Chapter Four

I want to apologize for not updating this sooner. I have been busy working all summer. Usually I come home drained of any energy and just want to be lazy. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

~Solarflare~

At some point, I finally fell asleep in the kind mech's arms. When I woke, I was laying between the mech and his sparkmate. They are so nice and caring to me even if I have a nightmare. Even Fifi is so caring. Is this what it feels to be loved, to be cared about so well and not ever be punished? Closing my optics, I curl up against the mech next to me falling back into a light recharge. Just as I doze off, the mech moves me gently so he can get up. Sitting up, I look up at him rubbing my optics sleepily. "Go back to sleep little one." Where is he going? I chirp at him, asking where about his where abouts he intends to go. The femme next to me sits up and looks at the mech. "Optimus, do not tell me you woke her up or so help me I will find one of Ratchet's wrenches and hit you with it." Opy? I hold my hands out to him as he explains to his sparkmate, "I did not wake her Star. She was awake before this. I thought she fell into a deep recharge but it must have been a light recharge. No Solarflare, you will stay here with Star until I am done with my meeting." Huffing, I turn my back to him and cross my arms over my chest with my head held high. If that is the case, so be it.

I hear him and Star chuckling at me. At the sound of the door closing, I know he has left the room. Star lies back down and goes to doze off but not for long. Grinning, I crawl over to the dark blue femme and chirp. She mumbles something and ignores me. How dare she ignore me! I continue, but she continues to ignore me. Such treatment hurts me, even if she does not mean it. It feels like when my creators ignored me. Giving up, I crawl over to the edge of the berth and slide onto Fifi's back. Clinging to her back, she walks toward the door that opens into the hallway. Having sensed my hunger, she heads toward what I can only assume is the medic bay. The door opens as she nears it before entering. The red and white mech curses from a corner in the med bay. Sliding off the light blue cat, I walk on my servos with Fifi in front of me as I head toward the voice; she does this so I do not fall and hurt myself. Soon I am standing behind the medic chirping my demands. He drops a wrench surprised before looking behind him to see me.

Ratchet, as I remember him from yesterday, looks around the room quickly searching for the source of that sound. After scanning the room with his optics, he looks down shaking his head, "I must be hearing-" He jumps back shocked half way through his sentence when he finds Fifi and I sitting at his feet. The medic gathers his "Now how on Cybertron did you manage to get here?" I hold my hand up while Fifi curls up in a ball and dozes. The mech looks at the sleeping feline as I wait patiently. Sighing, the medic mech bends down and picks me up. "Did you have anything to eat yet or are you here to annoy me?" I hold a digit up to indicate the first option. He looks at me with his blue optics shocked that I understood him. Well of course I can. Ever since I could remember, I have always been able to understand any bots even when I was very young when I should have had a hard time understanding them. "Alright little one, let's get you some energon." I chirp happily. He cradles me in his arm as he fixes a cube of low grade energon for me with his other hand. In no time the cube comes into view and I chirp happily while holding my little arms out for it. He smiles as I take it and begin drinking the energon. Ratchet smiles at me, something he refused to do when I first arrived here. I wonder if he changed his thoughts about me; I think he did if he is smiling now.

~Star~

After recharging for a while longer, I sit up and state, "Solarflare, are you hungry?" I look around to find the room empty. Worried, I call out for the white sparkling, "Solarflare? Solarflare answer me! Where are you?!" Frantically I look under everything that a sparkling could get under such as the berth the desk only to come up empty handed. Upon standing there unsure where that sparkling went, I notice the door is unlocked. "Slag it Optimus!"

Storming out of my shared quarters with Optimus, I quickly run down the halls to the meeting room I know he is at since there is always a meeting every early morning. I usually never attend and have him fill me in later since I am never a morning person. Barging in on the meeting, the room goes quiet as I yell at Optimus, "Slag it Optimus! You forgot to lock the door and now Solarflare is missing!" He looks at me worried as everyone looks confused. Well of course everyone is going to be confused, we never told them about Solarflare yet since she has only been here less than a day.

A mech asks, "Who is Solarflare?" Before I even get a word in, Prowl states, "Solarflare is the young sparkling they have adopted after Star came upon her in the field." The room of confusion comes to an understanding them.

Then Prowl proceeds to question us, "And how did Solarflare manage to escape your quarters when the doors never senses sparklings that young to open for them?" Now that I think about it, how on Cybertron did that happen? Optimus speaks up, "Was Fifi in the room?" Fifi? She was in our quarter. "That feline; no she was not. Optimus, do not tell me she helped the sparkling escape?" The black and white mech stands. He suggests, "May I suggest we search the base. She cannot get far without our knowledge." In no time, the other bots in the meeting room have emptied it and are searching the entire base.

After several hours, Optimus and I head down to the med bay, one of the last rooms that have not been searched. What we find is something I did not expect. Ratchet is off somewhere and his assistant is fixing an autobot. In a corner is Fifi sleeping while the white sparkling uses her as a pillow happily enjoying herself.

First Aide, Ratchet's assistant, looks up at us and smiles. "Ratchet said Fifi brought her down here to get some energon. She has been behaving very well. Right now, she is playing a sparkling game on his datapad." I look at the sparkling and let the tension out knowing she is safe now. For a moment I thought she might have been kidnapped or found a way off base or even ran away. Hey, you never know.

Optimus walks over to her and picks up Solarflare who ignores him to keep playing her game. He looks at the datapad she is playing on curious only to frown with a look of confusion. "First Aide, what game was she supposed to be playing?" The medic comes over and takes the datapad away with a confused look pasted to his face before becoming surprised. "Ratchet gave her the datapad set on the sparkling game and it is untouched."

Solarflare chirps while stretching her small arms out as far as they will go in an attempt to get the datapad back. Having enough of being confused, I ask, "What are you talking about? If she was not playing a game, then what the fraggit was she playing?" First Aide shows me the many difficult equations that the sparkling first started with to the last one she still has yet to finish. All the finished equations had work shown and the correct answers.

I state, "Impressing." Optimus still looks bewilder, not sure what to say. Finally he states, while the sparkling still is trying to grab the datapad back but is unsuccessful due to her small arms, "I never thought a sparkling could be this intelligent." Just then, the little arms freeze, processing what my sparkmate said before moving to her little hips and staring up at him with her red optics chirping something.

I chuckle as Optimus looks amused. The medical assistant says aloud, "I wonder if she actually understands us and is trying to say something." Well of course she is trying to say something and apparently she understood what Optimus said a while ago and what you just said. Solarflare glares at the medic before crossing her arms across her chest and nodding her head at him. Just then, the little white femme sees the datapad that she forgot about and chirps pointing at it. I take it and shake my head, "Not until we teach you to speak little sparkling." She pouts at me and tries to beg with her optics but it does not work, at least not on me and I make Optimus not give in to her cuteness.

~Optimus~

After informing Prowl that we finally found the sparkling, Star and I head to our quarters where we begin teaching the little one to speak. At first the sparkling kept playing with Fifi then wanted energon. After getting her something to eat, the sparkling sat down just as we were ready to attend to something else. She kept chirping at us with a smile on her face ready for something. We took it as a sign that she was ready to learn to speak.

Now many hours later, my adopted daughter is able to speak sounds. "Say Op-ti-mus." Even though Star pronounced my name slow enough for the sparkling, Solarflare still is unable to say it. The little white femme blinks several times, probably thinking about how to pronounce my name with the sounds she learned today.

"Ooohhhmmmm?" Star shakes her head as Solarflare tries again. "Ooooppp?" Another shake of the head followed by the pronciation of my name by Star, the sparkling tries again. "Oooyyyy? Ooopppyyy?" Just as my mate goes to shake her head again, the sparkling excitedly states, "Opy! Opy! Opy!" I look into her red optics filled with happiness and joy that just warms my spark. Smiling I pick of the sparkling that continues to say Opy. "You may call me Opy."

Solarflare points at me, "Opy." I smile at her, happy she is able to speak and at least call me something. Surprising us, the female points at my dark color mate only to state, "Star." Then she points at her Cybertonian feline, "Fifi." With that, the sparkling said her first three words. She chirps and points at something on a familiar shelf; energon cubes. Chuckling, I hand the sparkling over to Star. Standing at the door, I watch as my mate prepares an energon cube for our sparkling thinking this is what it must feel like to be a parent. On that note, I leave the room filled with plans for the sparkling the next day. Tomorrow she will have a play date with another close to her age.

I want to thank everyone for reading as well as following me.

Thank you AllSpark Princess for your review. To answer your question, Ratchet thinks that Solarflare could be a decepticon spy even though she is just a sparkling. Thank you for asking.

Thank you again for reading this. It means a lot.

I do not own any characters or anything from Transformers Prime except for the adorable sparkling Solarflare and my friend's femme Star.