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=0=The Diego Diaries: Boo 3
They wandered onward adding Miracle and Prime into their group. Optimus had been talking to others nearby holding his son in his arms. Ratchet paused to look at the baby and chuckled. "Pays to advertise," he said looking at Prime.
The big bot looked at his baby and grinned. "This is Prowl's touch."
Ratchet looked at Prowl who smirked. "What else but this for his costume?"
Ratchet leaned in and looked closer. A body stocking covered Miracle from his peds to his neck while around his body like a big oversized belt was a replica of the Matrix of Leadership. It actually glowed a soft blue energy. "Where the frag did you get this costume, Prowl? Can I say brilliant?" Miracle smiled at Ratchet and offered him a bite of his cookie. Ratchet pretended to take one and Miracle chuckled. Then he put it back in his mouth to chew.
"The Guild. And Fabrication-Electrical. And the Art Guild," Prowl said with a proud grin.
"Epic," Ratchet said as they walked down the street to the Mall of Metroplex. It was a long chatty wander through the Mall, encounters with friends were had and treats collected. It was getting dark when they came out but the lights of the city were bright.
Pausing at the intersection, they broke into two groups each going their own way. Prime's group was heading back to the Residence and Ironhide's crew were heading for the Temple area. The human Habitat was lit up with the visitors inside watching through the big windows. They paused and traded slag, showing the infants through the windows. Pictures were had as well and would be among those downloaded into the scientists' blogs that night for human perusal.
They would be front page images all over the world by the next day.
Orion and Praxus walked along, a batman and a jack-o-lantern side-by-side. They looked up, down and all around. Occasionally, they bumped into each other and fell necessitating rescue by their grandatars. The amount of individuals and goings-on were overwhelming and soon the pair were walking in circles around each other. Pausing to unwind them, Alor reached down to straighten Praxus's little mask-hood-cap device. "There you go, cutie." He stood up and smiled, the little botlet raising his arms. "I can't carry you, baby. Your belly is too round."
Praxus listened and then walked to Tie Down. Patting him, Tie bent down. Praxus extracted a cookie and turned holding it up to Alor. His grandada melting around the edges with delight took it. Watching them, Orion looked at Tie Down. Smiling, he took a cookie from the container and turned looking at the adults. He walked to Alor and held it up.
"You have some lover boys," Ratchet said grinning. "Monkey bot see, monkey bot do."
They chuckled and turned walking along heading toward the towers beyond. All manner of infant ran about with family in tow. It was a mellow and very happy atmosphere, the first many of them had felt in eons.
-0-On Earth
They drove along the coast road heading for the beautiful City by the Bay. It was evening and by the time they reached the place they were heading for it would be very dark. They came in three trucks, each of them carrying one part of the project so if things went wrong no one would have all of it to explain.
The lights of the city burned before them as they entered and drove to the downtown parking garage where they would gather with the others. When they did, they would walk toward their goal, the one that had been planned for over a period of nearly a year.
The men sitting in the jeep in the parking garage wore masks. They were only known by their organization, not by any other markers. The others from their newly partnered militia wore nondescript clothing and in their casually garbed bodies guns of all manner were strapped within easy reaching.
They stood together talking for a moment, then turned and left the garage one or two at a time. Soon it was silent in the big empty space.
-0-In the city
They walked to the door of Club Cybertron and waited as a waiter passed treats into the pumpkin baskets. Inside, they could hear a lot of laughter and chatter going on as the holiday was being celebrated by all and sundry. The city was alive with movement as those who had the weekend off made their way around.
Tugging on leashes, Blackjack and Tie Down led the infants off again as they made their way to home in the Mare Tranquillitatis. Moving with the crowd going into their tower, they leaned out of the way of the crowd going out as they slowly headed for the elevators. Entering one, they rode up and walked to the apartment trick-or-treating down the hallway as they did.
Reaching their apartment, Sunspot opened the door and hurried in reaching the bowl sitting on the table. Barely able to lift it off, he staggered back to the door again. The adults moved out of his way as he poised himself bowl and all by the door. "I'LL GET THE TRICK-OR-TREATS!" he said with a giant smile.
"Good, Sunsbeam," Ratchet said sitting in his chair. "My dogs are tired."
Sunspot laughed and a knock on the door caught his attention. Opening it, the sound of several younglings saying 'TRICK OR TREAT!' loudly was met with a wide smile.
He bent down and got treats putting them into their receptacles. After a moment of chat, the treaters moved onward and he closed the door. Looking at the family watching him from the chairs and couches with smiles, he grinned. "THIS WAS SO FUN, ADA! WHEN CAN WE DO IT AGAIN?!"
"When it comes around on the calendar again," Ratchet said with a smile.
"CAN I KEEP MY COSTUME?!" he asked touching the petals gently.
"It's yours forever, Sunspot," Ironhide said. He patted his lap and the youngling ran over leaning against his atar. "I am so happy. There is so much fun here. I've never had any fun before here."
The room became quiet as the grandgenitors looked at each other nervously. "We are so glad you are happy, sparkling," Ravel said gently. "You know you're loved don't you?"
He looked at Ravel and smiled brightly. "I do," he said. "I love my family. I didn't know I had grandgenitors until they told me."
Blackjack snorted and grinned. "You do. Your family will keep you safe, Sunspot. You never have to worry about being loved or having fun again. You do know we get to go to a football game tomorrow."
He smiled brightly. "I know. It's so fun. Did you know Sunstreaker and Sideswipe are football players? They're really good. They are forwards for Kaon."
"So I heard. I can't wait. It's been vorns since I saw a game," Alor said. "You can sit next to me."
"I will," he said with a smile. Then a knock at the door drew him and he opened it. Silverbow was there and she came in hugging everyone. They chatted a while and then she left with her genitors and little hound dog brother, Rebel. He had wandered around getting hugs and kisses from all the grandgenitors.
"I think they can tell a grandgenitor, Alor," Ratchet said with a smile as Rebel sat on his lap grinning.
"I think they do. You can come sit on my lap anytime, sweetie," Alor said hugging the little bot with the long ears and a red nose over his own.
The little group gathered and left, the first of many to come. The family would sit watching Sunspot enjoy himself as the evening wore on.
-0-At the Residence
Prime opened the door and looked in the foyer of the Residence. A mob of infants and their smiling genitors were there. "TRICK OR TREAT!"
The sound washed over him and he laughed. Opening the door wider, his little mechs walked out with a bowl and began to give treats to the younglings and sparklings waiting. The crowds would continue for some time.
Inside, Prowl sat rocking the littlest mech who was sleeping. The other sparklings were sitting on the floor playing with toys. They had become calmer and the constant attention of the family and their helpers had been a great balm to their fright. It was a beautiful peaceful evening.
-0-San Francisco, California, USA, Earth
They crept to the places they had been tasked to go placing their part of the device together. The streets beyond were empty as the evening waxed to the darkest and most silent portion of its journey. The alley was dark and two of them watched for anyone unfortunate enough to come around.
They spoke in whispers putting the device together and then they turned to go. Moving away like ghosts, they walked to the edge of the alleyway. No one was on the streets. There were no security recording devices to worry about. So they walked back into the alley itself and one of them began to spray on the wall their painted message. All along the side of the business across the alley of their targeted store, they worked until everything they wanted to say was there.
A tall man turned and nodded to the others. With that, they melted into the night once more. The evening would begin to give way to the dawn when the device went off. The building that it was designed to destroy would go up in flames, shattering windows across the street.
The men responsible would be miles away disappearing back into their lives. Some would go back to their business roles and others would melt back into the military.
-0-At the bosom of love
A knock on the door called Sunspot from his Ada's lap. Running to open it, he paused smiling brilliantly. Then he ran out disappearing. As he did, three little hatchlings ambled in with smiles and little treat buckets in their servos. They were astonishingly beautiful. Pip stood for a moment then ambled over to Ironhide. He smiled as Ironhide settled him on his lap.
"What a beautiful sparkling," Ratchet said. Pip had a feather covered cap that trailed long plumes of emerald green and golden feathers. They were artfully placed to look like a bird of paradise with short feathers around his face and on his helm. Sprays of feathers trailed up and over his helm to make the effect of a plumed tail.
Dart and Flit entered followed by Sky Warp, Thundercracker and Starscream who held Sunspot. Dart's feathers were red, crimson and silver. Flit wore dark blue and light blue feathers the same way. They stood smiling, their little buckets in servo.
"Good evening, Doctor," Starscream said.
"I'm so glad you came, Uncle Starscream. I'll get some treats for the sparklings," Sunspot said. Starscream set him gently on the floor. Sunspot turned and began to fill up the sparkling's buckets, the babies expressing their delight to him.
Orion and Praxus walked over, two rotund little sparklings who were delighted that their best friends were over. Chatter began and the adults grinned listening.
"I'm glad to see you out trick-or-treating," Ratchet said.
"Good of you to give in to a squishy pastime."
Starscream smirked. "For the infants, I assure you."
They chatted a moment, then the hatchlings were herded out. All were heading for the Residence. It was silent a moment, then Blackjack shook his helm. "Starscream," he said with amazement. "Prime is a miracle worker."
"Uncle Starscream is helping me to be a Seeker, GrandAtar," Sunspot said. He stood smiling from the middle of a big yellow daisy. "He and the other Seekers like me. They teach me things and help me." A knock on the door caught his attention and he hurried to answer.
Alor looked at Ratchet. "This sparkling is … he's so sweet."
"His life has been terrible, Alor," Ratchet said softly. "He never had a childhood so he's having it now. It's a common phenomenon among infants who had terrible lives and get a second chance."
Alor nodded. "He's getting Seeker lessons from the trine?"
"And other Seekers. They love him, all of them," Ironhide said. "He's pretty slagging wonderful."
"He is," Alor said nodding.
The door closed and Sunspot turned smiling at them. "I just saw someone from my class."
"That is so nice, Sunspot. You got to do a good deed for a friend," Ironhide said nodding.
He grinned. "I really love Halloween, Ada and Atar. This is fun."
They grinned back. "With you it is," Ironhide said.
A knock on the door drew him happily back and the family sat watching as a pumpkin and a batman 'helped' a daisy while a Maker femmelet sat chewing on her fist.
It was all good.
-0-In San Francisco, California, USA, Earth
They came and worked on the fire. It burned like phosphorus and was hard to handle. When it was finally beaten down, the forensic arson inspector and detectives walked closer to look. As they did, they paused and noticed writing on the wall of the building across the alley from the burned out store.
A detective named Hollis took out his phone camera and aimed it. When he clicked, he turned it to look. The picture conveyed the text.
"AUTOBOTS, GO HOME! EARTH FOR EARTHERS!"
"Oh crap," he said quietly to his partner. His partner nodded grimly.
=0=TBC
2012 (11)