Servant

by MissCHSparkles

AU. Megatron has successfully conquered Cybertron and now he demands tributes. Unfortunately for a young Prime, he is that tribute and now must become the consort to the emperor and becomes Sparked. By chance, he manages to smuggle his offspring out so that he might experience the freedom his carrier has been denied. But what will happen when Valour's path crosses that of his Sire?

23. Chapter 23

Author's note. Written by me and the-writing-mew.

I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas and enjoys the holidays.

Enjoy and please review.

Kaon palace...
Medbay...

Hook sat on his chair and cried in silence while reading a letter.

He was informed of Red Alert's fate and her carrying a shuttle... And that she also decided to remain with said kidnapper, the sire of her sparkling.

The old medic couldn't understand how bad things were for him. For once in his life he considered terminating it...

...but he couldn't, no matter how much it hurt.

He sniffed and dried his tears, only for them to overflow again from his optics and stain his once dried cheeks. The only femme he ever really wanted, and loved... And she was taken from him without him having the possibility of courting her.

As the old medic mourned over his pain, a chirp forced him to return to this world.

Smiling sadly, Hook took up a beautiful red sparkling and hugged him to his chest sending him all the love he could give to him.

"My precious Knock Out..." The elder almost whimpered as the sparkling hugged him back as if trying to take away his pain with his innocent love. "Carrier loves you."

This one was the little result from that drunk night he and First Aid had after they knew what was from Red Alert; soon after the young autobot medic asked to be moved from there and Hook, days after found out he was carrying their child.

However, he decided to keep the secret to himself, and since he was a big and bulky mech, his carrying wasn't obvious, especially since his creation seemed to be small in comparison to him, and when he was ready, he gave birth himself alone in his own quarters.

Later he just told everyone he'd adopted the little one after finding him in the garbage at the exit from a night club.

His little Knock Out was so beautiful and perfect that made him forget about his sire or the femme that never returned his feelings... And the best thing was that his optics were red just as his carrier's, even if he was small, slender and apparently delicate like an Autobot.

The little one was now his biggest secret, his sire is unknown to his existence, and Hook decided to keep it like that. One day, if Knock Out asked, he will just say that he left them alone... That it was just the two of them and no one else.

"Here," Hook passed the little one his tube so he can feed; immediately Knock Out did, but also touched his face as if asking him if he was ok. "I'm ok, sweetspark... Now that you're here with me."

The little one just hugged him again as if hugging away his sorrow, and it worked...

...as the days passed, Hook only had optics and audial for his creation, his beautiful and perfect son... That observed how his carrier behaved and tried to imitate him.

Hook chuckled and kissed his little forehead. "One day, you will be a great medic like your daddy," He finished with pride in his tone, causing the sparkling to beam in joy for him.

Now he understands Ratchet, how he worried and looked after his only daughter... He's doing the same for his mechling.

Besides, he was now a beautiful red/scarlet/crimson with silver like colour, not counting his gorgeous and harmonic white faceplates; he will definitely attract a lot of unwanted attention when older.

"I might need to teach you how to fight before how to fix," The old medic said lifting the child up in the air causing him to squeak in joy.

"Well, hello," Said the Air Commander entering without knocking as was usual... And couldn't help but frown in thought at Hook and the sparkling.

"Ah, Starscream..." Said the medic placing the little one down onto the table. "You're late to get your shot."

The seeker however wasn't responding and looked straight at the little one... But seeing no relation to Hook, he shrugged it.

He, of course knew, courtesy of Megatron, that Hook and First Aid had a one night stand together, but he'd never saw the old medic carrying or... Or something that said the sparkling was his. After all, he was as old as that crazy night.

"Yes, had things to do..." The seeker added and waited for his personal medic to inject him with the contraceptive he used so there will be no more happy accidents with his mate. "And how is little Knock Out?"

"He's fine," Curtly answered the medic not wishing to prolong his chat with the seeker and rise up his suspicions about his son.

"Ahh... Hook... And here I expected he'd raise your mood," Said the seeker silkily.

There was no answer.

Starscream glanced at him before saying. "So...how did you come by him again?"

"You know perfectly well how," Hook almost snapped.

"Oh yes, abandoned outside a nightclub," Starscream mused slowly as Knock Out lifted up a toy and stuck it in his mouth. "Hard to believe anyone would give up such a cute little fellow, he seems very bubbly."

"Hmm," muttered Hook, busying himself at his computer. "You'd better bring Solar in soon for a check-up soon."

"I will," Starscream assured him, adding proudly. "He's growing well, he'll be as big as his Sire one day."

"That'll be good," Hook said vaguely. "I don't think your other sparklings have any imminent appointments so you shouldn't need to bring them in unless there's a problem."

"Barring an accident, there shouldn't be," the Seeker replied. "They are all much more settled, those lessons Alpha Trion has been given them has paid off quite well."

"Mm, that's good," Hook stated. "I'll see you soon."

The Seeker raised an optic brow, clearly the Decepticon Medic did not want him lingering. Not that he was the chattiest of bots but Starscream had the distinct impression that Hook did not want to discuss his Sparkling. Which of course made Starscream more suspicious.

"Very well, I will take Solar round in the next few cycles, you and Knock Out have a good day."

"We will," Hook assured him as the Seeker exited.

...

"Guess who I saw earlier?" Starscream announced, strolling as causally into his Emperor's office as he had Hook's.

"Who?" questioned Megatron, looking up from his data pad on a new mining operation on an asteroid belt.

"Hook and his 'son' Knock Out," The Seeker said smartly.

"Ah yes, I haven't had a chance to properly congratulate him yet," Megatron said with a slow nod. "It'll do him good, after what happened with Valour's mother."

"It was a shame," sighed Starscream. "I can't imagine being in love with someone only for them to be taken away, impregnated but still chose the kidnapper over anyone else."

"Indeed," the Decepticon Emperor said sombrely. "None of us could have predicted that."

Starscream nodded before asking. "You've heard about how he acquired little Knock Out?"

When his leader inclined his head, he continued.

"He is decidedly cagey on the subject, didn't want to discuss it at all."

"So what are you saying?" Megatron asked.

"I don't think he found Knockout at all," Starscream declared. "I believe Knock Out is his own sparked son but he wishes to avoid questions about the Sire."

"First Aid?" Megatron offered and Starscream nodded.

"Unless he had another one night stand, that's my guess," he stated. "He discovered Valour because he wished to know who had given him up and yet he shows no interest in discovering Knock Out's origins? I could believe that he wishes to keep the Sparkling and if he was abandoned, Hook is as good a creator as ever to adopt him. But say Knock Out was abandoned...how do we know that this was done with the consent of both creators? It's entirely possible that only one creator was responsible for this or even that an enemy kidnapped the sparkling for whatever reason and dumped him? I believe this is a matter that should be investigated."

Megatron had listened thoroughly to his best friend's explanation and he agreed. He did not like the idea of any sparklings being abandoned, even if Knock Out hadn't really been dumped.

"I believe you could be right," he stated. "But on a slight side note, I think we should tackle the whole issue of abandoned Sparklings. Of course, there are already orphanages so we need to work out why some sparklings are simply abandoned rather than taken in for adoption. We need to make it clear that if a couple or a carrier cannot cope, they can safely give up that sparkling for adoption and will not get into trouble for it. While abandoning..."

"Sounds good," Starscream agreed. "So, should we confront him?"

Megatron grimaced, but continued; "While abandoning will leave no records and no questions will be asked."

The seeker nodded again, but repeated the question.

"Later," Was his friend's answer.

"I can see you're busy, let me help you with it so we can go and interrogate Hook soon," Offered the seeker and the Emperor couldn't refuse.

It's been a while since he and Optimus returned from their journey around their empire, and while that happened, the shuttles planned a big bonding ceremony... And Hook found Knock Out.

Also, Red Alert have now a big belly, definitely carrying a shuttle, and finds herself unable to go around without help.

The Consort was in a diplomatic meeting in Praxus; Elita, now under the name of Blackarachnia accompanied him as his bodyguard.

Alpha Trion divided his time into teaching the younglings, forcing Slipstream to her limits and his work as High Coumcilmech. He insisted in Honour staying so her lessons will begin soon, however she refused to be away from her carrier for long... She took it bad the long trip both her sire and carrier did around the galaxy...

...so now the little femme was around the Emperor... More specifically sleeping on his chest.

When both him and Starscream finished with their work, Honour was already awake and feeding from her carrier.

"Done! We should go now," Said eagerly the seeker lifting himself up from the chair and practically dragging Megatron -with his attached creation- along the way towards the med-bay.

And there was Hook with little Knock Out looking at his creator's work and absorbing as much information as his little processor could process.

"Hook?" Said Megatron and both the old medic and sparkling looked up. Even Honour was looking at them with wide blue optics and stopped feeding.

"Yes?" He answered curtly again.

"We need to talk... About him," Answered the Emperor pointing at the red sparkling.

"What about him? I've told everyone how and where I've found him!" The medic sounded almost defensive...ready for an attack.

"And yet you haven't found who his creators are?" Asked the seeker incredulously.

"I don't have the databases of every mech or femme in the galaxy, besides, he was abandoned, why would you want to know who they are when he was obviously not wanted?"

Megatron remained the same stoic way, but Starscream rolled his optics and huffed in exasperation before saying: "Come on, Hook, we know you're his carrier," He decided to take a risk by stating something. But so far only obtained a frown from the medic. "And the little autobot medic is the sire, I mean... Come on! Look at him! Is yours and his!"

"What are you taking about you crazy seeker?!" This time, feeling attacked, Hook lifted himself up from his chair, took one of his wrenches and threatened the seeker. "You don't know what you're saying!"

"We do, Hook, so, please," Tried calmly Megatron... Calmer than he used to be... Perhaps merging so often with Optimus worked him this soft?

His words and pose somehow worked to break the medic who now looked at them in desperation and took his sparklings in arms as if shielding him from them... The enemy.

"Hook?" Tried Megatron, but Starscream understood what was happening:

"We're not taking him, not forcing you to recognise the sire, but please, tell us why are you denying him his rights as a father?"

Seconds passed as the old mech hugged his creation close, spark of his spark, his only.

"Because I know he will not love him, because he was unexpected, because he brightened up my spark...and his sire will only make him feel bad with his rejection...or obligation to take charge. What we did was something we would have never done while sober, or sane... One day he will find a femme and will forget what happened, will not care that he have a son out of bond... Because I don't want my son, the spark of my spark suffering his sire's distance or wonder himself why he returned when he left when he was barely a shining in my spark.

It was just the two of us from the beginning... He left, he must stay gone... And I know here Knock Out and I don't need him. He must make his own life, we will make ours."

"Yes, but what if he wants to meet his son?" Tried Starscream.

"What for?!" Barked the medic. "To take unwanted and unexpected responsibility? To be around me in awkward moments? To take him away? No, I will not let him! He's mine and mine only! I've made him alone, perhaps he gave me some code, but that doesn't makes him a good father for anyone, and Primus knows he's not ready to be one!"

"He has his right to know. To be part of his life, Hook," Tried now the Emperor.

"No, he doesn't! It will only make my child bitter because his sire didn't wanted him, or me, and because of him he must be around me forever! I can look after Knock Out alone, he will never be in need of anything... Not even his sire. I'll make sure of it."

Silence followed, even the two sparklings were silent for a moment, until little Knock Out hugged his carrier and frowned at the other two mechs... The ones that upset his carrier.

"Don't order me to tell him, please my lords..." He begged... Like he never did... And tears started forming at the corner of his optics. "He will not want him... I know... Or in the worst case will take him away from me... I will not be able to stand that... So, please...don't make me tell him... Please." He knelt before them this time, and even Honour felt bad for this mech.

"Alright, alright," Megatron exclaimed, since he'd never ever heard Hook like this before. "However...there are some conditions."

As Hook stared up at him, almost fearfully, Megatron said.

"Firstly, no more pretending that you aren't his true carrier. Knock Out deserves to grow up knowing that he's loved and NOT abandoned. That could have easily hurt him no matter how well you did with him, no Sparkling wants to think they weren't good enough for their creators."

Hook's optics had widened in horror, he hadn't thought of that.

"Also," Megatron added. "If when he's older, Knock Out wishes to know about his Sire, you should tell him. Gently explain to him that it didn't work out with him but you still love him. He should be able to decide for himself whether or not he approaches First Aid. I believe you're being a bit too harsh on him but perhaps when Knock Out is a lot older and First Aid has settled down with a partner and had sparklings, they could at least be friends. It's your choice but if First Aid genuinely seeks you out with the intention of at least having some sort of relationship, you shouldn't do all you can to prevent it."

"But he'll hurt my precious sparkling," Hook exclaimed in anguish.

"You don't know that," Megatron said gently. "Optimus thought the best thing for our son was to keep him away from me, remember?"

"That's different," Hook stated firmly. "Optimus was just alone and scared, he didn't know you properly. You've always made it clear how much you would love being a father, everyone knew that if you had a child, you would love it with all your spark."

Megatron smiled at this, it still hurt sometimes to think his mate had done that. But nonetheless...

"First Aid left because neither of you wanted a relationship," Starscream now cut in. "If he'd learned you were carrying, he might have come back."

"I don't want him back," Hook stated. "Knock Out is all I need, I don't need anyone else."

"Don't say that," Megatron said sternly. "I know things obviously didn't work out with Red Alert but that doesn't mean there isn't a nice femme out there for you. After all, that old rusted wrench Ratchet has found a young, pretty femme...after he'd lost his mate and declared that all he needed was his daughter. Try not to rule it out old friend."

Hook had no intention on dating ever again, however he knew that if he said this, these two interfering slaggers would push the issue. So he simply nodded.

"I believe that is it," Megatron stated. "Now, since you are a single creator, how are you finding work?"

"It's fine, he's a perfect Sparkling," Hook said instantly, shooting his creation a proud, loving look.

"Hook," Starscream began delicately. "This is not certain but...would you be against Red Alert coming to work here again?"

The old Medic stiffened and said. "Is that likely?"

"We're not sure but Valour will be spending more time here again and she may desire to work here again, she enjoyed herself a lot," Megatron said. "Nothing's set in stone but I doubt she wants to give up her career, she enjoys it too much. For the record...I don't think she meant to hurt you, she considered you a great friend and boss."

"Yeah," Hook sighed, she was still the sweetest femme he knew. Of course it was not meant to be.

"I will like to see her again if she returns, besides, good medics like her are never enough here," Added the CMO.

Megatron and Starscream nodded. Then the Emperor looked down at his creation -still attached to his chest- looking down at Knock Out.

Perhaps she was looking at the sparkling in him, she was so lonely and with no one to play with here since her brother, aunt and friends were all in Iacon.

"Hook?" Tried Megatron not taking his optics from her. The medic looked up at him. "Would you give her a check-up?"

The old mech nodded, but when tried to take the femmling from her carrier's chest...

"Kyaaaa~~~!" She whined and screamed grabbing him stronger not wishing to let go yet.

"Come on, sweetspark, he must... Look...!" Tried again this time her carrier as trying to push her away towards the old mech... But she refused to let go.

Several tries later, Megatron finally gave up; she was not letting go and screamed louder if one of her little fingers lost her grip on him.

"Come on, Honour..." Tried the Emperor. "You've been there all day...and the day before, let our friend Hook check on you."

The femmling just grunted and tightened her grip.

"Come...on...!" Tried to push her away again just for her to whine and cry without releasing him.

Megatron was about to give up when... Sparkling giggles were heard.

Everybody -even Honour- directed their gazes towards a giggling...and now laughing Knock Out, who was obviously making fun of her. It seemed the show was fun for him.

Honour frowned at him as if wondering why he was laughing at her 'tragic' situation. After all, being separated from her creator for so long was horrible and now she wishes to ensure she will never lose him again.

However Knock Out's laughs were making something in her... Making her feel... Angry!

Why is he laughing at her?

She didn't know, however knows that she didn't like it one bit.

And with that thought in mind, she not just released herself from Megatron's chest, but charged after the one mocking her with a mighty jump that landed her right in front of him.

Everyone paled, and the red sparkling silenced himself to look at her darkened blue optics... Until she jumped him with a mighty scream...

And would have hurt Knock Out if it wasn't for Hook who took her up to examine her, causing her to squeak in indignation and squirm in his grasp trying to reach his beautiful son...

...who was now looking in utter interest at the scratch she made on his once perfect sparkling plate... And didn't seem to like it at all.

"Good, at least you're away from him and I can finally scan you."

Honour continued struggling against the older mech's grasp until Megatron finally lost his patience; "Enough, Honour!" and barked at her freezing her in her spot on her back and look at him with wide, fearful blue optics.

Starscream just shook his head, his friend seemed to have reached the time to educate his creation. After all, sparklings are not perfect and calmed all the times... And there will be more times like this.

Primus, he remembered how it was with his nine sparklings until Valour convinced his daughter to behave, and then the others followed... But that took years!

Then directed his gaze back at Hook's son who now grabbed a polishing cloth he found in the desk and was trying to remove the scratch from his little chest. He lifted up an optic ridge at that... That one was one of the weirdest thing he'd ever saw a sparkling do... And be so concerned for his appearance? At such age?

He doubted one day he'd be playing with other sparklings if he was this obsessed about his looks, after all, sparklings get dirty and scratched; nothing a good bath cannot resolve.

But still... He wondered from where he learned those habits? Hook definitely wasn't like that... Nor First Aid... However he was the son of two great medics.

'Who knows?' Said the seeker to himself as Knock Out finished polishing himself and smiled brightly at his doings...and Hook finished scanning Honour and returned her to her carrier.

However...

Knock Out looked up at the offending femme and stuck out his little glossa at her...

...and Honour gasped in indignation before trying to jump him again... Only for her carrier to stop her this time even if she was fighting and struggling to get herself free and teach the red mechling a lesson about making fun of her.

"Honour..." Her carrier said threateningly in a dark tone that finally worked to calm her. Message received. But still, she now was sticking out her own little glossa at the mechling, who now responded with more from his glossa and odd sounds from his mouth.

Starscream covered his mouth to hide his growing grin.

Before the battle of the little glossas and odd noises can increase to other levels, Megatron saluted Hook and walked away... Only for Honour to climb to his shoulder and continuing sticking out her own little glossa at Knock Out who wasn't giving up still as her creator walked away.

"Poor Megatron," the Seeker teased his Emperor. "You should really thank Red Alert?"

"What?" Megatron said in complete confusion.

"Because she handled Valour's naughtiness for you," the Seeker explained, shooting a smirk at Honour who was still glaring over her carrier's shoulder event though they were away from the Med Bay.

"Valour isn't naughty," Megatron stated.

"Oh trust me Megatron, ALL sparklings are naughty at this age," Starscream said with confidence. "Trust me, I had to deal with nine of them all at once, try having a go at that."

"I'll pass thank you," Megatron said stiffly which simply made his best friend laugh some more.

"Don't worry, you've got Optimus, everything will be fine," the Air Commander assured him. "Every creator has to go through this, it's just part of the parenting process. You found Valour when he was older and better behaved. You'll have a difference experience with Honour and any other Sparklings you might have."

"Optimus will bare any more sparklings we produce," Megatron said firmly. As much as he loved his daughter, he had no desire to birth another child himself. Besides, he really wanted to see his mate heavy with sparking, what a sight he would be.

Starscream just laughed.

"No desire for Skyfire to carry?" Megatron queried. "You're both safe from that winged demon of a grandsire if you do."

"That is true," Starscream mused. "It would be something to see him carrying...perhaps when the others are older, including Solar. Then we'll see how we both feel about it."

Megatron nodded, it was understandable with ten sparklings already. Fliers were known for large broods but most did not have them as quickly as Starscream had. Feeling that Honour was still clinging to his shoulder, he said sternly.

"Honour, stop doing that."

She turned to look at him with a pout. He just gave her a stern look while Starscream tried not to chuckle too loudly. The little sparkling just buried her face against her creator's neck, clinging on even tighter.

"She doesn't like being scolded," Starscream explained helpfully.

"I couldn't tell," Megatron said dryly. "She's so stubborn, did your sparklings cling like this?"

"Oh yes," Starscream said mildly. "Thank goodness I've got Skyfire now, he's got plenty of frame to go around."

Now Megatron was the one smiling. They parted eventually and headed off to their apartments, Starscream had plans to go flying with his nine oldest children while Megatron wished to simply relax at home with his mate and children. Arriving there, he found Optimus on the balcony with Valour in his lap as the two went over Valour's glyphs lesson.

"Now, do you know which this one is?" Optimus was asking, turning as he sensed his mate and smiling warmly.

"It's...liquid...water," Valour exclaimed.

"Very good," Optimus said, giving him a kiss. "Well, how are things?"

"Very well but your daughter was being naughty to Hook's son."

"My daughter?" Optimus said in amusement. "You're the one who birthed her, my dear."

"And you're the one who sired her," Megatron stated, taking a seat. "She won't let go of me."

"She missed you, didn't you sweetspark?" Optimus asked, reaching over to stroke his daughter's back. She purred but didn't let go.

"Honour, you are a Princess," Megatron began sternly. "You need to learn to act with more decorum."

"She will," Optimus assured him. "You just have to have a little patience."

"Hmm," Megatron murmured to himself.

"She just loves you dad," Valour now spoke up, glad for an excuse to turn away from his lesson, if only for a moment.

"Mm, yes," was the reply.

"Mama's gonna have her sparkling soon," his son continued. "Do you think it'll be a boy?"

"It's more likely than a femme since it's a shuttle," the Emperor stated. "There haven't been any female shuttles since...I have no idea."

"Strange, isn't it," mused Optimus. "I should probably ask my Sire about this, he might know."

"Grandsire knows a lot," Valour said knowledgeably. "He keeps coming up with these different things for Slipstream to do, he wants to turn her into a lady."

"And queen," Megatron thought to himself but didn't say it out loud. Being a teacher certainly seemed to have invigorated the decrepit old bot, among other things. Urgh, why did he have to think about that again?

Optimus smiled down at his son and kissed his forehead before saying: "Now, you think you can escape your lessons? Wrong, prince Valour."

"Aawww..." Valour whined really wishing to escape this and perhaps go to the flight with his girlfriend, that will definitely be fun now that his wings are bigger.

"Now, Valour." Said his carrier, and the little one had to obey.

As they do this, Honour grumbled and growled at nothing in particular calling her sire's attention.

"Oh, what's the little lady saying?"

Megatron looked down at her and how she continued grumbling in gibberish nonsense before rolling his optics.

"Perhaps... Its because of Hook's son."

"Hook's son?" Asked his mate.

"Yes... A little red sparkling who mocked her because she wasn't going to let go of me so Hook could check her."

Optimus listened in rapt attention... Just as Valour.

"Then she jumped him and tried to... I guess beat or bite him. Then they were both showing each others' glossas," Finished the Emperor and his mate looked at him in amusement before directing his gaze towards their still grumbling daughter.

"I see she's more like you than me, love," Mocked him Optimus causing his mate to huff in indignation.

"I wasn't like this when her age!"

"I don't know that, but there's a reason why your creators only had you," Chuckled the Prime making Megatron to pout at him.

Valour just smiled at his family.

...

Meanwhile...
Iacon...

"Oh!" Gasped in shock the medic femme as something stung her deeply and hard, a hard pang of pain followed by... "Oh my Primus! Its too early!" She said in a thread of voice as something liquid escaped her valve. "Aagghh!" This time she bit a scream feeling how her child within her moved and positioned to escape her. "Oh no... Nononononooo! Help!"

She lifted herself up -barely- from her chair in the garden's gazebo and tried to walk with her huge belly towards the medbay. "H-help me! Daddy!"

Every femme in the garden entered in alert and immediately hurried in her aid. The funny thing was that some of them were in her same state.

"You will be ok, sweetspark. Its your first sparkling, is normal to be this scared," Said Moonbeam helping her into a wheel chair... And said femme was also carrying again and a little bump was already visible in her abdomen even if it was too early for it which made them all believe she was carrying a shuttle again this time...

...well... Most couples there followed her and Angel's example and spark bonded the first chance they got... Which somehow peaked the femmes' fertility.

"Breathe, darling, breathe..." Tried Orchid as the medic obeyed. She obviously knew that but...

"Where the frag is my father!" She suddenly cursed like never before. "And where the frag are all mechs in this place!"

Indeed, there seemed to be no mechs today there, they were all busy but will return soon. The party and ceremony is taking most of their time to get it all organized.

Red Alert tried to not scream at remembering that, even her sire was busy!

...but the problem was that her sparkling was coming, and now!

Immediately, once in the medbay, the other femmes placed her onto a medical berth and she ordered them around for things she needed. It seems she will bring this sparkling herself alone.

...

Hours later several mechs returned the palace only to find it practically deserted from their femmes.

A servant informed them they were all in the med-bay.

"Med-bay?" Asked Ratchet in almost horror. "What happened?!"

"It seems one of the femmes entered into labour," Informed the servant... Which words caused every shuttle, including Angel and Ratchet to hurry towards said place...

...only to find said place empty... And indeed it did seemed like someone just birthed there... But who?

They separated, Ratchet and his daughter's mate hurried towards his room and there they found...

...all the femmes surrounding the bed he shared with Red... And right in the middle was...

"Oh Primus...!" Both the young doctor and Ratchet gasped.

The beautiful Red Alert, flat and sleeping like a rock; next her was Moonbeam holding a bundle in a pink blanket.

When she devised them, she said: "Congratulations... It's a beautiful femme."

That paralysed Angelwings for an eternity before he could utter the words: "Come again?"

"Yes," The older femme repeated. "It's a beautiful shuttle femmling."

Now his jaw was hanging... And soon his cousins and uncles came seeing the commotion there.

"What is it?" Asked Skyfire almost in worry.

"A- a femme... A shuttle femme... My Red gave us a shuttle femme... After...after so long!" Exclaimed the young doctor almost fainting, ignoring how his father-in law carried his granddaughter.

Every shuttle mech gasped.

"I don't believe it," one of them exclaimed. "I thought it wasn't possible!"

"Of course it's possible," Ratchet stated distractedly, staring down at the beautiful pink and white face which was blinking bright blue optics up at him. "Oh Primus, this is real. T-this is my granddaughter."

"It's real," Moonbeam assured him, her mate now by her side. "It was a good birth for a first time but she'll need a lot of rest."

Angelwings swallowed heavily before asking. "D-does she have a name?"

"Not yet," Moonbeam confirmed. "She was too tired for that."

"Plenty of time for that later," mumbled Ratchet. "I can't believe I wasn't here."

His son-in-law looked just as crestfallen at that fact, he should never have left her side. But she'd been doing so well, she wasn't lying in bed all day, drained and exhaustive. Sure, she'd been taking it easy but had still appeared strong and not close to giving birth. If he was in for a scolding, he surely deserved it.

"It's alright," one of the femmes said comfortingly. "She knew what she was doing, we just followed her instructions."

This somehow made angel feel even guiltier, his Red was so talented that she could birth her own shuttle sparkling. He made his way to her side and knelt by her side, gently taking her hand and squeezing it. She shifted slightly in her sleep but didn't waken.

"She'll be out for a while," Ratchet surmised gruffly, blinking madly as he tried to suppress tears. "We uh...we should probably let Optimus know about this, he'll want to come over with Valour."

"Yeah, she'll want them to be here," agreed Angelwings.

"Do you want us to call Arcee?" one of the femmes asked Ratchet kindly, seeing how emotional he was getting despite the fact he was trying to be stoic.

"She's probably busy," he mumbled as his granddaughter yawned cutely and settled more snugly in his arms. "Primus."

"You should probably sit down," Moonbeam advised, carefully leading him to a nearby chair so he could sit more securely with the newborn.

"Call Arcee," she mouthed to the others who nodded and a couple of the younger Mechs went to obey.

"She's so big," Ratchet mumbled now. "Are you sure Red's okay?"

"Of course but you can examine her later," Moonbeam assured him. Now that she was free of Skyfall, bonded to her lover and expecting a sparkling who was in no danger of being killed, she was flourishing and growing in confidence. She looked after a lot of the younger femmes and also often looked after her grandchildren, loving how healthy and happy they were. It had always given her comfort how her son with his mate's help, had protected their brood of nine Seeker sparklings from the shuttles tyrannical patriarch.

"I think I'll be soon," a femme called Paradise said, patting her swollen abdomen. Others also smiled, they wouldn't be very long either.

Ratchet gave them a lot of disbelief and said. "Didn't any of you use protection?"

The femmes just smiled and most of the mechs shuffled their feet. Using protection had not occurred to any of them.

"Have you used protection with Arcee?" Orchid giggled, seeing his stern look.

"What?" he barked. "Well of course I...uh...I ah...oh."

It suddenly hit him that he had been doing nothing of the sort, he'd never thought he'd ever gain a lover so he hadn't come prepared for such a situation. But surely Arcee was..., wasn't she?

"It...it doesn't matter," he babbled, feeling exceedingly embarrassed now. "I'm far too old to be having sparklings."

"You're not as old as Alpha Trion and he's had two children, one he carried himself," someone pointed out helpfully. "Maybe's Arcee's carrying right now."

Ratchet's jaw went slack and he looked like he might go offline. He was holding his granddaughter, there was no way he could be a father again, he was far too old. Then again, Arcee was young and healthy, it was highly unlikely that she had any fertility problems.

"I'm doomed," he moaned.

Several femmes that heard him chuckled.

Then Angelwings, finally noticing his daughter, asked the old medic: "C-can I hold her...please?"

Dumbly her grandsire passed her to her sire. He seemed to be shocked by the fact that he was preparing himself to be a good grandsire and may now prepare himself to be a sire again! After so long!

Being a creator is more difficult than being the grandcreator, because the creator rises and educates, and the other do almost the opposite...

But still, next time he will make sure to use protection before Arcee can jump him; he was sure that nothing else happened or is happening in her body, he barely ejaculated in her after she'd awakened his body. She will need more seasons and time to get herself with his sparkling at this rate.

If Alpha Trion got himself with spark, it was because Ultra Magnus was fragging him every day and that definitely can bring up consequences. His lovemakings with the pink femme were still occasional.

Besides, he didn't wanted a sparkling out from a bond.

He sighed. That femme was younger than his daughter and yet is carving her way into his spark.

The newspark cooed and grabbed her sire's finger as he passed her his tube to feed her. The doctor cried of happiness watching her feed, believing that this was real, that she was real.

...

Megatron sat on his desk as he watched his daughter wrestle with Knock Out, and so far no winner was on sight.

The princess bit and scratched the little mechling only for him to kick and bite her back. However none of their attacks were harmful

The Emperor smirked. Definitely this two will be best friends one day if they wrestle like that. Just like him and Starscream.

Knock Out found one of her wing nubs and... She squeaked as he tickled her.

Megatron lifted an optic ridge at that. The 'battle' seemed to have changed to the red mechling's favour. Honour laughed uncontrollably until she was left without air and tired on her belly on the floor.

However Knock Out lived his victory short when looked down at himself and saw all the scratches he gained... And he cried out brokenly.

"What now, little mech? Are you not happy of your victory?" Asked Megatron. But Knock Out continued wailing and pointing at his scratches.

And now even Honour was looking at him with interest before stuffing her thumb in her mouth.

But before Megatron can take the mechling up in arms and find his malfunction, Optimus entered and took the crying baby in arms before rocking him back and forth; but he just wasn't stopping crying, until the Autobot saw what he meant...

"Optimus...?" Tried Megatron as his consort walked away towards their quarters, opened the secret compartment and took some polishing cloths and started polishing the crimson baby.

Megatron and Honour watched how Hook's sparkling immediately calmed as Optimus made the scratches disappear. Once he was done, he looked up at his mate with a frown. "Molesting Hook's son, Megatron?"

Said mech looked down at him in amusement. "Honour insisted!" He accused his daughter who looked at her sire with big blue and innocent optics.

Optimus' look said he didn't believed him, then rolled his optics and said: "We don't have time for this, Skyfire called, he said my sister gave birth alone herself and... Her shuttle sparkling is a femme."

Surprise covered the bigger mech's face before he could utter: "What? I thought that was...ehem...impossible?"

"I don't know... I've haven't have the chance to speak with sire yet about it." Said Optimus ignoring how the mechling in his arms took hold of the polishing cloth and was polishing to near perfection his little hands. But Honour noticed it and tilted her head to one side.

"We have to go and see her now, we have time still before our travel and the bonding party," Mussed Megatron remembering that he will have to abandon his beloved daughter again in favour to the empire.

Optimus nodded before considering something. "Should we call Hook, Ratchet might not be in the right condition to treat her."

"That might be a good idea," Megatron said with a slow nod. "I doubt your sister's mate is in any better condition."

"Can you blame him?" Optimus said with a smile. "Having any sparkling is a big deal and after growing up in a bad situation without creators, he's suddenly a Sire. Now that his daughter is born, it's a lot to take in."

"Mmm," Megatron murmured in agreement, lifting up his daughter who quickly latched onto his armour. He sighed, Valour was old enough to cope with his creators going on trips...it helped he had his adoptive mother, but for his little sister, it was a completely different situation. They'd discussed taking her along but Megatron didn't feel it was safe enough. When she was older, he actually wished to take both children along on certain trips, they were prince and princess after all but not quite yet.

"Well little one?" he asked. "Would you like to meet your little cousin?"

The new sparkling would be like a sister to Valour but they'd decided it was best to refer to Red Alert's child as Honour's cousin. The little ones could always change that when they were older if they wished. In the meantime, Honour would be staying with her grandcreators who would educate her and her little aunt in the ways of being a lady.

In answer to his question, she gurgled and snuggled in closer.

"I think that's a yes," he chucked, rubbing her back comfortingly before asking. "Where is Valour?"

"He's outside with Bumblebee, we'll pick them both up and take them to see Red," Optimus replied. He was proving to be a very competent and organised consort, the two of them were learning to be a good team. Ultra Magnus had been justified in his assessment when Megatron had first spotted his beautiful mate.

"Good, I'll call Hook," Megatron said before doing just that. Hook was just as amazed about the fact Red Alert had produced a femme shuttle and when he learned she'd done it on her own, his estimation of her skills went up. And since they'd already been high, that was something. He readily agreed to meet them to provide assistance and perhaps offer check-ups to the other carrying femmes. Megatron was glad he was coming along, it might give him a chance to put the past behind him.

It only took them a little time to organised and soon they were taking a transport to the shuttle estate. Valour was bouncing up and down with excitement.

"Is mama okay?" he demanded. "What is it, a femme or a Mech?"

"She's fine and it's a surprise," Optimus teased, lifting his son up for a cuddle. Bumblebee had been tasked with holding Knock Out who was trying to polish his front, almost as though he wanted to look perfect for the visit. Megatron was feeding Honour, she was peering out of the window with great interest.

"Aww, daddy," Valour complained. "I wanna know."

"You'll know soon enough, sweetness," Optimus said, kissing his forehead. His son was hoping for a little brother but he knew Valour would nonetheless love his new sister. Besides, perhaps when he and Megatron were less busy, they could have another go at producing a sparkling. Even if Megatron insisted his mate carry this time.

"Okay," Valour sighed before looking over at his best friend. "How's KnockOut?"

"He keeps cleaning himself," Bee exclaimed. "I don't know why he keeps doing it."

"He likes shiny armour," Optimus stated. "I think he'll enjoy meeting my Sire when the time comes, he always keeps himself very presentable."

"No doubt," Megatron said, trying not to think of the times when Alpha Trion's armour hadn't been in such great condition.

"Are we almost there?" Bumblebee asked, wanting to run around the beautiful gardens and be fed treats by the pretty femmes who doted on sparklings.

"Yes, we're just arriving at the gate," Optimus told him, gently taking KnockOut from the relieved sparkling. "Can you walk Valour?"

"I can fly," Valour said proudly, grabbing his grinning friend and shooting up.

"Slowly son," Megatron reminded him, while feeling exceedingly proud. Now there was future Emperor material. "We're meeting Hook remember?"

"I won't go far," Valour promised as the doors opened and they trooped out.

"Look, that must be Hook's transport," Optimus said, pointing. KnockOut turned at the sound of his carrier's name and started to chirp.

"I think someone missed you," the blue and red Mech informed the old Medic as he hurried over and scooped up his son.

Hook didn't reply, just kissed and cuddled his purring offspring. Honour just watched with curious optics before digging into her carrier's armour as though determined to prove she loved hers even more than KnockOut did. Megatron sighed but offered his arm to Optimus who took it and they headed inside as a servant opened the gates for them.

It seems that between Honour and Knock Out has born a rivalry... Sort of.

This was exactly how he and Starscream started in the beginning, then they started pranking everyone together... Even his sire and Starscream's older brothers were their victims. Their doings were so great that that the emperor Megatronus separated them.

However, as punishment -for the elders- for their separation they made even worse things, bigger pranks that in the end forced the emperor to put the little friends back together with the condition of behaving.

Said behaviour made everyone think that one day they will bond since they were so close. But time proved them wrong when Cybertron was added to the Decepticon empire and Starscream met Skyfire... And Megatron claimed Optimus.

Hook stopped dead in his tracks when the only mech he didn't wanted to see ever again appeared to greet them, and he forced himself to not act rashly and cover his sparkling.

First Aid also stopped mid step and then looked away from him immediately before greeting the others, completely ignoring his unknown son causing Hook to release a sigh. Little Knock Out bately spared him a glance and then ignored him too.

Megatron lifted an optic ridge at that. He seemed to be ready to spit it out what he knows; but Optimus squeezed his arm and looked up at him with a frown.

The Emperor grunted and nodded, understanding what his mate didn't said: it was Hook's problem, not his...so he better stay away.

"This way, please," First Aid said still not looking at Hook and barely noticing he had a sparkling in arms. The young medic didn't even thought that was odd, just wished for the older medic to be as far away from him as possible... And whatever was related to him too.

In time they reached a room and in there was Red Alert... Still sleeping on the bed.

"Mama?" Valour said climbing up to the bed to see her better, touched her face and kissed her cheek before hugging her.

Megatron smiled at that. His son was just so sweet, however he didn't remembered to be like that when he was his age he was more like...

Looking down he saw his daughter patting him for his tube. He sighed and give it to her who took it now looking how Knock Out attached himself to his carrier's back so he can work better in examining the sleeping femme.

Yeah, he hated to admit it, but Honour was just like him, while Valour was a carbon copy of Optimus. He nodded; definitely Optimus will carry their younglings next time because Megatron couldn't think a world with several naughty copies of himself.

Better no one knows he'd admitted that and he rather prefer it stay like that.

"I've already examined her, she's fine and needs more rest, she gave herself birth alone while all the mechs here were out and she guided the other femmes to tend her," Said the younger medic especially wishing for the older one to leave the place as fast as he can.

"And her sparkling?" Asked Optimus this time causing Valour to look up.

"Its outside in the gardens with her sire," Answered the young medic.

Valour gasped with wide optics, kissed his mother goodbye and ran...or better say, flied away to the gardens without waiting for anyone. Megatron and Optimus both shared an amused look and followed their son. Hook stayed behind however.

Seeing that the decepticon CMO wasn't leaving, First Aid decided to do just that, to leave, but called Ratchet to tell him to come and watch over Red because she had some unwanted visitors.

The news didn't took long to reach the old Autobot medic who hurried towards his daughter's quarters only to find Hook... With a sparkling on his back, checking on her with a scan.

"Can I help you?!" Hissed Ratchet.

Hook nodded and said: "Yes, you may wish to set a date to perform a surgery to some parts of her ribs, they seemed to have been... Bended; she will recover from that but it will be better for her if you can help her to recover faster."

Ratchet just grimaced saying with his look that he knew that.

"Congratulations, by the way," Added Hook. "But you will have to excuse me, I better go back to Kaon, I don't know why that... Megatron brought me here when she's been so good looked after." He almost called 'fool' to his emperor. Well, he was in his right since he brought him into this universe... And his sire too...and the sire of his sire when he was younger and practically raised the three.

But more than anything now he wished to leave the place the sire of his sparkling was...infecting it with his presence and rejection.

"Nice sparkling," Ratchet suddenly said making the other stop.

Silence followed before finally the older mech opened the door and walked away this time taking his precious son in arms before the other can take more conclusions.

From a distance First Aid watched how the elder hurried towards the exit to aboard his ship and nodded to himself. He didn't want Hook near. It only reminded him of that embarrassing night he couldn't remember, something he wished he can forget it ever happened or was possible. That shame would be easier to forget if Hook was away from him forever.

With that thought, he returned to his duties.

However, before Hook can aboard his ship, Alpha Trion devised him... And the perfectly polished, as if he was a perfectly carved and polished ruby, sparkling in the other's arms.

It was impossible to not see him when he was obviously much more looked after and cared than the one carrying him.

The old Autobot walked towards him elegantly and... "Hook, am I correct?"

Once again the other stopped and turned around to face the High Councilmech who had his little daughter in arms also looking at him.

"Is he yours?"

Hook just nodded once causing the eldest to lift up an optic ridge.

"Can I see him better?" He asked opening his arms to take the mechling up as he passed the other his daughter.

Once Knock Out was in his hands, he lifted him up examining him and approving every inch of him.

"You should bring him more often," Finally said the Autobot. "He has potential to become more than what he was originally born to be."

"What?" Asked now with a frown Hook.

"You carried him?" However asked the older mech freezing the other in fear. "I might not be a medic, but I can tell he's yours... With an Autobot as the sire."

Now Hook was paling by the second.

"May I ask, who is the sir-?"

"N-no! He...he left! He doesn't care about us, and I will thank you very much if you give me back my son and let us go...and keep those thoughts to yourself!" Almost barked in the end Hook interrupting the other.

"I see..." Alpha Trion nodded. "So he doesn't know..." Then tilted his head to the side looking up and down at the Decepticon CMO and taking out his own conclusions why the sire would abandon him with child. He wasn't one of the most attractive mechs in the universe, besides old. This little one must have been the result of a casual interface, possibly when both creators were drunk...and wishing to forget it, and this mech is a warrior medic, he doesn't needs the sire... Then he nodded, it was not his business to get his nose into other's life... Magnus forced him to understand that.

Sparing one last glance at the little one he said: "What's his name?"

"K- Knock... Out," Barely answered the other causing the other to grimace at the very 'Decepticon' name he had. He would have given him a proper and stronger name.

After that, he returned the red sparkling to the Decepticon and took back his daughter, who was happily waving her hand at the mechling...

...who looked at her with big red optics before waving shyly back his little hand at her and gifted her with a smile... He never smiled like that to anyone that wasn't his carrier, but that femmling seemed nice. Perhaps his carrier will let him play with her? After all, she wasn't like that other brute one who always wished to spar with him.

"He is welcome to join my daughter for her lessons," Alpha Trion now said. "She seems taken with him."

Hook glanced down and saw the friendly signals the two sparklings were giving each other. He couldn't help but smile at this, it was a nice sight.

"I...I might bring him round...see how he gets on," he said slowly. "He is very precious to me."

"I understand," the older Mech said smoothly. "I think he would enjoy them, he seems a very bright sparkling."

The praise helped relax the medic, he was glad that the old Autobot recognised how special his son was. And thinking about how well presented Knock Out liked to be even at this young age, he probably would enjoy learning to walk and act like a noble. He was the Emperor's and the Consort personal medic, clearly he was going to be seeing a lot of the likes of Alpha Trion anyway...why not let his son give this a try?

"Yes he is," he now said to the ancient Mech. "Perhaps we could arrange a time for the sparklings to be together, I imagine your lessons for the newborns will be different to the older ones."

Alpha Trion nodded, that was indeed true. He needed to organise his schedule so he could properly train all those different sparklings and still be able to take care of his High Council duties. Not to mention time with his lover...er...co-creator.

"I will send you a message," he told the Medic. "I've been creating the perfect environment for my daughter and granddaughter, it would be no trouble to add little Knock Out to that."

"Sounds good," Hook said with a smile, before glancing back where all the others were. "I am just returning to Kaon, I will pay my respect to Red Alert when she is more recovered. I do not envy what she went through birthing a shuttle sparkling."

"Indeed," Alpha Trion agreed. "I thought I was too old for birthing sparklings but at least my Aurora was a small one. I think a shuttle would have killed me."

"You and me both," Hook said with a rueful smile. "Thank you my lord for your kind offer, I think Knock Out will enjoy getting to know your daughter better."

"Excellent, I'll be in touch shortly," Alpha Trion said with a smile. "You should visit again soon, I'm sure the young lady would enjoy a change of company."

"Don't worry, I will," promised Hook, somehow feeling better about the whole situation with First Aid.

They big each other goodbye and Hook made it onto the ship. Knock Out chirped in disappointment, he wanted to spend more time with the pretty sparkling who smiled and didn't try to scratch his nice armour.

"Don't worry," Hook chuckled, lifting his son up so they could both look out of the viewscreen. "You'll see the Consort's sister soon enough."

Knock Out hoped so, any Sparkling was better than that rough femme sparkling he usually had to play with.

...

"I wanna see my new sister," Valour cried happily as he flew into the gardens, searching for the new sparkling.

Spotting a group of shuttles, he headed in their direction, putting on speed in his excitement.

"Is she here?" he exclaimed. "Where is she?"

"Valour?" Angelwings gasped in amazement, he hadn't been expecting his step son to appear like that.

Valour landed and asked. "Is that her?"

"Yes sweetie, that's her," Moonbeam said with a proud smile. "Isn't she beautiful?"

Valour came forward and Angelwings allowed him to climb up onto his lap to get a better look at the sleeping sparkling.

"She's great," he stated seriously. "And big."

"She is a shuttle," Angelwings told him, still feeling dazed that he actually had a daughter.

"Wow," Valour said, reaching out to gently touch her. "What's her name?"

"We haven't decided on a name yet," his step father admitted. "It'll need to be a special one since she's so special."

"Uh huh," the young sparkling agreed. "I can't believe she was in mummy's tummy."

This made everyone smile, it was incredible that such a large sparkling had come from a small femme. Some of the femmes couldn't help but wonder if it was possible for them to also have femme shuttles now that they were all free. They would soon know.

"Congratulations," a voice said and the little group turned to see the Emperor and Optimus approaching.

"Thank you," Angelwings said with a smile as Valour snuggled closer to his little sister. "I still can't believe it."

"She's beautiful," Optimus complimented. "She looks just like her mother."

"I know," the large Mech said with a happy sigh. "I'm very fortunate. All we need is a name and then we'll be complete."

"And perhaps next time you can carry," Megatron offered slyly and this made everyone, especially the femmes and Optimus laugh.

Angelwings blinked, not sure if the Emperor was joking or not.

...somehow he believed he wasn't. After all just recently he birthed his own sparkling.

It was unthinkable for a shuttle mech to think on carrying, it was their biggest taboo, to break their ultimate law, the most sacred.

Even if Skyfall was not around anymore, the remaining shuttle mechs still believed that that was a femme's job.

However, with this new sparkling now sleeping in his arms, Angelwings thought about using the best and most secure protection he can get when making love Red next. He was sure that one sparkling was more than enough... For both.

The little femmling started stirring before suddenly online her big blue optics.

Valour gasped at the sight. It was like a couple of huge sapphires!

The femmling cooed at him and he passed her his hand causing her to giggle.

"Hi you too," Said the mechling easily hugging her as she took her hand and looked away at something...

"So... It was true." Someone stated walking towards them.

They all turned to see the tall High Counclimech with his little creation in arms... Who was looking stright in the optics at the newborn... Who was doing the same.

"Sire?" Optimus tried while receiving his creator. Then decided to ask him something. "How...how is it possible... I mean... I've never seen a shuttle femme before... None of us did... At least in the long while."

The ancient mech nodded while reaching close with his daughter who continued staring at the other intently and vice versa. That caused Megatron to lift up an optic ridge. That was the oddest think he'd ever seen. Honour continued against his chest while looking everywhere but there.

"They have bonded. I bet everyone here has bonded with their mates." Alpha Trion added while looking the big femmes...ready to explode. However there were some with small bumps still.

"And what does that have to do with this femmling?" Asked Megatron causing his father in law to frown at him before directing again his sight towards the newborn one.

"It's a long story... So long ago the last remaining femme shuttle, Selene, told me something," Started the elder causing several shuttles to gasp. They knew that name. "She was already old when Skyfall took power and declared himself patriarch, then he started with his rules about femmes being good for one thing only: reproduction. So he started locking away all and every femme of his kin and ordered the mechs to procreate only with them.

Shuttles are pacifists by nature, however, just as the seekers they enjoy freedom, and it wasn't long until the younger femmes started dying, and the older ones, that were bonded to other shuttles started getting sick with no way of healing," Added the ancient mech grimly. The shuttles all lowered their heads; they know that was true.

"No one could explain it," He continued. "But even the bonded ones started dying and soon taking their mates with them." He made a pause to take an intake. "As Selene was not bonded to anyone, call it a shuttle thing since this family was always a closed one and always and only bonded with other shuttles, Skyfall took her as his, along with many others that were young and not bonded as well; however, the captured younger femmes and younglings started dying without reason and that left Skyfall with Selene only. But then he refused to bond with her or any of the others that were dying..." He trailed off, there was not a soft way of putting it. "But still he made her his, forcing her to carry for him... And when Skyfall was not looking, while busy seeing his family disappear slowly, she escaped and came to me for help."

Some mechs there present seemed to know this, but some others, along with the femmes and the royal couple was unknown to this.

"I couldn't help her much, and she knew it, it wasn't the first time she ran away to other senators and friends for help, however by then Skyfall was too powerful and easily killed everyone she went for help without no one being able to do anything against him... Until now," He added looking at the grim Emperor and nodded at him as in almost thanks. "So she told me to help her with something, a special formula that will forbid the shuttles from creating other shuttles if they were not bonded to their mates, especially femmlings. However accidents can still happen," He said looking at almost all presents there. "Then, once it was perfected, she told me to call her 'mate' to inform him where she was so she could go to their estate and shoot everyone with it. She didn't wanted to see her people enslaved and preferred to see them all dead before that." Many gasped at that. "In that, taking such decisions I believe she was just like Skyfall, just as drastic and dramatic.

But shuttles were always intelligent, geniuses, but pacifists, Skyfall however was different, and when he came for her, she begged me to not tell what I'm telling you now... But seeing you all have bonded -before the ceremony or party-, I think is fair for you to know, now your mates will be more...fertile and will possibly produce only shuttles now, included femmlings," He directed himself to the petrified winged mechs. Angel was about to faint; he believed than one sparkling was more than enough, two was excessive...and hoped Red Alert to share his thoughts.

"Sometime later I've heard from Skyfall himself that Selene died while fighting him back as she tried to escape with her newborn child... He accidentally killed her and took their son to raise him himself. He would have never wasted a 'breeder' like her; after that he created the law that makes all their mechs to take a grounder femme and use her as a breeder for their survival, but the ratio was bigger in grounder sparklings than in shuttle ones, besides that for a grounder, unbonded femme, carrying one is a death sentence. Many died...and their mates followed them even if they were not bonded. Skyfall forbid them to bond because he considered it a weakness, that if the femmes died during birth of one of their kin, that the mechs will be able to move on onto another...just like he did it over and over again over the passing of the millennia. But even then, a shuttle bonds with their only mate when he sees her, and even if they don't sparkbond, if she dies, he will follow."

Silence followed leaving everyone petrified...and the ancient mech thinking about it. "I've never investigated about it, but I guess Primus made them special, made you all special somehow..." then he smirked. "If this news spread, I can see many femmes trying to get to the single ones of you."

Many blushed, those who were still single, they were few, but still...

"And why didn't you tell us that before?!" Almost roared Megatron in frustration at his father in-law's lack of

The red, older mech looked up at him and just said simply: "Because I'd forgotten it."

Megatron just facepalmed himself before cursing lowly...

...causing Honour to learn her first word...or better said, curse: "Faggin dekepit!"

Silence followed and now even the shuttle femmling, Aurora and Valour were looking at the princess in horror.

"Megatron!" Roared his mate.

Realising what he'd just said, Megatron said hastily. "Wait...I didn't mean that...Honour, do not repeat that..."

"Sire," Optimus said grimly. "I would appreciate it if you could look after Honour for a few moments."

"Why?" Megatron exclaimed, not understanding.

"So we can have a little talk in private," Optimus declared sternly, taking his daughter and giving her over to her grandfather. "Right now."

Looking extremely chastised, Megatron followed his mate.

"Sire said a bad word," Valour said in wonder.

"Which I do not want to hear repeated," his grandsire said sternly. Typical, uncivilised Decepticon, now he would have to work on making sure his daughter and other students did not repeat such vulgarity.

"I won't," promised Valour before saying. "Hi, I'm Valour, your big brother."

The little shuttle femmling giggled, reaching up to touch his face. He smiled down at her before saying. "You've got the best mama in the world and your grandpapa is the world's best medic. Your mama and daddy are medics too, isn't that cool?"

"He's such a sweetie," one femme sighed, leaning against her mate and patting her abdomen. This was her first child and she couldn't wait, she wanted one just like the prince.

"Yeah," her mate agreed with a smile.

"Is it really true?" Angelwings asked Alpha Trion. "About Selene?"

"Yes, every word of it," the older Mech assured him.

"Who was her the son?" Moonbeam asked curiously.

"His name was Skystrike I believe," he said casually.

Moonbeam gasped and looked up at her mate who was frozen.

"My mother?" he said in surprise. "She did all this?"

"Yes, she did," Alpha Trion acknowledged. "A very intelligent femme, she would have done extraordinary things if not forced to be with that uncouth lout."

"No doubt," Skystrike sighed, he wished he could have known her. At least he inherited her talent for formulas, allowing him to preserve as many of the femmes as possible.

"When will mama be awake?" Valour now asked Angelwings. "Has she seen how beautiful her sparkling is?"

"Soon I hope," he said softly.

"I think I love her optics the best," Valour declared. "They're like sapphires."

Angelwings suddenly gasped and everyone stared up at him. Without saying a word, the new Sire lifted up his step son and gave him a kiss.

"What was that for?" Valour asked curiously.

"For giving your son her name," Angel explained with a little smile. "Sapphire, my precious little jewel."

"Awesome," Valour said excitedly as Sapphire gurgled, apparently pleased with her new name.

"I hope Red doesn't mind," Angel murmured to himself.

"I'm sure she won't," Moonbeam said kindly, the name suited the beautiful little sparkling so well.

As they all admired the new femmling's name, Alpha Trion was having troubles holding Honour who wiggled and wrestled with her grandsire to get wherever her carrier has gone.

She was even accidentally beating Aurora!

"Calm down you wild child!" Hissed the elder as his daughter covered herself against his frame.

"Faag!" The princess exclaimed now kicking her aunt and bit her grandsire. However the old mech only flinched but still held her tightly.

By then everyone noticed the fighting between the High Councimech and his granddaughter.

"Uhh... Need help?" Offered Angel lifting himself up and took Aurora from the elder as she tried to escape her situation as a victim in the middle of a battlefield.

"Y-yes... Thank you... Calm down!" This time he barked at the deaf sparkling as she still wrestled with him wildly.

Angel was armfull with three sparklings with wide optics watching the fight the mad princess was putting on the ancient mech.

"You ok, aunt Aurora?" Asked Valour caressing her head where he could devise a scratch.

She nodded, then turned to the newly named Sapphire, who smiled brightly at her and reached for her face trying to caress it.

*"It is nice to see you too again, old friend."* Aurora said in that ancient language to the baby who beamed at her and giggled while nodding.

Valour tilted his head to the side as if not understanding what she said... And Angelwings' optics widened. There was again... The ancient language being spoken by one of the three he'd seen in the past doing it.

Alpha Trion and the others were too busy with the wrestling...and now crying sparkling princess to notice that strange moment with Aurora and his daughter.

As he thought about it, Aurora directed her own deep, blue optics towards his own surprised ones before shaking her head and put her index finger against her mouth as if to tell him to keep it to himself... And to his surprise his daughter tried the same.

Honour screamed as Alpha Trion grabbed all her limbs and forced them in front of her before tightening his grip on her, forcing her to be an almost little ball... And to everyone's surprise, she suddenly fell unconscious.

Mechs and femmes gasped in unison before one of the heavily carrying femmes asked: "How did you do that?"

The battered old mech just shook his head as an answer. He was not in the mood to answer any question now. Besides, with this brute femmling, carried by the Emperor...he really hoped his son carries next and next and next... Megatron was possibly like this when he was her age and she inherited that from him. Not a good idea to bring another like him so soon... Besides, that would explain why he is the only son.

"Grandsire, you ok? Would you like me to make you some tea?" Valour tried kindly seeing the other's dark mood.

"Perhaps later," he said shortly, looking impatiently around for his creation.

Sure enough, Optimus was marching back over with an incredibly chastised Megatron. Optimus still looked annoyed but his expression changed when he saw how limp his daughter was.

"What happened?" he exclaimed, taking the little sparkling into his arms.

"She was misbehaving," declared Alpha Trion, brushing himself off and looking critically at the scratches and scuffs he'd received.

"I think she wanted to be with Sire," Valour offered, cuddling his aunt close. "So she was a bit naughty."

"A bit naughty?" his grandsire repeated. "She bit me and kicked my Aurora."

"Honour!" gasped Optimus even though she was unconscious. "I can't believe she would do that!"

"I believe she has inherited some bad traits," Alpha Trion stated, giving Megatron a pointed look.

"What, you're blaming this on me!?" the large grey Mech exclaimed.

"Where else would she get it from?" the old Mech demanded. "Certainly not from my side of the family, I assure you."

"There's nothing wrong with my daughter," Megatron said hotly. "She is perfect the way she is."

With a sneer, Alpha Trion declared. "You better make sure that Optimus carries all your future sparklings so they do not turn out like uncivilised savages."

"I was already planning to do so but only because I want to see my mate heavy with my offspring," Megatron said heatedly, making Optimus blush a little as Valour stared with wide optics.

"Oh I'm sure that's the only reason," his father in law said as he took back his daughter. "Now if you will excuse me."

He offered Angelwings a small bow in recognition of his new daughter before striding off. Megatron glared after him, extremely tempted to call him another bad name. However, Optimus's words still rang in his head so he resisted the urge.

"Daddy," Valour now said. "We've got a name for my sister."

"Oh, what is it?" Optimus asked with a smile, gently rubbing his daughter's back.

"Sapphire," Angelwings said proudly. "It suits her, don't you think?"

"It's a great name for her," complimented Optimus said warmly. "Red's gonna love it."

"I hope so," he said seriously. "Speaking of which, I think I will go to her side, I want to be there when she wakes up."

Optimus nodded his understanding and Megatron lifted Valour up.

"Can I see her later when she's awake?" the young sparkling questioned.

"Of course, sweetspark," Optimus answered caressing and kissing his forehead.

Megatron however grunted, his sire in-law was right, and he had to admit it, he was exactly like Honour when her age...and even years later. There was more than one reason for Optimus to carry next time.

"Consort," Started Moonbeam. "I believe she was extremely rude with your sire when she was carried by him, she even attacked little Aurora in her attempts to get herself away from him," Optimus grimaced looking down at his still unconscious daughter. "In my opinion, she needs a strong scolding before it gets worse."

The Emperor frowned. Did that femme was really telling them how to raise their daughter?!

Unluckily for him and his thoughts, everyone present was nodding.

"We were all witnesses here of what happened, and I believe as someone of her status and rank must not be tolerated in such behaviour," Now offered Skystrike causing all his brothers, half brothers, uncles, cousins, and whatever other family he had, among with the femmes, to nod. "She's a princess, she must behave like one, be an example for others."

But before Megatron can tell him to suck off his words, Honour's optics brightened back online and chirped seeing her sire carrying her... and seconds later she pushed him and jumped away from him towards her carrier before finding Valour there and pushing him away from her favourite spot in the middle of Megatron's chest.

"Hi sis," Valour barely said before his sister kicked him as if telling him to go away.

"Honour... don't be like that to your brother," Megatron tried, and all other presents frowned at the happenings, except Optimus who looked worried... really worried.

The little princess just grunted in annoyance at having to share her favourite place with her elder brother. This was HER spot!

"Is ok, sire, I can walk, it seems she really missed you," Valour understood what she wanted and received another push just in case if he changed his mind about using his own legs.

"Honour..." Her carrier tried again only to receive this time big, blue and teary optics looking up at him. In any other time, moment and with another being, Megatron would not have being amused, however now with his own sparked creation looking up at him like that... he couldn't scold her anymore...even if she continued pushing Valour away.

Several shuttles and their mates shook their heads at that. "Do not fall in her spell, its what she wants!" Moonbeam couldn't help but point out, but the Emperor was already lowering Valour back onto the ground.

And to make things worse, he fed her, literally making her taste and savour her victory over everything!

Once on the ground, Valour hurried towards the palace, leaving the adults with their problems; he came here to see his mom, and will see her.

Meanwhile, several adults there facepalmed themselves at Megatron's actions. Optimus sighed. He wondered if his mate was like this when Honour's age, if he got everything his whims desired. He believed so, after all, HE was one of said whims.

But by Primus he will forbid her daughter from following said path, even if he have to rack her hide at such young age!

"Come, we'd better follow Valour," Optimus sighed, better to talk about this issue when they were in private.

Offering the others a wry smile, he said. "We hope to see all of you very soon, probably at the celebration,"

"We would be honoured," Skystrike said, taking his mate's hand and squeezing. Soon, they would have their child and he could not wait. A newborn sparkling to raise was just what his mate needed to finally to let go of the past. "It will be a great occasion."

Optimus and his husband bowed respectively before heading in the direction of where Red Alert's rested. When they arrived, they found that she was now awake, propped up by pillows and cradling her newborn. Angelwings sat close by in a chair so that she had plenty of room while Valour cuddled in at her side, wanting to be as close to his mother as possible.

"Hello Red," Optimus greeted and she looked up with a beam.

"Isn't she wonderful?" she said in a voice brimming with love. "My little Sapphire."

"She is," Optimus agreed, coming to sit in another chair.

"I helped Angel name her," Valour said proudly, earning a kiss from his mother.

"You did, my clever boy," she cooed. The only one not interested in the proceeding was Honour, she just wanted to cuddle her carrier and suckle from him. Megatron meanwhile smiled proudly at his son, what a special boy he was.

"Thank you mama," Valour said, reaching to touch his sister's arm. "She's pretty like you."

Angelwings smiled in agreement. Red Alert gave him another kiss as Megatron said.

"If you wish to return to work in Kaon Palace, you are more than welcome. I believe Hook would be pleased to have his best Medic back."

"It would be nice to work again," she agreed. "I miss talking with him...is it true he has his own sparkling?"

"Yes, a Mech called Knockout," Megatron informed her. "He is a strange sparkling, always trying to keep himself clean."

This made her laugh out loud.

"Believe me, that's not necessarily a bad thing," she said. "I remember all the times Valour managed to get himself covered in some strange substance, I was always having to clean him."

"I wasn't that bad," Valour protested as she gave him another kiss.

"Of course not sweetie, all sparklings are like that...well, nearly all," she said, giving Optimus a sly look. "Do you remember the time you crawled into daddy's vat of burn gel and splashed it all about the place?"

"Don't remind me," Optimus groaned as Megatron grinned at him. He very much enjoyed hearing stories of his mate being naughty, simply because Optimus was so perfect.

"What happened?" he asked of his mate slyly.

"I was scolded severely and had to have several baths just to get rid of the smell," Optimus said ruefully. "Ratchet threatened to spank me if I did something like that again, for ruining the gel."

"And because sparkings should not be crawling in that stuff," Red added with a chuckle. "It's not good for their health."

"That's true," her brother mused. "At least I never crawled into another vat."

"No but you found plenty of other things to crawl into," she teased, making her son giggle at the thought of his carrier acting like that.

"You got into trouble as well," Optimus reminded her and she simply gave him a wicked smile.

"Of course, but your experiences are funnier," She answered to that.

Megatron smirked at that. He definitely wished to hear more from his mate... But from his perfect sister also might be a good story to tell.

"No? Definitely." Optimus said mildly indignity. "Ratchet had to stop taking you to the hospital's day care because somehow you always knew how to sneak out...and end in the lab."

Her optics widened and her mouth clamped as if telling him to shut up.

But he continued: "You liked to play with those devises and press those buttons, to the point of making a mess with them."

Angel, Megatron and Valour listened intently.

"You even somehow released the other sparklings from the day care and suggested them to play 'hide and seek' in the morgue... Some of them had nightmares for days."

Red Alert looked away wiggling her nose.

Megatron could not believe she can be that naughty! He had a big grin plastered in his mouth.

"You even once entered an operations room, crawling around and tossed all the tools the operating medic needed... And even somehow had yourself covered in the patient's life force!" Continued her brother. "After that you were officially banned from the hospital."

Silence ringed before she smirked. "Yeah? Well, the mech was saved from putting him through an unnecessary operation, and... Years later when I entered university, the medic that operated that mech became my first teacher... And always reminded me my doings at the hospital," She smiled sadly at that. "He was the one who encouraged me to be the best, to earn the respect I have so I will be allowed in that hospital again... He gave me my certificate as medic when I graduated... But still couldn't save him from that accident," She added sadly.

Angel lowered his head. He knew who she was talking about. He'd never seen her so devastated and desperate before... Or after because she couldn't save HIM of all patients, she saved the others... But his death will always mark her.

Trying to break the tense silence, Angel then said: "How's Honour? I see she returned with her carrier... Where she wanted to be."

Now Red Alert noticed her, the little femme in her own little world, attached to her carrier.

"She's fine, thank you," Megatron said caressing her head and back. She snuggled against his hand.

But the medic femme saw something else. "Bring her here, has she met my little Sapphire?"

Megatron hesitated, and that worked to make her understand what was happening. He was spoiling her in all her whims...and one of them was to be with him.

After all, when she asked Valour why he wasn't with his creators he just said he'd came to see her... And quickly latched onto her and little Sapphire as if he was denied from something earlier. If not also for the scratch marks on his chest.

She knew her son very well.

It seems the little princess had trouble sharing.

"Bring her here, Megatron," The older femme insisted.

He hesitated again but obeyed, taking her from his chest and making her salute to the newspark. "Say 'hi' to little Sapphire~"

However both Sapphire and Valour hugged the femme tighter as if... Not wanting to let go... Or... Protecting her?

"Nah!" Was the only thing the princess said before trying to return with her carrier.

Red Alert lifted up an optic ridge but kept the comment to herself that both Optimus and Megatron must not be interfacing around for a while with her being so possessive of her carrier.

She wondered if they will stay in the after party with said femmling behaving like that.

"Honour," Megatron said sternly. "Be nice, I'm not going anywhere, you can say hello."

Honour turned and looked at the sparkling.

"Bah!" she declared by way of a greeting before snuggling into her carrier.

Optimus's mouth twitch, she was a sneaky little thing, he had to give her that. But her behaviour would have to be addressed as soon as possible.

"Never mind," Red Alert said softly, her theory was correct and there was no point in forcing the issue right now. "I'm sure they'll get to know each other soon enough."

"Will you be well enough for the party?" Optimus asked softly, taking her hand as her children snuggled into her.

"I will be," she assured him with a smile. "I'm a little sore and tired but I will recover."

"You're a strong femme for delivering your daughter by yourself," Megatron praised, he was sure he couldn't have, even though he was large and his daughter had been small. Whereas it had been vice versa for Red Alert.

"I wasn't completely on my own, I did at least have the others and some of them have had shuttles in the past," Red Alert said with a smile. "But I don't think we'll have another in a hurry, perhaps when Sapphire is older."

"You could always do what I did and have your mate carry," Optimus suggested, giving Megatron a sly, teasing smile.

His mate grinned back, imagining that shuttle carrying. The poor Mech probably wouldn't know what hit him. And he had no intention of ever carrying again, that would be for Optimus to do.

She smiled, murmuring. "I'll think about it."

Her daughter was chirping, wanting fed and her mother obliged. As Sapphire suckled, Red Alert stroked Valour's head, asking. "How are you doing, baby?"

"Good," he replied. "I'm gonna dance with Slipstream again at the ball."

"That's good, you'll enjoy that," she said, they did make a cute little couple. Even if they didn't ultimately bond, she was still sure they'd always be good friends.

"I suppose we'll have to endure your sire," muttered Megatron to Optimus.

"He isn't that bad," Optimus said reasonably as his mate made a face. "I know he sometimes forgets to tell us things but he has lived a long time. I imagine it's hard to recall a lot of things instantly, he'll require some prompts."

"He still could have informed us about this shuttle business sooner," complained his mate.

Optimus shook his head, giving his stubborn mate a kiss.

"When you reach his age you will understand him." Optimus added making the other flinch.

He was sure he will not live that long.

"Oh...and Optimus...?" Started the medic femme. "I think we will need someone who will look after the sparklings after the party."

The remaining three adults tensed. That was true.

They better hire someone.

...

Weeks later the massive bonding ceremony was celebrated.

Every shuttle with their mates gave their vows in front of each other and the numerous witness present. The party was beautiful and everyone celebrated with the newly declared couples for the law.

Many of them were already bonded, but Starscream and Skyfire decided to wait until the 'after party' to join their souls to each other forever.

And when the night advanced, the time for the sparklings to be taken away had come. Now it was time for the adults to have their own fun. Many of them whined and protested to remain, but they were escorted to the Magnus' Estate instead, where a grumpy Hook was expecting them with his little creation on his shoulder.

"Hook!" Valour jumped him in a hug causing the old medic to smile and laugh too.

"Good to see you again, little buddy."

Behind them, escorting them was Megatron, alone, trying to remove his daughter from his frame only for her to tighten her grip and cry, and scream as he almost succeeded.

Hook grinned at that.

That behaviour was quite familiar for the old medic.

"Come on sweetspark, let go of carrier..." He tried as several aides helped the newborn sparklings like Aurora, Solar, Sapphire, the technorganic sibblings and the new acquisitions of the mates of the shuttles... Many, several newborn shuttles who now were busier sleeping. Following them were Slipstream and her seeker brothers with Moonracer holding Skywarp, Bumblebee and Mirage... Who insisted in joining the royal sparklings even when he had his own servant to take him home.

His presence there made Valour feel uneasy, but Slipstream reassured him all the time... And now from Hook's arms he can see the noble sparkling was going after his betrothed again, so he went down and flied towards her so he can grab her first.

Hook distracted himself a little from Megatron and his daughter's scene, to watch the little prince lay his claim on the seeker femme. He smirked at that too. Valour can look like an Autobot, but he have Decepticon code in his veins.

When Megatron finally got Honour away from his chest, she was cleaver and attached herself to one of his arms. He frowned.

So, she likes to play dirty? Both can do the same...

Then he tickled her little wing nubs causing her to squeak and laugh uncontrollably successfully releasing him in her mirth, then, not wasting a second, Megatron almost tossed her to Hook and flied away without another word.

Honour's laughs soon turned into cries when realizing her carrier tricked her and now left her with this old mech that smells funny...

...and had her scarlet 'friend' on his shoulder laughing at her again.

That worked to make her stop crying and decided to chase him to teach him a lesson... But Hook had a tight grip on her.

"You think I'm gonna let you go? You're wrong! I've raised your carrier, grandsire and great grandsire! You're no match to me!"

Honour babbled growling sparkling nonsense as if threatening Knock Out... And he just stick out his little glossa at her.

...

Meanwhile in the shuttles' palace, the lights were dimmed, soft music sounded around and several couples were retiring to more comfortable places around the beautiful gardens and labyrinths. Some, were still dancing, some others were already kissing and groping around each other.

In one of the beautiful crystal fountains, deep in the middle of one of the labyrinths was Starscream and Skyfire, in the water, with the bigger one thrusting deep and gentle from behind into his flushing and moaning lover.

On a mattress, one of the several ones that were placed around for this occasion, was Ratchet, kissing Arcee as he eased his spike into her eager valve, causing her to moan in delight at having her lover entering her just as she loved before he set a slow and deep pace.

In another place, against a huge crystal tree was Angelwings with a beautiful femme riding his massive and engorged shaft; her veils and gems sparkled with each movement she gave as Red released a low, guttural moan as he stroked her anterior node, causing a delicious shiver to run all over her body.

Optimus saw his creators walk away towards another secluded place before losing them from sight as he waited for his own mate... That was hurrying towards him at top speed before landing graciously in front of him... As if courting him with his moves.

"Optimus..." He whispered hoarsely before taking the other's waist.

The other smirked with dark, full of lust optics at the time re reached downwards towards the other's panel.

Megatron also caressed fondly the blue aft before doing the same, but from behind...

...then both found a nice spot covered by crystals that had in the middle a very comfy mattress.

"These shuttles... They seemed to have built this garden to be a frag place," Said Megatron lowly before reaching for Optimus' offered neck and suckled on it.

Optimus moaned and eased two fingers into his lover's dripping valve as the other did the same to his own.

"Yes... It seems that...more of the actions...and sparklings were...conceived... Here," He gasped as Megatron rubbed his external node with his index finger, so he did the same to the other...but with his thumb.

Megatron moaned lowly and bit playfully at the other's neck.

"Love... I want your spike first..." The Emperor almost whined, feeling himself dripping onto Optimus' hand.

"But... I want yours first..." Tried Optimus with a whine. He was dripping too.

"Hmm..." Megatron grunted. There was a dilemma. Both wanted the same from the other...but...who will go first? "You first."

"No, you first."

"Please...please...pleeease Optimus... Take me first?"

"Are you begging me?"

"Yes...only you..."

They kissed passionately and Megatron laid on his back and spread his legs wide for his mech to ravish him. His valve ached for more than just his little teasing fingers!

Then he subspaced his special, customized dildo and waited for Optimus to enter him since the other couldn't see it... He will push it in when Optimus enters.

The fat, rounded head penetrated the first rim, causing Megatron to toss back his head onto the mattress and moan loudly as his hungry nodes were stimulated by the thick phallus...

...then he pushed in the dildo...in his moaning lover who gasped and buckled at the double, surprising sensation.

"Better, my Optimus?" Megatron asked with a fanged grin.

Optimus nodded dumbly, it felt so good. In fact, he almost felt frozen with the delicious stretch in his valve but he had to move. So bracing himself, he began to thrust into his mate who groaned in ecstasy.

"You're so good," the grey, panting Mech praised, his grip tightening on the dildo which luckily was built for a fair amount of stress.

"So...you've said...," Optimus gasped out, he'd really missed this. As much as he loved his daughter, she hadn't left Megatron alone recently so they'd barely had a chance to be together properly. Starting tomorrow, he promised himself they would be more firm with her, in the long run, it would be much better for her.

"I'll say it as many times as I need to," Megatron declared making his mate laugh.

"If you must," he teased before groaning as his valve clenched around the dildo. Megatron really knew how to pick perfect sex toys. He could only hope that Honour at least never came across one of their 'serpents'.

Megatron chuckled before using his free hand to draw Optimus down for a hungry kiss. When they broke apart, Optimus murmured. "We need to do this more often."

"Mmm," Megatron agreed.

"Megatron," his mate said sternly. "You have to be firmer with Honour, if she misbehaves, you cannot tolerate it."

"Optimus...," the grey Mech moaned, he didn't want to think about that right now.

"I mean it," the blue and red Mech insisted. "If we don't do something now, it will be much harder when she's older. Promise me Megatron, that we will work together to help her."

"Whatever you want," Megatron said with a frantic nod, worried that his queen might stop if he said anything else. "I'll do it."

"Hmm," Optimus said wryly before giving him another kiss. "We'll talk about this later."

Megatron just nodded, his optics ablaze with lust. He grabbed Optimus and brought him down for yet another kiss, already forgetting what they'd been talking about as they lost themselves in their own passion.

...

"This is ridiculous," Alpha Trion muttered as he lay in Ultra Magnus's arms.

"Why?" the Autobot leader asked with a chuckle. "Because it's not proper to plan a ball where the majority of adults hook up for a frag in the gardens?"

When the elder just made a small noise, Ultra Magnus laughed and said.

"Shuttles do things a little differently...besides, this was a bonding celebration, it is expected that those bonding interface with each other. They are simply allowing other couples to enjoy themselves in comfort too."

"It's still..," Alpha Trion began but his partner was already assaulting his mate with his mouth.

"Ooh," the older Mech groaned before complaining. "You always do this."

"Because you enjoy it so much," Ultra Magnus said smugly. "Admit it Trion, you love it."

As the Mech beneath him grumbled slightly but didn't shove him off, Ultra Magnus added.

"Anyway, think of all the compliments you've been getting. Everyone says you are glowing with health, now I wonder why that is?"

"Hmph," Alpha Trion muttered, even though he had been preening under all those nice words his fellow Autobots had been telling him. And of course, his students had outdid themselves at the ball, his prize pupil Slipstream had been the perfect lady and even his grandson had gotten praise due to his better mastery of dancing and walk. Soon, his daughter would be well on her way to becoming a lady herself.

"Come on, admit it," the younger Mech cajoled, gently placing his lover onto his back.

"It is good to receive justified praise," Alpha Trion finally said, causing Ultra Magnus to grin.

"Yes, it is," he said before saying. "Now tell me what you want?"

"I want to go home." Answered curtly the eldest.

"Wrong, try again." Smirked his mate from above him.

"You should ask yourself what YOU want not what I want!" Grumpily said the red mech before the grinned face of his lover descended towards his neck and suckled playfully.

Alpha Trion just held back his moan and allowed the other to continue before his Magnus looked up at him with the same grin. "True, I want to ravish you all, Trion, to frag you from the inside out, to make you drip from between your folds as I ease myself in... To hear your delicious moans escape involuntarily as I pleasure you... Trion... To frag you is so amazing that I believe that if even if we weren't bonded, I would have asked you already...you're mine now however...and I can feel how much you enjoy all of this...and it immensely pleases me to please you."

The ancient mech just stared with wide blue optics at the other's speech unable to answer back.

"Oh Trion... I think I love you," Finally said the Commander before once again kissing deeply his petrified lover...

...who didn't know what to say or think, only to open himself more to the other and moan loudly as the blue, thick spike eased in his clenching and dripping valve.

But his processor continued running through this sentence:

His Magnus loves him!

He was not just dominating him... He really loves him!

That would explain the passion and care he always put into their lovemaking, always ensuring his own pleasure and release first.

The gentle and deep pace caused him to open more to the other and to rock against his thrusts before hugging his neck and wrap his legs around his waist.

His valve felt so full and like burning in need... Just like his spark, that forced him to open his chest for the one that declared him his love, revealing his soul to the universe...to the one that loves him, and loved him like no other did before.

"Ultra..." He mewled as his spark demanded his other half.

The Magnus obliged with a sweet smile and also revealed his soul to his lover before joining him again in a dance of sparks and pleasure.

Alpha Trion cried in euphoria, tears escaped his ancient blue optics feeling himself more complete than ever, he opened fully to the one ravishing him, showed him everything and his Magnus did the same.

Their movements became frantic as they reached their peaks, the little, tight but ancient valve sucked, spasmed and finally clenched itself tightly around the engorged, still thrusting spike that stretched him deliciously as it swelled and exploded inside him, filling him up deeply with his delicious and burning liquid.

The older one continued riding the waves of their powerful overload as the other spasmed and finished with one last jerk. Softening spike still wrapped inside the tightening hold if the valve.

Alpha Trion fell unconscious even when grasping for air, but Ultra Magnus couldn't follow him. He was shocked at what he'd seen.

Wide optics looked down at the now sleeping one.

He'd wondered if Trion could process what just happened or what he'd shown him.

"Aurora..." He gasped before looking around. "She's... Your reincarnated carrier..."

Ignoring this completely, the fragged mech just slept.

That would explain why she and Solar were so close; he was her reincarnated mate!

It seems that Alpha Trion's processor completely ignored this... But not his spark.

Pulling out and cuddling his still recharging lover, the Magnus considered telling him this. But then something told him that perhaps it wasn't a good idea.

He'd also seen Slipstream and others... Little newborn Sapphire and that light blue mechling that was after Slipstream... And...

He covered his mouth in order to not say it out loud, but still it escaped:

"Valour..."

A pause as he considered everything he'd seen, then he said: "What is going to happen? Why are they returning...and now?"

Author's note. How does Hook handle 'babysitting' all the sparklings? What else happens at the party? Find out next time, until then.