Me: Alright guys, here the last chapter!
Whiteout: aww… dis is the last one?
Me: dun worry mon, thezz gunna be anoder von
Whiteout: YAY!
Me: *snicker* anyway, enjoy this last chapter as I've enjoyed typing the entire story guys! Please review!
Disclaimer: genie, grant me possession over Transformers… crap, he won't let me… Whiteout and Jumper are mine… Jumper is the first sparkling of Ratch' and dear 'Jack, just so y'all know…
Epilogue
Whiteout reached the end of his youngling years. Tomorrow, he would pick an alt mode and he couldn't wait until then. Jumper brought back Whiteout to the real world with a tap to the shoulder. He pivoted his chassis to see the other youngling. Jumper's color scheme was a light blue and he had a talent for inventing gadgets at the young age of four and critters. He is also the first sparkling of Wheeljack and Ratchet.
"Oh, hey Jumper," Whiteout greeted.
Jumper sat down next to the standing Whiteout, looking up, "Whatcha doin'?"
"Nothing really. What about you?" Whiteout shrugged, taking a seat.
"I just finished my recent project, Mouse," Jumper stretched out his arms and slowly opened his cupped servos. A tiny little robot in shape of a mouse moved around, trying to escape his creator's hold, "I can't believe Prime actually gave it a spark. I mean, it could already run on its own without one, but he's so nice."
Before Whiteout could take the chance to say "cool", Sunstreaker spoke, "I knew I suspected someone on this roof."
"Hey, Sunstreaker, wanna see my mouse?" Jumper asked, getting up on his pedes. Sunstreaker nodded as he knelt down. Jumper opened his servos again to reveal the frightened creature.
"How many little critters do you have?" the yellow mech asked.
"This one's my sixth," the blue youngling said proudly. Jumper had created a small canine, three felines, a snake, and his newly-built mouse. Wheeljack and Ratchet were proud, but they don't like inding a snake slithering in their studies.
"Your creators are looking for you," Sunstreaker said to Jumper, still kneeling.
The youngling's optics widened a bit, "Slaggit! I forgot about Slither!" With that said, Jumper disappeared through the door leading to the roof and down the stairs.
Sunstreaker chuckled and welcomed Whiteout's hug. The white youngling sat on his lap and stared at the sun as it began to disappear.
"I can't wait until morning," Whiteout said happily, "My alt mode is gunna be so cool."
"You want to tell me what?"
The youngling shook his helm, "Nope, but I'll hint. It'll be one of the new cars that pulled in."
The yellow mech was now deep in thought. The total number of new cars now in the lot was well over twenty. Quite a few were white.
"Tere's so many of them," Sunstreaker said, giving up on his thinking.
"But only one will be mine,"
THE END guys! Please review and I'll see if I can come up with a sequel over summer vacation! Love yall!