A/N: Hey readers! Warning! This is pure crack and I don't know what had been on my mind when I had typed this. More notes on the end.
Question No. 5
Number 7 suddenly confessed to be part of your family?
Me: Totally confused... How did I ever get related to Prolwl again? Although… I want my position to be something unexpected!
Question No. 6
Number 10 ignored you all the time?
Me: I would asked whyyyyy before trying on cheering him up on whatever I had done. There will be no qualms between us... And if Jazz would ever be so kind, I would not mind participating in some mischief.
Who would have thought that being a dimension traveler would give me the privilege to actually push a mech out of stasis lock that he might not ever wake up from? And no… I did not kiss him on the mouth plates. That is just a glitch aft fairy tale if you ask me.
Primus must be just trying to be kind to me after sending me here as I soon got to stare up to meet the bright blue visor of the silver mech. His body that was once lying on the slab was now propped up while he stays there before me.
"Jazz…" I whispered in awe as that visor dimmed and brightened simultaneously. It was taking a few minutes of fangirling away but I didn't mind. I knew he was trying to adjust to the sudden awakening, seeing that he was still out of sorts with his gears shifting and clanking here and there within his frame. I probably winced at some point when I thought about what Ratchet would do to my aft when he sees his patient up and at'em.
In spite of that, I was happy… very, very happy to actually see him online after a week of awful evading from mechs -Yeah, a week had passed since the accident in the cafeteria.- I think the mechs are still trying to avoid up till now while the soldiers sympathize my situation.
The thing is… A femme scorned is dangerous. After a little collaboration and little bribing with my future sons-in-law, I was able to actually give Epps a run for his money. That will teach him on embarrassing me in front of my crowned fandom! I mean… talk about getting a makeover… Epps had hair, curly freaking afro hair! He grew that hair so fast that he soon was a walking duster, broom or something. How the twins had managed to get a chemical that can grow hair like that was out of my me but I let it in exchange of giving my little one a time off my radar of protectiveness.
Because of the fact that the bots were still lenient about me at the first days of the week, Nimbus came and accompanied me though my depression like the greatest daughter that I couldn't have. That took out all her time for the twins which made them burn with jealousy… Adding to that metaphorical fire was the fact that I would rub it in their faces as I divert my little angel away from them.
Where do you think had my Nimbus got her protectiveness from? Of course, it was from me! Though, she was the one to decide that I was her top most priority so the twins can't really blame me for her thinking that. It's her processor, not mine…
"I think I over charge you too much…" I told the mech who wobbled and toppled off the bed when he tried to move. The frame was at a temperature that tells it all… like I mean, who the hell would say that a mech is sick at a state like this? I think he is still coherent enough though as he scooped me up and slurred out a chirp and warble. What I didn't count on the mech doing was this though… He was washing me with affection…
Then, suddenly, something clicked in my brain on what he was actually doing… HE WAS TREATING ME LIKE A SPARKLING!
I was actually scared for my life and whimpered when he pulled out a cube from somewhere, a cube of low grade. I know it was low grade because of the color that is truly lighter than the pinkish tone that the normal one has… Frag, he was going to actually feed me?!
Alertness, panic, fright, nausea and many other emotions passed… while in the back of my mind I knew that some of them were not mine. Those emotions only made my state worse as it make double of things.
"CREATOR!" There was a sudden burst from the other room as I heard a clang of a wrench from being dropped. There were actually loud curses going on around the other room with Ratchet throwing his wrenches and making Sunny and Sides do their own stunts to avoid being hit. How did I know? Well, judging from how my sons-in-law were shouting and spouting words for Ratchet to stop… you would really think of that.
But as amusing as imagining it, it was a mistake to actually not pay attention to what was happening before me because as soon as I was thrown back to my situation, I felt a tip of something pushed through my lips and into my mouth was something liquid.
It was too late when my little creation had come to stop what was being done. I had managed to actually down the liquid as Jazz sung me a Cybertronian tune. My struggles had failed me as I coughed and I spat but like a baby, the silver mech still insisted on 'nurturing' me…
I blackened out before I could actually hear Ratchet's horror and the twin's surprise.
Not appreciating what had happened after Ratchet managed to pump out all of that energon out of my systems, I would always flare with anger whenever I see something silver with a blue visor. I didn't really wanna hate Jazz but the thing about his delusion of seeing me as his little sparkling was a whack! He actually remembered that he does not have a sparkling until his creator protocols had been defragged!
"How do their family three work out exactly? I mean, Jazz actually thought you were his baby… How do they exactly get that?"
One soldier from the table before me asked. He was actually looking at me in hopes that I could explain Cybertronian social build or community construction. He got that idea, I guess… from the thought of Nimbus actually calling me her 'Creator' which was true.
"They get sparks or babies from the Allspark…" Samuel who was currently updated with what was going on since the time I had landed here, said with a lost look marring his face.
I think he was thinking again about what some mechs had taught us earlier… That the Allspark is where they get their next generation, and Sam had destroyed that… He destroyed the future of the Cybertronians and their chance to rebuild which Optimus had assured that he had not.
Sam had been depressed like me, ever since we had learned it but he tried not to show anything to anyone other than me when we are alone. Being the one with more experience with in how to handle and see if one is in that mood, I try and make use of pulling them out of it.
"That information is true but there are some other ways that are not so efficient for them." I nervously chuckled as I got all of the people around the table to pay attention. The stares they gave was making me nervous but heck, one was trying to pin me to the wall or figurative corner of the said wall that tells me he was not going to back down if I didn't continue.
"What non-'efficient' thing?" Sir Will asked me as he came and patted my head in greeting. He officially became my foster dad which meant that he became Nimbus' grandfather…
I nervously look up at them to answer.
"No pressure…" Epps smirked as he snickered at my expression. I knew that he was just teasing but really? Did he have to point that out? It just bring me more pressure.
"Yeah… No pressure at all… If the bots kill me for this, I will haunt you." He snorted as I stuck out my tongue out to him. Very childish but hey, we got this 'sibling' relationship. Monique said that we act like it too…
Oh, if you are wondering who Monique is, it is his wife. Yeah… His wife is present here and is making me a babysitter since I was an 'Epps'… Whatever that means…
"The inefficient thing that I am talking about is them creating their own with their frames…" I tried to make my thoughts into something they would understand… It saves me time on repeating embarrassing stuff.
"What? You mean that they also do sex? Like robo-sex?" I choked on my bread that Will had given me. Reaching out to a glass of water rather ungracefully which Rob had in hand. He gave me a pity worried look before bonking the soldier's head.
"Please, do cut out those words into something sensible and conservable. I'm telling you all that I am not comfortable about topics like that in public. And again… if you want a background of Cybertronian anatomy, please ask Ratchet." I flustered with Sam.
Did I forget mention that we had intruded on something private one time? Yes, yes I did because that thing is not worth mentioning. *coughs*
"Why won't you?" Another questioned. Ah, this was a new recruit that has the same fascination for the bots.
"Because, even if I do have knowledge about them, my mind is not a computer that could store information that well…" I sighed and looked away.
"So, they have an alternative of making their babies…" Fig said which I corrected with 'sparklings'.
"…Sparklings… That still doesn't really answer out first question about family hierarchy thing…" The man said as he munched on his taco.
"Okay… long lecture-short, our size to them is the same as their sparkling produced through their interfacing. That is maybe why Jazz had seen me as his sparkling when he had onlined… along with that is the fact that he had been over recharged –or drunk- making him think I am really am one when he fed me that energon." I muttered lowly.
"You know… you might be his sparkling if we think about it." Epps grinned with his ever so long teasing nature.
"Why do you say that?" I asked with raised eyebrows. I know that me and Jazz has similarities which I won't deny but there is the fact that I still hate him so I can't indulge with that side of me with him for now. Who said that I would hate him forever?
"I think a family unit here on earth has this same 'characteristic' making them family even if they didn't know it." Sideswipe came as he greeted me with a snicker. He actually sat behind me as his optics glittered in amusement and mischief. Something was up and I know it.
"Soooooo… That doesn't mean that I am—" I never did get to finish it when Prowl appeared and excused me from the group. Wha-? Glancing back, the soldiers stood surprised while Sides was trying to stop himself from laughing out. There was something literally going on around here and I am bothered that it has something to do with what my son-in-law had said.
"Prowl…?" I called out to the mech as he walked through the hallways.
He vented and rubbed my cheek with a finger with care that would have made my ever so fangirl side squeal to no end when I get home. I mean, this is –fragging- Prowl! What did I ever do to deserve this kind of treatment from the mech?! I slagging melted! MELTED!
"My apologies for taking you away from your social time… You have been very considerate with me." He started as I snapped out of my reverie to grow confused all of a sudden.
"It is no big deal, Prowl. I know that you have a lot on your plate and that moving in is a lot of work. You should just rest and leave it for the time being to recuperate the energy that you would soon need to start duties. I never minded… though I want to know what you are apologizing for." I honestly said even though I remained in the dark of what was happening.
Oh, the Praxians are here along with some other mechs that included the first armada. I don't know why the Arialbots kept looking at me but I think that has something to do with a certain F-22 incident.
"My apologies on neglecting you, little one… I do not deserve such a spark like you." Now, what in the frag is he talking about? Please skip all the diplomatic chit-chat and tell me what in the frag are you saying, mech!
"Oh, bother… please! I am no longer a sparkling to be treated like this!" I grumbled with a pout at him which he mused at. I can see it through the golden glow of his optics. He is finding my reaction as amusing as Epps would say.
"I agree, you are not… But I still wish to be part of your growth, no matter how late it is." I still twitched. I think I would glitch now… Better end this conversation before I really do…
"Oh, well, if you really want to… Alright…" I ended with a smile that is awfully faked for me.
He nodded with at that agreement and shooed me off then as I ordered him to rest. I shivered after he said he had something to talk to Prime about… Something tells me that my days feeling in danger had only started.
And I was correct when Prowl was suddenly giving me more Cybertronian lessons, kept hovering over me or taking tabs on me and even had been taking on monitoring my every action. It was freaking me out since… yes! I am not accustomed to something like this! I am a loner, introverted femme! I am independent in my own way and do not feel comfortable with what is happening.
"Will~~!" I whimpered as I latched onto the man who had just came in from the door. We are in the cafeteria… The only place where I can actually talk to people before my next lesson with Prowl on Laws and stuff…
"Hey, Dream… I haven't seen you around a lot… Sarah says that she misses you and want me to ask you if you wanted to go and spend another time with her. This time, she swears that she won't let you out of her sight…" Will had groaned as he told me how Sarah was tearing up whenever I was involve. How she misses me and how she wanted me to stay with her… for her to keep.
Now, I think those are the hormones acting.
"She also wants some of that meat bun you've been sending over to her… actually preferring the sweet ones…" He added. "I don't know why but her appetite has changed. She doesn't exactly eat that much… I have no qualms about your cooking and buns are delicious but she…" He rambled on which made me think…
Sarah hadn't told him.
"Uh… Daddy Will? Have you ever wondered why she is like that… or actually ask her face to face?" I cut him off before I felt shivered prickling my spine. I looked back only to see Prowl was there with squinting optics. What did I do?
"No…" Will admitted as Epps came again to tease me again.
"Well, Sherly… It is nice to see you here again! Although… You might want to go and stop a bot from sulking about you being unfair."
That is a fine statement. What is happening with the world right now?!
"What are you talking about, Rob? And my name is not Sherly. Just call me Dream." I told him as I mentally groaned.
Epps just snickered and came to whisper in my ear like what he was about to tell me was confindential.
'Your mama Jazz has been sulking ever since you've been spending more time with your papa Prowl.' He whispered as my mouth soon came open. I was gaping at him with wide eyes.
"But I didn't! And he was the one who had been avoiding me!" I told him but Epps shook his head with reassignment. Will only stared at us, trying to get as much information as he can.
"Review all the things you've been doing, Sherly… I know you can remember about catching times and schedules with someone." The man told me as he patted my shoulder before going and getting in line for food. William could only look at his back before turning at me for an answer. The topic we had was now lost in preference to the present one.
"I need to actually cheer my mother up…" I grumbled before stomping off and leaving him alone. I had told him to distract Prowl for a while which he agreed onto in exchange for going back to Sarah and Annabelle for the weekends.
When I came to the hangar, I didn't see Jazz. Looking around, I asked Cliff where the mech is and only told me that he went in the direction of the rec room which I went to.
Looking again, I see him sulking as what Epps had told me. He was over energized with the high grade in hand and an awfully familiar looking sparkling of mine at his mercy. Sideswipe was there as his twin was too. I didn't know that they would be here; I didn't think they would be since I gave them the go to get a date.
There, at the large Cybertronian bar chairs, Jazz was crying while Nimbus tried to comfort him even though the said mech was wrapping her in his arms tightly, giving her no room to actually move. He was dead on latched onto my sparkling while Sides and Sunny tried to pull off the over energized silver one.
"Do 'y- ya t-hink d' femmeh-hates meh?" Jazz hiccupped and did the process of downing another high grade again before cuddling. Oh slag… This is not what I had in mind to deal with.
"I don't think Creator hates you, Grandpapi…" I heard the femme said as she caught optics with me. She pleaded with those as I nodded and sighed.
"B-But she d-does! She m-more likes Prowler! S-she does not s-spend time with meh! And Prowler has been avoid'in meh!" The mech cried again. The lubricants were pooling down from his face plates.
"I'm sure they didn't mean to… She was just enthusiastic about learning with Grandfather… And I think Grandfather has been busy." She tried to soothe but that only made it worse when Jazz bawled.
"I wish you had shut up the first time that you told Prowl about that human tradition for soon to be bonded couples that they do not meet up with their soon to be bonded until the ceremony or it would be disrespectful to their sparkling. That the sparkling would hate the sire forever…" Sunstreaker hissed at his brother.
"How would I know that that would result to this! Come on! Hurry! Before she come—" I've heard enough when I stomped over to my two sons-in law.
"This is your fault?!" I roared. They whimpered…
"You two, to the brig, fifteen hundred hours till we talk, now!" I sharply glared at them and without another klik, they were running down the hall to do what I told as I huffed. Next thing I did was count down to 10 before looking up to a Jazz who was gaping at me.
"Well, you sure do resemble some of Grandfather, Creator…" Nimbus tried to break the ice as she chuckled nervously. She knows what I wanted from her.
"I have no qualms on that… Now, you know what to do..?" I asked her before she nodded with a sigh. Her twins would always get into trouble but this time, she was not amused.
"I'll be avoiding them to the greatest extent that I can." She promised as I look at her apologetically.
"It's not your fault, creator… I told them not to but they still did." She added as I nodded and sighed.
"I just wish that they didn't go overboard. Now… Will you spend some time with me now, caretaker…?" I asked, not minding that my Cybertronian family had taken a wide turn. How did I get into this situation again? OH, I won't bother... There are things that are made to be left off for now. I think I'll glitch once everything is over.
Jazz released my sparkling and scooped me up into his servos, spouting apologies. It was not him that was actually avoiding me… It was Prowl who took me while avoiding him! That is how everything went…
"Why don't we hunt someone… Shall we, caretaker? I know that it is somewhat a reverse mating for you but then again… what a great way of greeting the mech you love the most with some action?" Jazz's visor glinted with mischief as did mine. Oh, plans were forming around the air as my sparkling listened on while blushing.
For once in my life time, I couldn't be more giddy at how things are turning out to be here.
Prowl wouldn't know what hit 'em… Well, after Jazz is done with him, I would be free for the next orn. YES!
Ten tereren! New chapter of crack. I repeat! I didn't know what I had written but it would be your review that would judge this! :D
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