No more 'The House 2' for me...I get scared to sleep at night without knowing what's behind my room door.
Today we have a surprise from beyond the stars, that and a competition on who's the best at taking care of Sideswipe. Also, I don't decide to end this story too soon, if you'd just give me any ideas, I'll write it down for you and this will continue on for as long as you guys want.
I'm very generous, feel free to tell either by review or PMs. Enjoy.
"Higher Sunny! Higher!" giggled Sideswipe. The yellow twin happily complied to his brother's request but still mind the scratches and dings after the last events with the 'Cons. The sparkling is learning more and more by the day, but because his spinal strut still hurts, he wouldn't be able to crawl much, though he actually prefers to stay in his brother's arms.
Over the past few days, Sideswipe starts to get more active, with the mineral-mixed energon, hours of recharge and plenty of cuddles, the sparkling improves greatly. He even learn how to make simple sentences.
"Take it easy kiddo," chuckle the older mech. "I'm not tossing you sky-high. Hopefully you wouldn't jump off the berth either just to feel the air," then the realization dawns upon him. "You want to do Jet Judo...don't you?" ask the yellow twin with a quirk brow.
Sideswipe just giggled and blew a raspberry in his brother's direction. Sunstreaker hugged the sparkling and start to tickle him mercilessly causing Sideswipe to shriek with laughter. He twisted and turned, trying his best to avoid the feather light touches.
Thankfully the torture ended minutes later when Sideswipe's cooling fans kicks in. Sunstreaker stop his ministrations and took his brother from the blanket coccoon and rested him at the crook of his left arm. The sparkling is panting slightly, his mouth opened trying to circulate the right amount of air to cool his systems.
"Aww...poor sparkling, all tired now. Maybe now's the perfect time for you to get your recharge," cooed Sunstreaker. He gently place his brother on his pillow and cover him with the thermal blanket.
He gaze upon his brother warmly, the small fingers wrap around his larger digit loosely as Sideswipe entered his recharge cycle. Kissing the helm, Sunstreaker went out silently because Prime decided to have a meeting.
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"So wait...the femmes are coming here? To Earth? TODAY?" Gears asked increduously. Prime, Prowl and Jazz all nods in synchronization. The other Autobots are all beyond surprised when their commander suddenly blurt out that the femmes that are suppose to be on Cybertron are paying a visit to the Ark.
"But why suddenly? Don't they have some things to sort out there?" Hound ask from beside Mirage.
"Isn't Shockwave still a threat? With the spacebridge and the 'Cons back home..." Brawl points out. Even the other Autobots start to point out what should be a worry but Prime simply held a hand up, silencing them.
"Shouldn't be too much of a problem. The femmes seems to have found a whole underground of neutrals and Autobots. Apparently they've created a machine to contruct small excess of energon by recycling the city's oil. Not plenty, but sufficient. While they take care of Shockwave, the femmes need to take a time off. Everything on Cybertron has been taken care of, Shockwave doesn't even know,"
Murmurs erupted after Optimus explained everything. Some agreed that the girls do need some time off while some disagrees about leaving Cybertron just to take a vacation.
"Listen mech! Th'femmes are comin' an' they're comin' now. Why don' ya guys make yourself useful an' try ta clean this dump?" Jazz grins and wave off the mechs like they're his personal helpers.
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Everyone stared at the TIC with a blank stare, apparently they don't take mech who orders them around bossily seriously, not by Jazz the least. Prowl, they're used to him. Prime barely punish them except on heavy problems (Sideswipe gets it a lot).
"Jazz, I suggest you go," Prowl eyes his friend. Jazz turns to him somewhat nervously.
"Go? Go where?" he sheepishly ask.
"Just go," hissed the tactician. Jazz doesn't need to be told twice when he fled out of the room like Ratchet-about-to-explode chased him. The other Autobots just watch their fearless saboteur gone from their sight before bursting into snickers.
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When Sunstreaker returns to his room a couple of hours later, Sideswipe is still sleeping soundly. As much as he wants to let a sleeping brother lie, he'd have to take Sideswipe with him to watch the femmes' ship for touchdown. The sparkling whimpered in his sleep just as Sunstreaker's hands reach him.
Worried, he scoops Sideswipe up and stroke the helm. He then send love pulses through the bond so that he'd quiet down and return to a calm slumber. The yellow mech realized that ever since the Seekers got him, he's been having nightmares thanks to the traumatizing memory, which is why Sunstreaker got his protective gears up a notch.
"Hush now sparkling, let's get you out of here. Time to say 'hi' to the femmes," murmured the yellow twin. He holds Sideswipe closer as the sparkling latch on to him tighter. Lately, Sideswipe also seems a bit clingy with him.
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A slight worn down, semi-large silver ship descended on the soft grass near the Ark. The Autobots stood a few feet back, watching the ship opening its door. The femmes all but run towards the mech, hugging and/or kissing them. Everyone was thrilled to meet the femmes once more after crash-landing on Earth.
"Chromia, Elita, Moonracer, Firestar, Arcee, good to see all of you in perfect function," Prime happily declared, holding Elita close to him. The other femmes saluted and joined in with the mechs inside, a couple of femmes took their time to enjoy the scenery before them.
"Optimus, is this planet always so damp?" ask an amazed Elita.
"Some time are better than others. Why don't we just have a nice long talk in the Ark, I'm sure the humans would love to see you," inquired the Autobot commander. Elita giggled and called out her friends.
"I hope Earth is as wonderful as you state out sweetspark.." murmured the femme commander. Behind them, the rest of the Autobots watch their leader go all lovey-dovey without a word, but if you were to look closely, some of them are making gag noises, some just slack-jawed while some tried to hide their snickering.
Moonracer, who's been watching a nearby squirrel (and nearly squishing it accidently), went off towards her commander after being called. She then saw Sunstreaker at the back holding something in his arms. Curious, she went over behind him quietly and peeks over his shoulder, having to stretch to do so.
What she saw made her scream in glee and everyone turning their heads to her. The femmes even pull out their guns when they heard their younger sister.
"Moonracer? What's wrong?" Chromia ask, her large gun shining in the sun, ready to fire some plasma rounds at an enemy.
"Nothing's wrong, but look at what Sunstreaker here have!" Moonracer exclaimed enthusiastically. Sunstreaker shook his head after the high-pitch scream from his right audio. He felt some movement from the little bundle and saw Sideswipe had woken up from his recharge thanks to the femme.
"Is that...a sparkling?" ask a bewildered Arcee. "It's been a while since I've last seen a sparkling! Can I hold him? Is he yours? Who's the carrier? How old is him?" questioned the pink femme like a shotgun. With every question, she inches closer to Sunstreaker making the mech feel slightly uncomfortable.
"Umm...yes, not now, sort of, and long story to the last two questions..." he answered, looking everywhere but the femme in front of him. Elita also saw the bundle in the mech's arms and pushing through her friends to take a look at him. A long look because the features clicked in her head.
"Arcee...I think this sparkling resembles Sideswipe. Although his facial looks more like Sunstreaker," she points out. The femmes smushed their heads together to take a better look. And true enough, the black helm, the red paint all resembled Sideswipe, the only thing that resembles Sunstreaker is his face.
Silence~...
"YOU DID IT WITH YOUR BROTHER?" screamed Moonracer. Jazz, who was nearby, burst into laughter and had to hold Prowl's shoulder to leverage himself. Even Blaster couldn't hide his mirth. Sunstreaker suddenly felt like he's about to explode with embarassment, Sideswipe is looking up at him with innocent baby blue optics and he's a sparkling for Primus sake!
"NO!This IS Sideswipe! Wheeljack turned him into this a few weeks back!" he finally cleared things out. "Maybe we should discuss this back in the Ark, it's hot out,"
The femmes agreed and followed the mechs in. Jazz still laughing until a hard slap from Ratchet to the back of his helm finally shut him up for good, but he start again when he remembered the scene causing the medic to use his wrench.
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Once inside, Sunstreaker explained to the femmes on what had happened a few weeks ago whilst holding his brother. Sideswipe sucks his thumb and cooing quietly, watching the femmes with curious optics. Moonracer even hold out a finger for the sparkling to play with but Sideswipe just clutch to his brother tighter.
"I know this isn't normal. Wheeljack, don't you have any explosion room here like on Cybertron? You know...the blast-proof room where you put your inventions in while you watch from the viewing platform?" Firestar inquired. Wheeljack merely answer by shaking his head.
"Well...since us femmes are the natural progenators for sparklings back on Cybertron, why don't we take care of him for you. That way you can do your duties without any burden," Chromia stated out, her hands waiting for the sparkling to be deposited in.
Sunstreaker only stare at the femme and thinking of what she had just said. Burden? His brother is no burden, Sideswipe is what keeps him balanced all these times. After the accident, he doesn't fight with the minibots at all. And sending his brother to the femmes? They don't know what Sideswipe needs and when he needs them, he's the one with the bond!
"No, he's my brother therefore I'm the one who should be taking care of him," defended Sunstreaker, holding his brother closer. Even so, Chromia still won't back down.
"Really Sunstreaker, it won't be any trouble. Just hand him over and we'll take care of him," frowned the femme. Arcee and Moonracer even convinced the yellow twin to give Sideswipe up but he stood his ground.
"You femmes may be the one with all the skills but I'm the one with the bond! I got no trouble taking care of him these past few weeks and suddenly you said you want to take him from me? I don't think so!" he snarled.
Now it started. The femmes with their natural skills and Sunstreaker's protectiveness tried to bring down one another by judging how they take care of Sideswipe.
Meanwhile, the sparkling only sneezes and curl up in his brother's warm arms, letting himself recharge for the hundreth time that day. As Sunstreaker tried to defend his brother, something clicked in him, something devious.
Remembering the troubles the other mechs had while taking care of his brother, he doesn't think even the femmes can handle Sideswipe when he doesn't egt a dose of Sunstreaker. Cackling mentally, he grins.
"Alright, you want to take care of him? Sure, why not. I want to see how you femmes handle my brother without me. To make it easier, I'll let the rest of the Autobot team to help you,"
Handing Sideswipe to the stunned Chromia, he kissed his brother on the helm and walks off to his quarters for some buffing. Everything was silent for a few moment.
"That was a quick change of attitude..." Firestar suddenly said, breaking the silence. "But 'Mia, you got what you want. Time to prove what you can do."
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Since Chromia suggested to take care of dear Sideswipe, she and Ironhide are the first pair to watch over the sparkling. The warrior mech tried to explain how attached the two brothers are to one another but the femme just would not listen until she is satisfied.
"Alright sweetspark, let's get your energon and take you to bath, shall we?" cooed Chromia. She unwraps the blanket and rested Sideswipe at the crook of her left arm. The sparkling is small enough to fit snuggly there which made the blue femme amazed. She knew sparklings are suppose to be small but this small is just ridiculus.
"Here you go...made with the finest minerals we femmes have got to offer," smiled Chromia at the confusedly blinking sparkling. Where is his brother? Who is this bot? So many questions for such a young life.
Behind her, Ironhide cover up a snort. "If the kid knows where it comes from, he wouldn't drink it,"
Chromia scowled at him. What? She's a femme! If no one would give the right minerals to a growing sparkling, who will? Primus created femmes for a purpose, and nurturing is one of them. Turning her attention back to Sideswipe, she smile down upon him and rubs the tip at his mouth until he latched on to it.
"There, it taste good right? Who's the good, adorable mech? You are, yes you are," cooed Chromia, rubbing her nasal to Sideswipe's. Ironhide's right brow twitched when he heard the squeaky pitch his mate had just used. Truth be told, it weirded him out! Not to mention a bit creepy.
Chromia, a hard warrior, used guns and stick it up Decepticon aft, second-in-command for Elita's team and the mate for one of the Autobots' toughest warrior, used a squeaky voice and sparkling-ish attitude. Never will he hope to see THAT again.
Just a few seconds of drinking, Sideswipe scrunched his face and spurt the energon all over Chromia's chassis, causing the femme to yelp and gave Sideswipe to Ironhide while she wipes herself with a cloth.
"What happened? He suddenly threw up the energon," Ironhide asked, bouncing the crying sparkling gently. Chromia shrug her shoulders as she continues to wipe her chest and then retrieves the loudly crying bot from his mate.
"What's the matter sweetspark? Don't you like the energon? It's weird, usually sparklings love femmes minerals. You don't think something's wrong, do you?" Chromia ask her partner. Ironhide shrugs and eyed her from top to bottom, making Chromia feel a bit unease.
"Not sure, maybe there's something wrong with your minerals," he said then smirks. "Maybe I should taste some of it," chuckled Ironhide darkly, wriggling his fingers in front of her. The femme jumped backwards with horror and then, she came to her senses. She narrowed her optics and tensed her right leg just as Ironhide inches closer.
"YOU DESPERATE PERVERT!" she shouts. Raising her right leg high, she kicks Ironhide with all her might and managing to hit under his throat, sending the mech spiraling backwards and making him see stars. "Next time you want something, don't come running to me," snarled the furious femme.
She look down to see Sideswipe trying to squirm away. She groans and steps outside, still leaving Ironhide on the floor. He'd wake up sooner or later.
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"So he doesn't drink your minerals? Odd, sparklings usually doesn't make a fuss when handed their energon, they'd just drink it up," Arcee commented as she watch Sideswipe playing with his pedes on the couch. "Maybe you missed a dew details,"
"Like what? I know a thing or two about sparklings and I know this isn't right," Chromia huffed. She turned her head to Sideswipe who is now making chirping noises at the passing mechs. Moonracer kept staying by his side all the time, saying she wants to spend as much time with him as possible because 'he's cu~te!'
"I wonder what Sunstreaker used in the energon he gave to Sideswipe. Ratchet must've given him something," mumbled the femme. "Either that, or he just doesn't want to spend time with me, seeing how he enjoys with Moonracer,"
"Maybe she should be the one taking care of him. I bet he'll drink her minerals," Moonracer points out from her energon cube. They both look over to where Sideswipe is nibbling on their younger sister's finger. Moonracer simply stroke the sparkling's helm with her free hand.
"Look at that, if it's not bonding I don't know what is," inquired the pink femme, her energon forgotten at the moment. Even Chromia couldn't help but agree with Arcee. Moonracer seems to be doing well with Sideswipe, maybe she's good enough for him.
"Well, I think she's too inexperienced to do it alone, maybe Elita could help," Chromia suggested. She looks over to Arcee who's sipping her energon quietly, but she immediately shook her head after finishing the remaining contents in one gulp.
"She's too busy finishing up the report. And later she needs to get permission to take back some of the mechs' energon back home, and that'll take quite the time. She even doesn't have time to recharge,"
The two femmes just stare at each other in the longest time possible, until Chromia finally let out a groan and thumping her head on the desk.
"I'll help Moonracer if you want. Actually I wanted to do some work with the mechs but it seems that Ratchet covered that part with a 'you need your rest! Coming here from Cybertron took half of your energy and Primus knows when was the last time you had a proper energon! Recharge, rest, do anything but DON'T do something heave unless you want me to reformat you into a toaster!' And I don't even know what a toaster is," shrugs the petite femme.
"Sometimes I wonder how the mechs here can still survive after multiple bashings from Ratchet. Having a bot who knows how to rearrange your insides threatens you can be quite intimidating least to say..." mumbled the blue femme.
"Whatever reason it is, I think he still have a soft spot on these mechs, even if he threatens them. Let's see if we can take care of Sideswipe, later 'Mia," Arcee waved off and went over to Moonracer. They talk a bit more before heading back to the Ark's extra room which is also the femmes' temporary quarters.
Once they left with Sideswipe, Sunstreaker walks in to get some energon when he saw Chromia playing with her cube. He made his way towards her, but still making sure that Ironhide isn't near.
"How is Sideswipe? Even if I'm not taking care of him, I want him in good condition," exclaimed the twin darkly. Chromia knows that tone very well, it means he's not playing around. If he wants Sideswipe to be fine, he wants him to be fine.
"Don't worry, Arcee and Moonracer are quite capable of taking care of him," she replied. No mech is going to intimidate her, she's the intimidator not the intimidatee.
"Well then, I want him happy and satisfied with your 'treatments' once it's time for you to return to Cybertron. I don't want to deal with an annoying sparkling later on," smirk Sunstreaker. He then stood up to get a cube and drinks it in one go before leaving Chromia to deal with Prowl. Now that his job has been taken over by the femmes, he needs something to do. Who knew being off-shift for so long can be boring...
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"Sideswipe! Please stop crying, I beg you!" Moonracer plead. She tried to feed Sideswipe with her own brand of minerals but the sparkling just spit it out and start wailing at the top of his vocalizers. Arcee even tried to fed him but again, with the same result. The saprkling wouldn't have any of the femmes' minerals.
"I've never seen a sparkling to reject any minerals from a femme before! You think something's wrong with him?" Arcee shouted over the loud volume of Sideswipe's voice.
"I don't know! Maybe we should talk to Ratchet or Hoist!" Moonracer shouts back. She cradled the sparkling close to her spark, when Sideswipe seems to wail louder.
"I agree with you..." muttered Arcee as she tuned down her audios. They both walk out of the room to consult with Ratchet about Sideswipe's extreme behaviour. But what they're not ready is to see Sunstreaker and the Dinobots in the medbay. Ratchet is working on the yellow twin's knee when they walk in.
"Oh? Why is he crying?" smirk Sunstreaker once he saw his brother in Moonracer's arms. "Tell me he's drinking his minerals. He can get very cranky if he doesn't have any,"
"We're trying our best to give him, but he wouldn't have any," she tried to reason. "You didn't give him anything extra, did you? I've never seen a sparkling to react like this,"
"Hey, it's none of my business anymore. Ever since Chromia suggested you femmes are the best at dealing sparklings, I'm leaving him to you," shrugs the golden twin, but then he yelped loudly when Ratchet zaps him with a rather powerful electrical jolt from his spark-charger for moving too much.
"Ratchet, what can we do to calm him? He wouldn't drink any of our minerals," whines Moonracer when Sideswipe's cooling fans kick in and the sparkling starts to hiccup.
"Well for starters! I suggest you shut his vocals! I can't think with all this yelling, and YOU! SHUT UP!" roared the medic at Sunstreaker thus giving him a bitchslap at the back of his helm. The yellow twin growls amd rubs the sore spot. He glances over to Moonracer.
"Give him to-..!"
Just as he's to finish that sentence, Grimlock pushes him to the floor and moved towards the stunned femme, a dark scowl on his face.
"Me Grimlock get him small bot. Him small bot making annoying noise! Me Grimlock knows to quiet small bot, give small bot," he growls out, extending his hands forward, demanding the sparkling.
"Oh no you don't noobzilla!" shouted Sunstreaker as he gave Grimlock a nice hit on the side of the face with a good kick. "My brother belongs to me, I'm the one who should be responsible for it!"
"Would you quit that! I just repaired that knee of yours, plus, I think you offended the others," another bitchslap goes for Sunstreaker's helm. "That's for attacking the Dinobots," smirk Ratchet sadistically. Sunstreaker groans and glared the medic who seems to have a shit-eating grin on his face, and did the unthinkable.
He slapped him back.
The femmes and Dinobots gasped at the sudden action, knowing full well how Ratchet could react when he got a whiplash of his own actions from anyone else, especially Sunstreaker. Sideswipe, who had been wailing just a moment ago, stopped and stared at his brother. Then he giggled when Ratchet hit the yellow mech back. Sunstreaker wouldn't have any of it so he hit Ratchet back and so the two slapped each other like the movie 'Night at the museum'.
"What is going on in here? Why is it so noisy?" Mirage barged in, but when he saw the scene before him, he stopped dead and smirk slyly, recording the entire thing without them knowing.
"Swoop stop fighting!" the Dinobot suddenly shout out, pushing foward past his brothers. The other Dinovbots don't take too kindly when Swoop just pushed past them like that so they all start a shove-a-rama. One side does slapping, the other does shoving and the medbay if filled with ruckus.
Everyone starts to gather there, not to stop them, but to enjoy the show. Sideswipe is still laughing in Moonracer's arms when Ratchet tackled his brother to the ground. The fiasco went for about an hour when Prime and Prowl finally heard what had happened and went down to have a look.
"Ratchet! Sunstreaker! Dinobots! What is going on here?" Prime shouted over the chaos. Everyone stopped and stared at their commander, frozen to say anything. The ones who just went there to watch also frozen in shock when the two superiors suddenly showed up behind them.
"Since no one would explain, I guess I have no choice but to send you all back to your quarters until I say you can come out. You are to learn how to deal with this sort of situation whenever it happens and to think on what you should have done quietly. Moonracer, I will be taking care of Sideswipe in the time being,"
Grimlock, who should be knocked out, opened his optics and tried to reason with Optimus. "But...Grimlock want take care of small bot.. Please...?" he grins his cutest grin, although it looks a bit scary coming from a few hundred ton robot t-rex.
"No, Grimlock. I will take care of him in a moment," answered Optimus politely as he received the sparkling from Moonracer.
"Sir, there's something wrong with him. He wouldn't drink any energon mixed with minerals. Usually this doesn't happen," Arcee exclaimed. Then, Elita showed up after having a deal with Perceptor in his lab.
"Are there problems here? What's going on?" she ask, looking around when she spots Sideswipe in her mate's arms. "Oh? Now what are you doing in a loud place like this? Do you want to come back to my room with me? Arcee, did he have his minerals?" she ask her teammate. Arcee shook her head.
"She wouldn't drink any of our minerals. Chromia tried, Moonracer tried and even I tried. The only ones left are you and Firestar. I wanted to ask Ratchet to check him but obviously they were busy," she huffed, glaring at the medic and frontliner. Elita listened carefully and understood the problem almost immediately.
But then, her mischiveous streak decided to have some fun playing around these bots.
"Well, why don't we ask Firestar to nurture him for us, then we'll ask each mech to feed him and come up with a conclusion on why he is behaving this way," she suggested but inside, she's cackling like a maniac.
"I don't see why not. But first...as much as I hate to to this..Sunstreaker, did you use any minerals for Sideswipe?" Arcee ask out. The older twin nods and release himself from Ratchet's grip on his neck and helm.
"Uhh..yeah. A sparkling can't drink plain energon remember? They always need minerals so that their tank systems won't strain to digest the energon. I thought you're suppose to know this since you are the original progenators for sparkling slash Cybertron?" smirk Sunstreaker. What goes around, comes around, how he loved that sentence.
Arcee was trying her best at keeping her cool since Prime and Elita are here, that, and everyone is watching.
"I know that..." she hissed out, gripping her fists tightly. "But I want to know what kind of brand did you use. We are trying to find out what's wrong with your brother,"
"It's from that shelf right there. But to make it easier, the answer is already in front of you," he points out, crossing his arms together. 'Literally...' thought the mech sadistically.
"Alright, thanks. Elita, do you know where Firestar is?" she asked, walking to the cabinet and pulling out a can filled with soft baby pink liquid as Prime ordered everyone back to their quarters.
"Here I am. You need anything Arcee?" came her voice from behind the crowd. Her expression is anything but pleased that made Moonracer bit back a chuckle, her guess is she couldn't see the brawl in the medbay.
"Yes, could you please feed Sideswipe with this energon mix? I want to see what's the different between this mix and our mix," explained the petite femme. Firestar nods and took Sideswipe from Elita's arm and received the bottle from Arcee, popping it into Sideswipe's mouth gently. The sparkling drinks the conetents for a few seconds and rested his head against Firestar's chassis.
Everyone thought that Sideswipe prefers the artificial mix rather than the natural mix but Elita, Sunstreaker and Ratchet knew it's too good to last. True enough, Sideswipe whimpered and squirmed away, wanting to be someplace else that made Firestar a little uncomfortable with the wriggling and whimperings.
"This is just insane...why wouldn't he drink anything? Are there anything else you did?" Arcee wondered, looking over to Sunstreaker. The yellow mech shook his head and yelped when Ratchet grips his earfin and tugs him to a nearby berth to continue repairing his knee.
"We should go see the mechs. Maybe they know what's wrong, Ratchet can you..?" just as Arcee wanting to ask the medic to scan Sideswipe, Ratchet cut her off.
"There's actually nothing wrong with him, didn't you hear Sunstreaker's clue. You have the answer all along," smirk the medic, shooing the femmes out, leaving only Elita.
"You knew?" she ask, smiling a bit.
"It's not that hard. Everyone suppose to know that little detail," answered Ratchet as he clears his tool. Sunstreaker tested his knees when he met Elita's gaze.
"I gave them the clue, what else is there for me to say? Usually it's the little detail that people usually forgets. Those little details are what completes a picture or a puzzle," shrugs the Lambo. Both medic and femme nods, following the others out to see their progress.
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"So you see, we want to know on who he'll be comfortable with. If you'd just feed him..." Moonracer politely ask permission from Powerglide to which the plane happily accepts. He did as he was instructed and cradled Sideswipe, taking him closer to his spark. But then Sideswipe turned away and whimpered, wanting to be away from Powerglide.
"Guess he's not interested. Sorry Powerglide.." smiled Arcee reassuringly. She took Sideswipe back from his arms and went off to search for others.
After several tirng hours and multiple trouble later, the femmes come to a conclution, Sideswipe doesn't like anyone at all. The girls are resting at a quiet corridor after being chased by a pissed Sludge.
"Who knew Sideswipe's decibels could reach that high," Firestar commented. She's holding the sparkling close to her, Sideswipe is being awfully quiet and extremely tired. He haven't got any energon for a few hours and his systems are still healing after being tortured the past few days. "Poor sparkling, he had such a rough day today," she cooed, stroking Sideswipe's helm lovingly.
"I can't believe the Dinobots could be so rough when it comes to Sideswipe. I guess those pranks he did on them finally did a toll to those poor mechs," Arcee chuckled tiredly.
After Powerglide, Arcee, Moonracer and Firestar went out to seek the minibots who immediately rejected except Bumblebee. But Sideswipe had too much fun dribbling and sucking his helm. Then they went to the Aerialbots but Sideswipe can only recognize Fireflight, even so he refused to be fed or listen to their sparks when they cuddled him. Mech after mech they seek yet they couldn't find anything wrong with him.
"Maybe we should give up...Chromia may be right about us being the original but Sunstreaker is also right about him sharing the bond. You might have forgotten but they're still twins. Their sparks are still one half of a whole..." Moonracer wheezed out. She herself needs some refueling after the long chase.
"I suppose we could return him. I need some energon, the Earth seems to have nearly finish its rotation for now," Arcee said. The trio gaze out the window that is situated right in front of them. A beautiful glow of orange, yellow and red light poured through and the scenery shows that birds and other small animals returning home after a hard day in search for food.
"This planet is a wonder... Huh...red and yellow, where have I seen that colour before?" Firestar lazily inquired. The femmes would have fallen into recharge right there and then if it wasn't for the three stalkers.
"Now now, it's not good for you or for a small sparkling to recharge here. Get up and get some energon, freshen up and recharge. Now that you learnt your lesson, I suggest you return him to his rightful guardian," Elita smiled, gesturing to Sunstreaker.
"Here...since you're the one to take care of him without a problem, I guess he's attached to you," Arcee finally confessed, handing the tired sparkling back to the waiting hands.
"The whole reason is because your spark energy doesn't have the same wavelength as mine, that's why he's not interested when you tried to calm him," Sunstreaker explained.
"But I wonder why before this he doesn't seem to mind," Ratchet suddenly ask.
"That's because he knew I'd be back very soon and he couldn't wait to see me. When the femmes decided to take him and practically took him into a wild goose chase, he panicked and lost synch of my energy waves. Why do you think I won't allow anyone to be near him in the first place? Prowl understood that, which is why he gave me a couple of days off until Wheeljack could rebuild that device,"
Ratchet and the femmes finally understood why Sideswipe reacted so negatively to others. All he wants is to cuddle up with Sunstreaker and feel his blazing spark next to his own tiny one.
"Well, we shouldn't be bothering you. You three, didn't you hear what I just said? Off now," shooed Elita to her comrades. The three femmes stand up and saluted, heading off to the rec room to get some energon. Elita turned her attention back to the two brothers. "Take care of him Sunstreaker, and don't let anything happen to him," said the femme commander, stroking Sideswipe's cheek.
"You know I wouldn't let harm come a hundred feet close to him," replied the warrior, optics dark with protectiveness as he hold the now sleeping Sideswipe closer.
"I know, just reminding you," chuckled Elita. She waved goodbye to the mechs and head off to talk to Wheeljack about important matters.
"You heard her, get him back to your quarters and put him on a proper bed," Ratchet cleared out. Sunstreaker nods and heft his brother up, shielding his small torso with his free palm as he head back to his quarters.
Goodness! I'm sorry if you guys waited for weeks just for this but honestly, I've been so busy with the move I barely had time to update! We're just going down the street for a bigger, more expensive house... *hohohohohoho...!* And since I'm an only child, it'll be mine once I'm old enough!
This is quite long...for me. I had to finish the last 2000 words today because I have to pack everything tomorrow..including my beloved computer.. *sniff* Once we're in, I'll be sure to type as fast as I could and update in less than a week, but no promise there 'cause...
MY RESULT'S COMING OUT! I'M SO DEEEAAADDD! DEAR LORD, HELP MEEEE!
It's out on the 23rd, and the same day I'm gonna go for a holiday with my family (they're gonna kill me first, I bet my ridiculus pocketmoney on it!) for at least a week or so. Then maybe I can post it out. After that...year 2011 starts..gosh, where have the days gone..?
BTW, anyone checked out Bumblebee's car mode got smashed to pieces in youtube while they were filming? He is so FRAGILE! Well, that's baby Bee for you. I'd love to talk more but it's getting late night here in the south-east Asia, around 11.30 actually. Well, enjoy the story, I'm heading to bed.