Author's note. Written by me and the-writing-mew.
Enjoy and please review.
Minutes later...
Ratchet explained everything to his shocked daughter in the silence of that unused and uninhabited place.
"Optimus...?" She gasped holding the little creature safer in her arms. Red Alert and Optimus met before the academy when they were sparklings, her creators were medics but he never get to meet his, oddly enough he was left under Ratchet's care and sometimes the Magnus came to see him...or her sire...she didn't know and Ratchet told her to not ask..
...but whatever was the case, she entered medical school before the academy and he went straight for it aiming to be an Elite Guard, sadly he couldn't prepare for the last exam as he was taken by Megatron...
...Megatron... The simple thought of him made Red frown; Optimus was like her brother and the leader of the aftholes kidnapped him and forced him to bond with him!
She now understood why he was doing this with their sparkling. She smirked, Optimus could be a little too much stubborn sometimes and he wanted revenge against his enslaver by denying him what he possibly wished the most.
"Why you didn't tell me he was here?!" She suddenly snapped.
"Because, you were in therapy after being attacked so brutally by one of your own patients and couldn't receive any visitors!" Ratchet bit back and she scowled. "And why? Because you dared to talk back to him and he left you in stasis!"
She moved her mouth to the side not liking what her sire was claiming...he was right, she sometimes tended to talk back to the wrong mechs, just like her carrier...and that is what it got her offlined.
"But that's not the case, I must give this sparkling to someone who might love him, Optimus doesn't want him."
"Hmm..." Red Alert nodded. "I think 'doesn't want him near Megatron' would be more accurate ...but, does he have a name?" she quickly changed subjects before her sire could reprimand her.
"Valour..." Ratchet grumbled lowly but still Red heard him.
"Valour?" She repeated looking down at the now sleeping sparkling, then lifted from the berth and say: "He needs to refuel, he's too young, came out too early, come on sire, we will say that someone abandoned him," She said excitedly, however Ratchet hadn't noticed and with a long gasp got up and followed her.
...
Later...
"He's so beautiful and adorable, just look at his beautiful face and huge sparkling optics...," Red Alert praised the creature without leaving him away from her arms for even a second as she fed him lovingly.
"Where did you found him?" a nurse asked trying to see the little one better but the femme medic was being too possessive of him.
"Well, you're not going to believe this... He was in the morgue! How can someone be so cruel to abandon such perfection there?!" She half lied and everyone gasped in shock
"How did a sparkling reached the morgue? No one goes there." Another medic offered, one by the name of First Aid.
"I don't know, just that anyone can take the elevator and go down there, he was in a box near the elevator by the way, it was obvious that whoever left him was in hurry," She continued lying making her voice sound like indignation invaded her.
"Only two bots are crazy enough to go down there, your sire and you..." First Aid offered and she looked at him with cold optics that made him flinch.
"Are you calling me crazy?!" She barked that the sparkling started wailing in distress. "Aww...shhh...shhh...is ok, sweetspark..." She cooed softly before directing the same gaze towards her colleague.
"N-no... I mean... I mean...t-that whoever left him there was not sane at all... I mean... I-" The mech tried only fuelling her anger. "Oh... You know what, forget it!" He said throwing his hands in the air as a sign of surrender.
She nodded frowning knowing that she won that against her colleague.
"Okay Red, put him down, we will see what to do with him later," Ratchet started but she was quicker.
"Can I keep him, dad?" The medic femme said and everyone looked at her in shock. It seemed that Ratchet was about to answer negatively when she continued. "I've already named him, its Valour..." She said making her creator gasp and then pant for air. "He will have all the love he needs with me...and more, please, little Valour needs a place with me... I love him so much...besides, he reminds me of someone I've lost...," She said with huge pleading optics.
Everyone looked at Ratchet for an answer thinking that she meant her mother, but the elder knew better, she was talking about her brother... Optimus.
"Please...?" Red continued trying to look the most adorable possible.
How can he deny his daughter, especially in front of all this other bots?! She was very cleaver for bringing them up here; he should have seen the excitement in her optics before when in the restrooms!
Anyways, if he denied her she will keep the sparkling anyways, she has her own income to sustain him and herself...
"Fine!" He barked. "But don't expect ME to look after him; I'm a medic, not a sparklingsitter!" He scowled and Red Alert squeaked in joy.
"Eeeee! Thank you daddy!" She said throwing away the stoic mask she always wore in order to show that she was a mother now.
"I will help you," First aid said smiling sadly... 'I would have loved to help you with make one of our own...' He thought for himself as the other nurses and medics offered themselves as well to help her with the beautiful sparkling.
Meanwhile Ratchet frowned at First Aid and with a cold glare he let him understand that he knew what he wanted with his daughter...and that the elder didn't approved.
Red Alert was obvious to this; she just smiled happily at her new son as bots congratulated her.
"What about the creators?" someone asked. "His carrier could be in need of medical attention."
Red Alert glanced at her Sire; they didn't really want anyone investigating this in case it was traced back to Optimus and then Megatron.
"Check with other hospitals and clinics," Ratchet grunted. "See if anyone's turned up who looks like they've given birth recently. If nothing turns up, then we'll have to assume this bot doesn't want to be found. That must be why they left Valour in the morgue, so they could get away but he'd be found by medical staff."
Even though bots didn't like going down there, the hospital still had to be given a sweep every night cycle in case any unsavoury characters wanting to get their hands on drugs were hiding.
"I'll get onto it," a nurse offered and hurried away to start looking up databases.
"He is adorable," a Femme doctor couldn't help but sigh over the Sparkling as he continued to feed from a special formula for newborn Sparklings. "How could anyone abandon him?"
"Who knows?" Red Alert said softly. "Maybe the bot was young and couldn't cope. I'm just glad he wasn't dumped in an alley or something. He'll have a good home with me, won't you sweetie?"
Valour gurgled, a little bit of formula dribbling down his chin. Red Alert carefully wiped it away, as a Medic she was well used to bodily fluids and other messes; this didn't faze her in the slightest. She was already imagining what she could get to equip her little Valour, he'd need toys, his own little berth, cleaning cloths and waxes, the list went on. As a Medic, she would make sure he grew up a fit and healthy Sparkling, and hopefully one day, she could show Optimus how well his son was doing.
Soon the doctors and nurses began to disperse as Red Alert decided she would need a little time off to get herself sorted.
"Sire," she started to say as he sighed and asked. "What?"
"Can you look after him while I get everything I need for him?" she asked pleadingly.
"Red," he began but she said. "Please, you're his grandpa now, he should get used to you."
He stared at her, glanced down at the Sparkling before grumbling.
"Fine but just this once, alright?"
"Thank you," she exclaimed, giving him a one armed hug, still holding Valour. "Oh Sire, do you think I should get my feeding tube activated?"
"Be better for him," he grunted as she smiled.
"Good, I'll get that sorted out later," she said as she carefully handed him to her father, giving both of them a little kiss on the cheek.
"I'll see you later, be good," she called before rushing off.
Ratchet grunted again before noticing that First Aid was standing nearby.
"What?" he demanded.
"Do you need a hand with him sir?" First Aid asked. "He should probably get registered and checked over."
Ratchet eyed him suspiciously before snapping. "Fine, you can help me with him. Give you some experience I suppose."
First Aid smiled widely as Ratchet directed him to follow.
...
Meanwhile...
Optimus returned home with his escort feeling horrible with himself, with everyone, he just wishes the ground could swallow him and end with his misery...
...he hated everything!
"Consort?" His escort asked watching his grim aura, and not just she noticed it but the other seekers that were his escorts noticed it as well.
The Prime however remained in silence before entering his quarters and closed the door with the others out.
"What happened?!" Sunflare asked utterly worried, it was the first time they've ever seen the Consort this depressed.
"Nothing! He just changed his mood from one hour to the other!" Moonflash exclaimed not really understanding either. Then Sunflare noticed something.
"What happened with your head?"
"Oh...this?" Moonflash answered pointing at the newly fixed wound on her head. "The Consort felt ill and fell... I went to help him and he fell on me making me hit my head against the desk;" The other seekers looked at her with lifted optic ridges. "But I'm okay, a little headache is not going to put me down." She tried to smile but failed remembering the Consort's odd behaviour.
...
Eternal hours passed that turned into days and Optimus couldn't find the strength to lift himself from berth, refuel or even stop crying...
...or even answer Megatron's calls which of course worried the Emperor to no end and hurried to finish whatever negotiation he was doing to be with his mate as soon as possible.
And one of his guards told him that his master will be coming today but of course that only depressed him more in place of cheering him up as his escort hoped. Some little self esteem he possessed was vanishing as smoke and even his pride that told him a Prime was not to be this pathetic were nothing but empty words now.
He could feel himself being choked by his own misery and feeling of emptiness at the lost of his own spark and sometimes he wished so hard to go with Ratchet and claim his son back not caring that his master will find out, just to have his Valour near for a little longer...
...but the reminder of what said master will do with him and his creation stopped him along with all his growing depression.
So, he just stayed there and cried, and cried, and cried...
...until the moment his optics will grow dry perhaps.
"Optimus!" Megatron entered the darkened quarters his beautiful mate used to rest as hurried as a hurricane. Worry written all over his face and gestures as he reached for his unresponsive body on the berth and touched his beautiful stained by tears face.
"What happened, my love? Why so upset? I am here now...," Megatron said this by lifting him up; set ttinghim on his lap and drying his face. Optimus' head however lolled to the side, blue empty optics continuing leaking tears to no end as his master hugged his unresponsive body.
"Optimus," Megatron murmured, cupping his mate's head so that it did not loll so much. "What is wrong with you?"
Optimus didn't answer, just lay limply. Megatron began to grow concerned, something must be extremely wrong with his beloved mate.
"I'll call Hook," he started to say but Optimus suddenly came to life.
"NO" he yelped, startling the Decepticon leader.
"No," he said a bit softly, smiling weakly up at his mate. "If you call him, h-he'll separate us again. I'll be fine, I've...just been working things out."
"Are you sure?" Megatron asked and Optimus nodded.
"Yes," he said, knowing that if Hook examined him now, he would discover that he'd been carrying recently and delivered of said Sparkling. Both he and Valour would be in danger if Megatron found out about said carrying. So burying his feelings as deep as he could, he snuggled into his mate.
"I had a good time with my friends," he said quietly. "Will I see them again?"
Seeing that Optimus was relaxing, Megatron smiled and said.
"Of course my love but I'd like to have you to myself for a while. We have so much to talk about; you must tell me how you want your apartments designed?"
"My apartments?" Optimus repeated and Megatorn smiled. "Of course my love. Along with our own suite, you will have your own rooms to entertain guests and store your things. It is one of the perks of being queen."
He said this last part jokingly, smiling down at his mate. Optimus smiled slightly back, that didn't sound so bad. He could feel more of his inner self being sealed up as he smiled coyly at his mate. Soon, he was so sealed up, it was impossible for anyone to tell what he really felt, not even Megatron could see past it.
He briefly wondered where Valour would end up but he was confident that Ratchet would find him a good home. Valour would be fine away from his creators, Optimus certainly had be. He would be happy, Optimus was sure of it.
Stellar cycles later
"Mama!"
"Valour," Red Alert laughed as the little Sparkling came running at her. "What are you doing here, you're supposed to be in the crèche."
"I wanted to surprise you," he declared as she scooped him up and kissed his cheek.
"It's a very big surprise," she admitted with a wide smile as he beamed at her.
"That's not the surprise," he told her before drawing from sub space a large rust stick. "Here it is."
"Is this for me?" she asked as he nodded. "Yeah, I got it for you."
"You're so sweet," she said, giving him another kiss. "Where did you get it from?"
"I bought it when we went to the sweet shop," he explained. "I wanted to get you something really nice."
She felt her Spark swell with pride and love, Valour was the sweetest Sparkling she'd ever met. He was always trying to make her and his grandpapa happy and would make or give them little gifts like this. It was hard to believe that he'd once been a helpless crying Sparkling, now he was a smiling, talking bundle of joy that she loved with all her Spark.
"Can we go to the park later?" he asked as she carefully took the rust stick from him.
"Of course," she said. "Do you want to go to the playpark?"
"Yeh!" he said happily just as First Aid came panting into the room.
"I'm sorry," he gasped. "He ran ahead of me...the little guy can really run."
"He sure can," Red Alert chuckled, settling her son better on her lap. She was in her office in the large hospital where she still worked with her father. Valour was meant to be in the sparkling crèche that the hospital provided for the sparklings of its staff and patients. But of course, he knew exactly where her office was so it was no trouble for him to track her down.
"Think what'll happen when he can transform?" Red Alert said teasingly as First Aid's optics widened.
"Primus, I definitely won't be able to keep up then," he said as Valour giggled.
"I knew you'd catch up with me," he assured the older bot.
"Hey," a voice suddenly exclaimed from the open doorway and they turned to see a small but stocky red opticed Mech standing there.
"You finished those reports yet?" the Decepticon Medic demanded of her, eyeing the three of them together.
"I'm almost done," she assured Scalpel who hated receiving reports late. "Just give me a few breems."
"Fine," he told her. "But no more."
"What's his problem?" First Aid asked after he'd gone.
"Well, he's a good doctor," she said with a shrug and he said. "I know that but you know he can be a jerk sometimes."
"Aid," she scolded, she didn't want Valour hearing that sort of talk.
"Darling, you play there for a moment," she told her son, pointing to a corner where emergency toys were kept. "I just need to finish this and then we can go to the park."
"YEH!" he squealed happily.
As he rushed to the corner, Red Alert started finishing her report. While she did this, she asked.
"Do you want to come with us to see that holovid tomorrow? You seem to get the jokes better than I do."
He smiled and said. "I'd love to."
...
Minutes later Red Alert was able to finish her report and went with Scalpel to deliver it personally.
"I apologize for my lateness; it won't happen again, sir." She said holding the datapad so he could take it.
The elder looked up at her before taking the datapad and she continued. "Now, if you excuse me, I promised Valour the park," But before she turned he took her wrist successfully stopping her.
"Sir?"
The mech sighed. "Red, you're like a daughter for me even if we just met a few stellar cycles ago when I was transferred here, your sire and I are good friends and the three of us are the only ones, along with your son who can go down to the morgue without shivering," he started making her frown in confusion; where was he going with this?
"And as a father, I worry about you, I know you're an independent femme and one of the best medics in this hospital...and I don't like the way that idiot lays his optics on you." Scalpel finished and she looked at him in utter confusion.
"W-what? Who?" She tried so he continued.
"You're too focused in your career and son to notice the twisted way First Aid looks at you," The elder added grimly.
The femme however just smiled kindly at her old colleague. "He's just a friend-" But he interrupted her.
"His optics tells me he wants more, so be careful when with him... I'll keep him busy as you take your son to the park," He stated and she looked amused.
This mech can be way too overprotective of her just like her sire...or more...
"Okay..." was everything she said before turning and walking away. There was no point in discussing with Scalpel.
...
Later...
At the park...
Valour was happy and every fibre of him emanated said feeling, Red Alert couldn't help but feel uplifted by his cheerfulness.
A sad smile crossed her features thinking about her brother; how was he? Did he miss his son? Will someday claim him back?
She heard that he was not in his good moods every time and was rather dark and depressed...perhaps if he meets Valour he will cheer up, the sparkling was so full of joy and love that even the most cold sparked bot can be melted...
...like Scalpel.
The old grumpy bot loved to play with Valour...but only when in private down there in the lonely restrooms near the morgue so he will not lose his reputation of cold bastard.
Red Alert snorted, Scalpel really focused his energy in keeping First Aid busy so he will not come with her and Valour. He was not the only one who disliked the young bot, her own sire already told her how much he disapproved her friendship with him because of his ulterior motives.
But she always shrugged it off, Aid was only a friend and that it will be forever. She couldn't imagine him as something else.
"Valour, don't go too far..." She called her adoptive sparkling as this one ran like a hyperactive petrorabit while walked calmly after him enjoying of the precious weather.
...
Meanwhile...
"Things are progressing well, Lord Megatron, everything is in order and our people are becoming used to the Cybertronian's lifestyles and customs, however there are some seekers who still likes to exhibit themselves sometimes...," A mech with one single red optic informed the Emperor as they continued walking by the beautiful park.
But now said emperor could barely pay attention at his ambassador's reports...
...his optics filled of longing at the sight of sparklings playing and running all over the park, and even the newborn ones with their carriers or sires.
Megatron wished with all his might that his beloved mate will someday soon gift him with one... He wouldn't mind if it was a little femme, as long as it was his Optimus' he will be happy, but so far they failed in conceiving and somehow he felt that his beloved was not happy for an unknown reason for him since the other always changed subjects when the matter was at stake.
Suddenly something caught his optics...
A beautiful little red and blue sparkling who ran and laughed as he did so while calling for his carrier.
He frowned once he saw the femme call her sparkling, she looked like a medic.
Shockwave continued speaking but now Megatron held a hand in front of him successfully silencing him.
"My liege?" the cyclops started confused before Megatron pointed at the femme and sparkling.
"A medic...do you know them?" Megatron started as if believing Shockwave needed to know everything.
Luckily for him, he did. "Yes, she is Red Alert, one of the top five medics here in Iacon, daughter of the one who's considered the best medic of all times here, Ratchet; she specializes in advanced spark and processor surgery and is said that, just like her sire, is capable to bring a dead mech back online."
Megatron nodded. "Interesting, and her son?"
"Is an adopted creation, apparently he was abandoned at the hospital she works at so she took him in; she's not bonded, has no affairs and her carrier is dead during an attack in the hospital since she was a medic as well," answered Shockwave making Megatron's interest grow.
The Emperor watched the femme take a sit on a nearby bench and relax as her sparkling went away to play with the different elements the park offered...
...however something happened...
Another sparkling was crying because a bigger one took his toy against his will. Megatron scowled, 'There is a future problem,' he thought for a moment just before the medic's sparkling jumped to the aid of the crying one and claimed back the toy for the other no matter how big this one was in comparison to him...
...and now the overgrown sparkling was chasing the red and blue mechling who ran for his life, but just as he thought he got it lost, the little sparkling kicked the bigger one against the abdomen closely followed for another kick to his groin.
The big lugnut cried on the floor and the little sparkling seemed to be giving him his own piece of mind before his mother came for him, took him up in her arms and walked away from the park.
To say something, Megatron was surprised at what he witnessed before Shockwave spoke to him again. "Valour, sir, his name is Valour."
"Valour," Megatron repeated before suddenly laughing. "He was named very well, I wonder if his adoptive mother named him that. It could not be more apt."
Shockwave nodded, it did seem very appropriate.
"You know," Megatron mused. "I believe we could do with such an experienced Medic in the palace, we must have the very best after all."
"You wish to have this Femme transferred?" Shockwave asked curiously. She was certainly qualified to work for them but it was very sudden for Megatron to decide this. Then again, he was the emperor.
"Yes, her and her Sparkling," Megatron stated, watching as the red and white Femme headed for the exit, her son snuggled in her arms. "This Red Alert will be a valuable assert and her son will bring a little bit of joy to our halls."
And perhaps, he thought to himself, this little Sparkling could bring some happiness to his mate and maybe even inspire him to conceive.
The next day
"Are you going to tell grandpapa?" Valour asked as Red Alert carried him into work. "About yesterday?"
"Hmm," she said as she flashed her card at the check in, registering she'd come into work. "I don't think we need to tell him this time but you do understand it's not nice to hit others?"
"I wasn't trying to be mean," Valour assured her as they headed for the elevator. "He would have hit me if I didn't first and he was being really mean to that Sparkling. He made him cry."
"I know you were just defending yourself," she said, they'd already talked about this but she felt they needed to talk about it a little more. "And it was great that you stood up for that Sparkling but you have to be careful you don't become a bully yourself, you did make that big Sparkling cry when you hit him."
He considered this before nodding. "Okay mama, I'll try not to hit next time."
"Good boy," she said, raising him up for a kiss which made him giggle.
The elevator stopped at their destination and they stepped out, Red Alert turning to the left to head to the youngling crèche. But just as she'd almost reached it, Scalpel suddenly appeared.
"Red, I need to see you in my office," he said curtly, looking a little stressed.
"Now?" she questioned as Valour stared curiously.
"Yes," he said shortly. "You can drop off Valour first then come with me."
"Alright," she said slowly, moving to let Valour down before saying. "On you go sweetie, I'll see you later."
"Okay mama," he said, looking up at Scalpel and saying. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine little one, I've just got to discuss something important with your mother," the old Medic told him. Valour nodded and hurried into the crèche to join his playmates.
"What's wrong?" Red Alert asked as they started walking briskly to Scalpel's office.
"I'll explain inside," he told her and wouldn't say anything more on the subject.
When they arrived, they found Ratchet waiting for them, looking tense.
"Sire?" she exclaimed, really starting to worry now.
He grimaced and allowed Scalpel to say. "Red, you're being transferred."
"Transferred?" she repeated dumbly.
"Yes," he replied. "To Kaon Palace."
"Kaon...?" she said before it hit her, that was the name of Megatron' grand palace city that lay just outside Iacon. Its construction had generated many jobs in the building industry and now it was finished, many others had also been generated. It had a mix of Autobots and Decepticons who worked there and was said to be magnificent in design and build. There were plenty who were interested in getting jobs there or supplying the vast place but Red Alert had never even thought of looking.
"But...why?" she had to ask.
"We don't know, just that they asked for an experienced medic and particularly you." Scalpel answered and she looked at him shocked.
"Why me in particular?" She tried again and both mechs' grim faces turned down.
"I've asked it myself as it was Ambassador Shockwave himself who send me the note, he said that it was Lord Megatron himself who wanted you there to help with his royal medics since you were young and possibly know new techniques his medics possibly ignore," Scalpel said making Ratchet scowl.
"Maybe I should go with her," The old red and white medic stated but his daughter stopped him.
"No, papa, I know you want to protect me from...unwanted suitors, but, here the hospital needs you too."
Scalpel smirked at that and Ratchet frowned. "Its not that, sweetspark, is-"
"Papa... I really don't know why you worry so much, I am an adult femme and can look after myself, besides, have my own sparkling to worry about."
"That is what worries me most! You're always focused or in your job or Valour and cannot see the world around you, right Scalpel?" Ratchet tried and the other old medic nodded.
Red Alert rolled her optics. "Ok, so, you think you can stop this? I mean, going there?"
"No, nothing can be done, I've tried," Scalpel explained. "It is an order and you must go as soon as possible. They even accepted Valour as well."
Both Ratchet and Red tensed. "My son too?" she said in disbelief.
"Yes." Was the answer and sooner than she could count she was packing her stuff.
First Aid wasn't happy by her leaving and promised that he will do everything in his power to go with her there and call her before that happens; the only one excited about this was Valour.
...
Later...
Kaon palace...
Valour's blue optics were opened as big as a couple of plates as he took in the immensity of the place his mommy and him were transferred.
"Wow..." He gasped as he walked never too far from Red.
"This is so cool," he exclaimed and she couldn't help but agree.
The stories were all true; this was a truly magnificent place. They had entered by the eastern gate as their transfers had instructed where they would meet Red Alert's new supervisor and be shown around before settling into their new home. Right now, they were staring in awe at the part of the palace they were currently in. After being checked by guards at the gate, they'd be let in and walked down the long corridor which led them into a massive courtyard. Bots of all kinds bustled about, heading for different entrances, some heading out of the palace and some just standing to talk.
Right in front of them, framed by beautiful stone arches, was a park that seemed massive even though they could only see a little bit from here. A tall Mech was tenderly looking after some crystals that twinkled merrily in the sunlight, he appeared to be scraping bits of a tall blue crystal and placing the scrapings into a basket. Valour hoped he could explore that garden later, he loved crystals of all kinds from the ones you looked at to the ones you could eat.
"Look mama, look!" he said eagerly, as a huge shuttle class Mech stepped into the courtyard having first ducked from under an arch.
"I see," she said with a smile, Valour was seeing a lot of new bots today.
"Come on," she said, giving her son's hand a gentle tug as he continued staring at the shuttle who had stopped to talk to another bot. "We must find my supervisor."
"Okay," he said, although his head kept snapping back to look at the huge bot.
She soon found who she was looking for, a bulky dark green and red Seeker.
"Hightop?" she questioned as they approached and he nodded.
"Yes, that's me. You must be Red Alert and your son Valour."
She nodded, it was indeed them. He smiled before beckoning them to follow and as they did so, he said.
"You'll have a cycle to settle in and then you can get to work. I'm to show you the most important places you need to know about, including your rooms before taking you to the medical suite. Hook will no doubt what to brief you."
"Hook is the chief Medical officer?" she asked, she'd done some reading about her new workplace.
"Yes, that's the old scrapper," he said with a wicked smile. "He's old enough to remember before the emperor was born."
"That must be old," Valour said innocently and the Mech burst into laughter.
"I think I'm going to like you," he sniggered as Red Alert tried to both smile and sigh. Like all Sparklings of a certain age, Valour knew how to say things in all innocence that would could shock or surprise others.
"What is he like to work with?" Red Alert asked, wanting to know ahead of time if he was difficult. Although she was sure she could handle it, it was always good to know.
"Depends," Hightop shrugged. "He only wants the best so everyone has to be the best. He doesn't suffer fools and will stand up to anyone and I mean anyone. But he's fair enough I guess."
"I see," She said thinking about her father and Scalpel, both were old and grumpy and for some even aftholes, she wondered if this Hook was like them. "I'll do my best."
"I know you will, miss, there is a reason why you're here and is because you're one of the bests in Iacon; I don't think you can have a problem with old Hook unless you try to take his 'throne' ...you know what I mean." The seeker said and Red supposed it meant his leadership in his hospital.
"Throne?" Valour said in awe. "Is he a king too?"
Once again their escort laughed before answering the sparkling. "Well, you can say that, he's a king in his own territory known as med-bay."
"Grandpapa is a king too then!" Valour exclaimed and Red smiled longingly. She just separated from him since...ever and was starting to miss him so much. "So that makes mama a princess!" he added excitingly.
The seeker just lifted an optic ridge at that before taking his datapad and read it where her profile was and who her sire was...his optics widened, after all Ratchet was well known and as old as Hook...or maybe younger.
They walked in silence the rest of their trip before reaching her own apartment.
"Tomorrow you will be introduced to Hook and he will give you a schedule and your son may start to work as soon as possible," Hightop said and the femme frowned.
"I don't like the idea of my son being a servant..." Red Alert said grimly and a strange dark aura seemed to surrender her that made the seeker flinch.
"Uhh...ma'am... I am just following orders, but he will be well looked after and learn many things, also will interact with other high ranking sparklings, besides, many high ranking Decepticon sparklings are hired as servants so they will be taught in humility and...and..." He tried as her dark aura seemed to increase and Hightop started shaking involuntarily. No doubt that she and Hook will understand each other.
"I wanna go, mama..." Valour said innocently causing her to calm down and look down at him. "It will be fun."
She then started considering it, he indeed could learn many things, besides keeping him busy.
...
The next day...
The palace's med-bay...
"How could you, Megatron?! I don't need another idiot to look after!" Roared out of himself Hook at the face of his Emperor. "You should have done something else instead of bringing me a sparkling under the name of medic!"
Megatron didn't seem offended by the medic's outburst but looked amusedly at him. "Red Alert is one of the top five medics in Iacon according Shockwave and-"
"I don't fragging care!" The old mech interrupted Megatron again. "You better take him away before he sets a pede in here or I will-!"
But something interrupted him as well, his optics widened for a second at the sight of a...femme. Megatron, noticing his silence turned and greeted her.
"Red Alert, how nice is to have such remarkable young medic here, we were just discussing it," The Emperor said noticing his old medic was left mute.
"It is an honour to be chosen as well, majesty; I apologize if I interrupted something," That could be heard all over the place, she added that thought to herself now knowing that the old medic disliked competition...or saw the other medics as a bunch of sparklings...just like her sire.
"I just had to take my son so he will also prepare in his duties, he's happy as well to help," She finished not noticing how Hook was gaping her...
...however, Megatron noticed.
He inwardly smirked, he'd never seen Hook wear that expression before but he'd seen plenty of other Mechs wearing it. Particularly when they'd just spotted a very pretty Femme and Red Alert certainly was pretty although she most definitely did not look at all simpering or vapid. From what Shockwave had told him, she was the creation of the Autobot equivalent of Hook, things were going to get interesting around here.
"You haven't interrupted anything," Megatron assured her. "In fact, I was just leaving; you and Hook can discuss things in peace."
"Thank you your majesty," she said politely with a bow as Hook managed to stop gaping.
Megatron shot the medic a smirk, nodded at Red Alert and left. Red Alert looked straight at Hook and said.
"I assure you I am no Sparkling masquerading as a Medic but no doubt you require proof."
"I...uh," he stammered before mentally pulling himself together. "I'm sorry if I offended you but this is a professional business. The emperor should have the best but I make it my mission to ensure my team is the absolute best regardless of who we are serving."
She smiled a smile that made him feel slightly faint.
"You sound like my Sire," she replied. "He always pushed me to achieve to the highest and beyond. I'm not about to let any standards fall, especially here."
"Good, then we shouldn't have any problems," he said, trying to sound as he usually did, not sure if he was succeeding. And that in its self scared him a little.
"No, we shouldn't," she said before asking. "What would you like me to start on?"
"...Clinic duty," he said after a slight hesitation. "If you are good, you can be moved on."
She inclined her head, that seemed fair enough and at least it would give her a chance to get a feel for the place. And also, get to know those she was working with. However, there was something she needed to ask.
"Will my son be a problem?" she asked in a firm tone. "He's just a Sparkling and while he will be given duties, I will still need to look after him."
"As long as you do your job, that won't be a problem," he told her.
Relieved, she smiled and said. "If I may ask, who decided I should be transferred here? Obviously, it wasn't you."
"No, it was one of my lord's brilliant ideas," he said rather mulishly.
"The emperor's?" she said in complete surprise, her optics widening.
"Yes," he said before saying. "I guess I'd better show you about."
"Thank you," she said as he led her away.
Later when she was alone in the so far empty clinic, she pondered on what this could mean. Ratchet had been worried about Valour going to Kaon, given who his creators were. He was understandably concerned that Megatron might realise who the Sparkling was and then they'd all be in big trouble. She did not want to lose her Sparkling but it was clear there was no way to avoid going to Kaon baring running away and she was not going to do that. She would keep Valour safe, Megatron would not find out who he was.
Although she couldn't help but hope that she might see Optimus, it had been so long since they'd seen each other. Surely he missed his son desperately, he had always been a very caring Mech. Valour was a Sparkling to be proud of, so sweet and bubbly. She was concerned about him working and resolved to monitor the situation closely, if it wasn't suitable for her son, she'd find some way to take him out of it.
Just as the door opened, signalling a patient, she wondered about Hook. While he seemed very demanding of his medics, he'd been strangely quiet earlier. She got the impression that he was not a Mech to keep his thoughts to himself so why had he acted so...shy with her? Surely he wasn't embarrassed that she'd overheard his words? Well, whatever the reason, she hoped it didn't last, she had a job to do.
...
Valour was taken by the same seeker who took his mommy and himself to their apartment, into a place in which he will be able to help others here in palace.
The little mechling was excited to say the least, he always loved to help others especially his grandpapa; the thought about the old mech made him smile and walk happier towards his destiny. He missed him so much but his mommy said that here in palace are some bots who needs some help too and he loved to help.
Besides, his grandpapa won't be alone, First Aid and Scalpel were with him and the three can play together along with the other doctors and nurses.
"Here we are, little one," Hightop said once they reached a new place and a femme received them with a wide smile.
"Ohhh... What do we have here? What a cute little mechling! Are you going to be our new little helper?" She said excited touching his head causing him to smile at her. "And so full of joy! What's your name?"
"Valour," He answered and she nodded approvingly.
"Valour is the son of a new hired medic here and is willing to help," The seeker said and Valour nodded eagerly.
"Everyone will love you easily," The femme said. "Here you will make lots of friends since every sparkling is hired in order to be taught in humility, honesty, the values of hard work and the rewards that comes with it... However there are some little ones who are very hard to mold or just plain order."
"Are they naughty?" Valour asked, making her chuckle a little.
"Sometimes they can be naughty," she admitted. "Now, we're just about to eat before we do any work, it'll give you a chance to meet some new friends."
He beamed, that was exactly what he wanted to do. She took his hand and lead him up small flight of stairs into a well lit room that was filled with chattering Sparklings. Another Femme was behind a table, she wasn't a Seeker and was filling bowls with the contents of steaming pots set on the table. Valour could smell the delicious aroma of rice mixed with many other lovely things.
"On you go," the Seeker Femme encouraged and he rushed forward, joining the line of Sparklings queuing up for food.
"Hi," Valour said brightly to the Sparkling in front of him, roughly the same age who was yellow with black racing stripes.
"Hi," the Sparkling replied, he was bouncing up and down on his heels. "Who are you?"
"Valour," the blue and red Sparkling replied. "What's your name?"
"Bumblebee," the Sparkling pronounced proudly. "But you can call me Bee."
"Okay," Valour said with a wide smile. "Me and mama just moved here."
"Really?" Bee said with interest. "I've lived here for ages, my Sire's a Con and my carrier's a Bot."
"Cool," Valour said with wide optics. "What's that like?"
"Okay," Bee shrugged as they moved closer to the food table. "They're not around much, my Sire's always busy and my Carrier likes to race and stuff. I wanna be a racer when I'm bigger."
"Are you really fast?" Valour asked and Bee nodded with a sly smile.
"I'll show you the best places to race here later," he promised as it was finally their turn to be served.
"Here you go boys," the Femme serving said brightly, handing them bowls filled with bright red rice that was saturated in yellow sauce and dotted with crystal shards and other savoury things. Grabbing the proper utensils, they rushed to a corner and settled down to eat. Valour hummed with pleasure, it tasted so nice.
"Where did you used to live?" Bee asked thickly, his mouth full of food.
"In Iacon, my mama's a medic and so's grandpapa so they both worked in a big hospital," Valour explained. "I used to play in the crèche or be in mama's office if she was doing data work."
"Ooh, did you see any horrible injuries or diseases?" Bee asked with all the morbid curiosity of a sparkling.
"Not really but I sometimes went into the morgue," Valour said in a stage whisper as Bee stared at him in awe. "Most of the nurses and doctors were too scared to go down there but I wasn't."
"Wow," Bee said. "That is so cool."
"Yes! It was a good place to hide...except when grandpapa was after me, he was really good at finding me," Valour added and Bee looked at him in awe.
"That's awesome! Tell me more!" The yellow sparkling beamed.
"Grandpapa has some good ghost stories about things that happens down there...is a dark and creepy place with dim lights and cold weather all the year," Valour explained in a whisper and moved his hands as if describing the eerie aura.
"Did you see a ghost?"
"Nope, dead mechs go to the Well, they don't have time to stay around and scare others, grandpapa invented those stories so no one will go down there and annoy him as he takes his nap," Confessed Valour with a giggle making Bee look at him as if not believing him that ghosts were not real. "He even customised the place making it look haunted and make sure that some lights blink or turn off as someone walks through the passageways."
"Wow...that is so-" Bumblebee once again was going to praise his new friend before a breaking like sound interrupted him and everybody turned their gazes towards the source.
"Waaah! No! Don't wanna eat it! I hate it, I hate you!" a little very noisy blue seeker screamed and starting throwing everything that his little servos could grab making a scandal.
"Who's that?" Valour asked surprised as it was the first time he ever saw such behaviour in a sparkling.
"That's Thundercracker, he's always very grumpy and rude, I don't know what his problem is," Bumblebee answered as the blue seekerlet screamed and some adults went to his aid. However it only make it worse as he started thrashing like mad.
"Is he crazy?" asked a worried Valour and Bee only shrugged his shoulders watching with apprehension how the little blue seeker escaped his captors and started running away from them still screaming like mad.
Suddenly another seeker sparkling appeared and throws her plate towards Thundercracker's head successfully knocking him out and leaving a horrible dent on his head.
Everyone froze at that except the aqua coloured seekerlet who was capable of knocking the other out. "Was it so hard?" She said and walked away in search for another plate since she sacrificed hers to calm the other.
"Wow...she reminds me of grandpapa..." Valour said in awe before remembering Ratchet hit others on the head to calm them, then he started poking in the arm his new friend. "Who is she? She's cool."
Automatically Bee answered. "She's Slipstream, Thundercracker's sister...her carrier is the Emperor's second in command and no one knows who her sire or her brother's sires is since he said he just needs heirs, not mates."
"Really?" Valour said with interest. "I don't have a Sire, just mama and grandpapa. I was adopted see."
"You were?" Bee said in surprise. "So you don't know who your creators are?"
"No," Valour said shaking his head. "I was left at the hospital and mama adopted me. It's okay though, I love the family I've got."
Bee nodded.
"Have you seen the emperor?" Valour now asked as he ate the last of his rice, scraping it all up.
"Uh huh," Bee said as he gobbled down his bowl of food. "My Sire's his ambassador, he's really big. He hasn't got any kids yet; my Sire says he really wants some though."
Valour nodded, he couldn't imagine a ruler without an heir.
"If everyone's finished, place your bowls on the table," the Seeker Femme, whose name was Sliverwings whispered Bee, called out. "Once everyone's ready, we are going to begin."
"What do you think we're gonna do?" questioned Valour as they got up and headed for the table where other Sparklings were piling their dishes.
"Dunno, keeps changing," was the reply. "I like delivering messages cos I get to race."
Valour grinned, that did sound like fun. Once all the Sparklings were gathered, Sliverwings said.
"Today, we are going to learn how to clean armour."
"Cleaning," Bee groaned along with a few others. Some duties he liked and some he didn't, this fell under the latter category.
"Split up into pairs," Sliverwing said. "Come along now."
The two Sparklings glanced at each other and smiled, they could stay together. During the next while, they learned how to clean, polish and wax armour until all the Sparklings looked very presentable. They were allowed to play for a while after that before Sliverwing said they'd be practicing on some adult volunteers. Splitting into teams, the giggling sparklings started trying to clean up some soldiers that looked like they wished they hadn't come.
It was obvious that the mechs disliked being touched and crawled all over by giggling, hyperactive sparklings.
However there was one mech in particular who showed his dislike openly...
"Little seekers, desist immediately!" a massive green with one big red optic in the centre and four others to the side ordered...or tried to as Slipstream and her brothers crawled all over his frame fast enough to be annoying and doing practically no cleaning on him. "I repeat, desist!" The mech tried while trying to catch them but it was impossible, they were like little ants!
Slipstream and her brothers were laughing and giggling madly taking their fun from the big mech.
"They always do that," Bumblebee said shaking his head. "And this time it was Lugnut's turn."
Valour could only stare at the desperate growing mech trying to catch giggling little seekers.
...
Meanwhile...
Behind a glass Megatron looked at the scene and shook his head. "Starscream, you need to control your creations..." The Emperor sighed and said seeker, who was next him watching the scene as well, scowled.
"They don't take orders! Don't you think I've tried?!"
"Well, maybe you need to control that one, your first born Slipstream, she seems to be the one who knows how to control the others," Answered the leader watching half amused at Lugnut's misery.
"She doesn't likes to take orders either..." The seeker said. "Besides, she believes she's too smart to do this things and this is her way of protesting."
Megatron grunted. "Every sparkling in our culture must do it, we did it when we were their age and were forced to learn the values we want them to learn, is our culture that comes from millennia, our grand creators did it, so there is no reason to stop it if it cultivates good individuals."
"You're right, and that is the reason I don't hear her when she protests about it; our ancestors did it and made them stronger, and she will do the same to her creations." Starscream said with decision watching another of his sons, Sunstorm cover Lugnut's face with his body as this one was able to catch Skywarp and Dirge, of course, after the yellow seekerlet covered his face, involuntarily he let them go and they continued crawling all over him.
Starscream couldn't help but snort before laughing hard; Megatron was doing a hard work in keeping himself from doing it.
"I remember when we were sparkings, Starscream..."
"...yeah, and we did the same, haha...!" the seeker burst into laughs and now Megatron was laughing as well while the memories assaulted his mind.
"They ended up separating us...!" Megatron laughed remembering that that only worsened things since they only convinced more sparklings to do the same. After that, for stellar cycles the sparklings helping clean up adults was forbidden.
Finally Lugnut fell on the ground exhausted and the nine seekerlets jumped away from him.
"Clean!" Slipstream chanted. Indeed he was clean.
"That femling of yours is a case..." Finally Megatron said before watching the sparkling from that park... Valour was his name. A look of utter longing appeared in his features.
Noticing his leader's change of behaviour, Starscream followed his gaze and saw the little red and blue mechling. The seeker frowned in thought, that mechling looked familiar somehow.
"I still don't understand why you would tie up to someone who's obviously not in the mood for sparklings, maybe for the peace, but still, Megatron..." The seeker started but Megatron continued watching the little happy mechling. "Why?"
"Because I wanted him and no other," Megatron stated simply. "Once I enjoyed taking multiply lovers but now I am only interested in being with one bot. And so far, I have not tired of him at all."
He smiled dreamily; their nights in the berth were just as amazing as their first night. The only blight was the fact they hadn't had any Sparklings yet but there was still plenty of time. He dearly wanted to be watching his own little ones get up to mischief just like the ones before him. His optics were still on the little Mech called Valour who appeared to be cleaning with Shockwave's son...what was his name...Bumblebee.
He snorted slightly, while Starscream had not bonded to any bot, simply using a single Mech to create his Sparklings, Shockwave was bonded to a Mech called Blurr. But despite being bonded, like Starscream, he regularly sought out other lovers, particularly Minibots. The Mech seemed to have a thing for them and was always seeking out new ones; all his dreams had come true when the Autobots joined the Decepticon empire as they had a large number of them. Oddly enough, Blurr did not seem to mind this so Shockwave was free to carry on seducing naive Minibots.
Primus and he thought Seekers were the promiscuous ones.
"That one's new," Starscream mused, seeing who his leader was watching.
"Yes, I had his carrier hired to work in the Medical wing," Megatron stated.
"You handpicked them?" Starscream said curiously.
"Indeed, I saw this Sparkling standing up to a much bigger Mech and winning. Then Shockwave told me who his carrier was and I decided that they would make nice editions to my staff," Megatron explained before laughing.
"What?" Starscream said in confusion.
"Oh, you should have seen Hook's face when he laid optics on the little one's mother," he chuckled evilly. "She's rather young and pretty and what's more, she knows exactly what she's doing when it comes to doctoring. I don't think the poor Mech stands a chance."
"You think that old Mech's going to make a move on her?" Starscream said in disbelief.
"I hope he does," Megatron said with an evil grin. "It will be very amusing."
"Hah, I'd like to see that," Starscream scoffed. "I doubt the old rust bucket even remembers how to ask someone out."
"Oh, I suspect he'll make a move soon enough," Megatron chuckled. "I'll just enjoy what happens after that."
"I'll bet," Starscream mused, still remembering how Megatron was when he was banned from being with his mate.
"You know," he now said as he watched Bumblebee pull a funny face at his new best friend. "I'm surprised Shockwave doesn't have more Sparklings, he's always chasing after some Minibot or other, if he doesn't get into their berth, its a wasted effort."
"Perhaps he takes precautions," Megatron shrugged although if a Minibot ever turned up with Shockwave's sparkling, he would readily believe them. "As long as he isn't breaking too many sparks."
"Yeah, or there will be a war at our hands with your ambassador accused of fragging too many minibots and breaking their sparks... I have my own problems with my seekers fragging in public...and so far they even started getting the attentions of some grounders who desired to join them... Or worse... Them taking a grounder for a frag fly!" Starscream pointed thinking about the lack of self respect of some of his own frame.
Megatron just sighed and shook his head, as long as no sparkling ever saw it...
"I've even received reports of a couple doing it up a park full of sparklings!" Continued Starscream causing Megatron to stop looking at Valour and look in shock at Starscream who had a deep scowl on his face. It was obvious he disliked his people making fool of themselves.
"There must be a solution..." Megatron said and Starscream nodded watching now his nine sparklings fly around the place and throwing cubes of cold water to the adults and also to their sparklings counterparts.
"I think the solution in this case is to send Slipstream to university with her sire so she will help him there," Starscream offered while watching the entire havoc his daughter caused.
Meanwhile Megatron watched little Valour squeak and giggle and that made him smile.
"But then, everyone will know who he is and I don't like that idea..." the seeker continued.
Later...
Starscream's creations were forced to clean the mess as the rest of the sparklings was taken away to other duties, in the case of Valour to serve the tea to the adults.
It was a beautiful garden full of shiny and colourful crystals and a deep and calm lake was near.
Near the lake was a lone round little iron ornamented table and a lone mech sat next it in a beautiful crafted chair that seemed to be made by the same artist that made the table.
The mech had like a lost look in his optics and from time to time a little of sorrow could be seen in them as he vaguely looked at the lake.
"Would you like me to serve you some tea, sir?" Offered Valour to the red and blue mech who somehow seemed to be sad for an unknown reason to him. But maybe his special made tea will cheer him up.
His grandpapa always praised his abilities at cheering everyone with his tea and he said that if he wished to he will become in an amazing medic who will make all his patients to recover easily.
The mech just waved his hand at him rejecting the tea without recognizing his presence or even looking at him.
"It will make you feel better, my grandpapa says it kicks out sadness," Declared the sparkling causing the mech to frown and look at him sharply; however as he seemed ready to reprimand this sparkling for daring to say the Consort was unhappy, he froze...
His blue optics widened and his mouth opened before his face started paling in horror.
"Are you ok, sir?" Asked now utterly worried Valour, maybe this mech was even more ill than he thought.
"V-val...!" He gasped before taking his hands to his chest and then faint; his body noisily falling from the chair calling every bot's present attention.
"Help!" Valour cried.
He couldn't believe what had just happened, it almost looked like the Mech had had a spark attack but Valour thought that only happened to old bots. He looked around for help, he might know a few tricks for helping bots but there was no way he could do anything for this poor Mech.
"Consort!" a sky blue Mech with blazing red optics gasped as he rushed over and lifted the unconscious Mech into his lap. "Primus, someone get a medic!"
Valour stood there anxiously as others gathered round, he hoped at least one of them had been sensible enough to call for his mama or maybe her new boss Hook. He still held his tray with the tea as he asked.
"Is he gonna be okay?"
The blue Mech holding the Consort just shook his head, he didn't know. After what seemed like forever, Hook and Red Alert came roaring over, transforming just a few feet away.
"What happened?" Hook demanded as he bent down to examine his patient. The other Mech just gestured towards Valour who said.
"I...I just offered him tea and he clutched his chest and collapsed. I don't know why!" he added helplessly as Red Alert squeezed his shoulder.
"It's okay baby," she whispered. "You just stand back and we'll look after the Consort."
She had a nagging suspicion why Optimus had collapsed but she could not tell.
"Is it a spark attack?" she asked Hook as Valour moved back.
"No...," he said slowly, still examining Optimus. "But he came close to it. I don't understand it, he's never shown any problems with his Spark before. If I didn't know better, I'd say he got a tremendous shock."
"I just offered him tea," Valour said timidly as Hook looked at him with a frown but wasn't being hostile.
"Hmm," he considered before stating. "Let's get him to the Med Bay, there's nothing more we can do here. He'll need to rest."
He stood up and absentmindedly took the tea Valour had been trying to offer to Optimus and gulped it down.
"Not bad," he muttered before transforming. "Load him up."
The sky blue Mech did as ordered, carefully lifting Optimus up with Red Alert's help.
"You gonna help him, mama?" Valour asked and she nodded with a smile.
"I am," she promised. "I'll see you later, don't worry about him, he'll be okay."
With that, she transformed and followed her boss. Valour watched her go, holding the tray with the now empty cup. The sky blue Mech stood beside him and said.
"Don't worry youngster, you didn't do anything bad."
"He looked scared when he saw me," Valour said with a slight shiver.
"Bots pull the funniest faces when they have a spark twinge," the Mech said reassuringly. "Off you go now, there's probably a few bots that would like some tea."
Valour nodded his thanks and rushed off to do as he was told. But he couldn't help but wonder just why that bot had collapsed. And what had he been trying to say?
In the Med Bay, after making Optimus comfortable, Hook ordered Red Alert to keep an optic on him.
"Megatron will likely burst in here soon enough," he told her with a roll of his optics. "I'll keep him distracted so he can't overwhelm his poor mate. If the Consort wakes, just reassure him and keep him calm."
"I will," Red Alert promised as Hook strode off and she turned to see signs of life. She bent down and said softly. "Optimus, are you alright?"
The mech didn't answered right away, then she sent a current through his chest that had him gasping and on-lining his optics in shock.
"Valu-!" He held his glossa before realizing where he was...and with who...
"Hi, Optimus..." The medic said and the Prime could only look at her in awe.
"Red?"
"Yes, is me." Answered the femme before putting her hand against his chest and scanned him herself.
"Why are you here? Where's Ratchet, what happened?" There was a lot of questions so she stopped scanning him and looked straight back at his optics.
"Optimus...what happened?"
"I've asked first! Now, answer me, Red."
That made the femme lift an optic ridge, it was the first time Optimus spoke to her like that. Something else was wrong.
"I was transferred here just yesterday from Iacon's main hospital...with my son... Valour." there it was, she had to say it...only to have Optimus' face pale before he turned away from her.
"I think you just met him, he's a good sparkling, chirpy and responsible; daddy says he will become in a good medic once he's upgraded." Red Alert continued and Optimus' optics started watering.
"Why...?" He tried hoarsely now openly crying.
"Because I've loved him since the first time I've saw him abandoned there in the morgue...because he reminded me of my little brother who was taken from me without the possibility of saying 'goodbye' and because he's so perfect that even made ME wish to become a mother." She answered as he seemed to be choking with his words and she wondered how many things he had to swallow before.
"You don't look happy... I cannot blame you since you were sold to a mech who only wants to frag you and impregnate you... He deserves what you did..." She then reached closer to his audio and whispered the next words. "He doesn't deserve to be the sire of your creations..."
Optimus looked up at her in shock with teary optics. "You must know that I support you, I always will, you're family, he's not...for daring to kidnap and abuse my little brother." In the end she hissed with venom.
That made him smile a little; she was so much like Ratchet, but in a feminine version and more aggressive. "I'm here now...WE are here... And don't worry...he will never find out," She stated seeing his fearful optics.
Author's note. Valour ends up in a completely unexpected situation but what is it? Find out next time, until then.