted to true Sparkling states of mind, then they will react positively if they are being treated lovingly."

"Do you think Megatron would let us talk to them?" Bumblebee asked quietly. "I mean, it wouldn't hurt to ask would it?"

"Maybe," Prowl said slowly. "If they are as happy as Mirage reports, Megatron might like think it would be rubbing our face plates in it if we could witness that."

"That is a good point Prowl," Optimus said standing up.

"And that's exactly what I'm going to do."

As Optimus left the room, Prowl suddenly looked very thoughtful, so thoughtful that Inferno said.

"Hey Prowl, what's the matter?"

"Mirage said there were six Sparklings," Prowl said slowly as he turned to look at his comrades.

"But we only have five Autobots missing."

Author's note. Sorry for shortness of chapter, the next one will be longer. In the next chapter, Optimus talks to Mgatron but does he get to talk to the Sparklings? And do the Autobots find out about Starscream?

Find out next time, until then.

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Skyfire: *sitting in the chair* I hate the chair. I hate the chair. I HATE THE CHAIR!

Starscream: *getting squeezed by me in a hug* I'll trade ya.

Me: Shush.