(Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers; just Filly and my other OC's)

(Authors Note: Hello dear readers! I'm so happy to be posting another chapter for all of you to enjoy. I know it's a bit short but it's really sweet which I think makes up for it. Anyways, I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while but I've been working on other stories lately. However, this doesn't mean I've forgotten about this one. Nope. I still have so much love for it and it gives me joy to know you guys love it too. Your comments are appreciated and I draw inspiration from the good vibes they bring. Anyways, I hope you're all doing well and keeping safe out there. I shall continue to work on this story and update when I can. Until next time, keep safe and stay awesome!)

"English"

::Comm. link::

{Cybertronian}

[HUD notifications/scans]

::Bond conversations::

:Speaker speech:

"Intercom"

Memories/flashbacks/stasis

{:Ghost/apparition speech:}

Chapter 17

Filly was currently en route towards the Lab for she had received a message from her creators stating that they had a surprise for her and that she was to meet them there. Of course her processor began racing with questions as to what it might be: Upgrades for her alternative form? A new practice weapon? An improved version of Wheeljack's mind projector? So many possibilities.

Upon entering the Laboratory, the tiny femme took note of the presence of her creators as well as Wheeljack, Ratchet and Optimus, but then her optics honed in on an unfamiliar figure: it was almost twice her height and stood on four legs while its body resembled an organic canine, but sleeker. It had a chrome and copper color scheme and an orange collar around its neck, while its optics were a gentle cerulean blue.

Awestruck, Filly asked, "What's that?"

"That, my young femme, is a cyberdog," Ratchet stated with an amused smirk as she approached the K9 unit and reached out her servo for it to sniff. "Wheeljack and I built her upon your creators' request."

She emitted a giggle as the cyberdog licked her servo and began to snuffle her and lick her face. Her optics then glanced over at Jazz and Prowl, "You had them make me a doggie?"

"That's right lil' spark," Jazz smiled and crossed his arms over his chassis. "I saw how taken ya were with that organic pooch we rescued and returned, but I knew that if we got ya an organic pet, you'd be sparkbroken when it would eventually pass away. Short are the lives of organics compared to our kind. In this way you won't have to worry about such sparkache."

"Indeed," added Prowl with a slight smirk across his face. "She'll be your best four-legged friend throughout the centuries."

"Oh good," she giggled as the K9 unit continued to happily licked her face.

"I take it that you approve of her?" Ratchet asked with a slight chuckle.

Filly nodded and hugged her new canine companion, "Yea, I love her!"

At that, all the mechs couldn't help but smile at their adorable interaction, to which Wheeljack spoke up, "I'm glad someone appreciates my work. Thank you Filly."

"No; thank you Wheeljack. And thank you too Ratchet," she then approached and hugged them, which they accepted and returned the sweet gesture by hugging her tiny frame while being mindful of her winglets.

Afterwards, she approached the Prime and attempted to wrap her arms around his large shin in the form of a hug, "Thank you Uncle Optimus for allowing Wheeljack and Ratchet to build me a cyberdog. I know they wouldn't have been able to do so without your permission and approval."

Touched by her sweet gesture (and his new title), he knelt down and hugged her back, "Of course little one. I know she'll make a fine addition to the Autobots. But more importantly, she'll make an excellent guardian and companion for you."

"Yea," she happily stated before then turning her attention back to her creators. She ran over and hugged Jazz, to which he picked her up and returned the loving gesture. "Thank you Baba. Thank you Papa," she smiled as Prowl gently rubbed her helm.

"Of course," he stated with a fond smile. Filly then made grabby hands over at him, to which he chuckled and gently took her into his arms. "So, what are you going to name your cyberdog?"

Her optics widened, "I get to name her?!"

All the mechs smirked/chuckled at her adorableness before Ratchet answered, "That you do little one. She's your primary companion after all, so it's only fair that you'd be the one to provide her with a designation."

"Okay. Papa, can you please put me down for a few kliks?"

"As you wish little spark," he set her down on her peds, to which she approached the large K9 unit (who was calmly laying down so she could pet her easier) and knelt before her, "Okay, so what should I call you?" The cyberdog licked her digits and happily wagged her tail as Filly pondered a designation for her new companion. She gave her a gap-toothed grin as she gently began scratching her audio receptors, "...Angel."

At that the cyberdog licked her face, making her laugh while Jazz and Prowl shared a look and smiled. "It seems she likes the designation you gave her sweetspark."

She giggled and nuzzled the cyberdog's face while her winglets fluttered, "Yea, she does." Filly then looked her in the optics and asked, "Angel, do you want to meet the other Autobots?"

She wagged her tail and emitted a happy *bark*, to which she then stood up and trotted over to the Lab door where she stood on her back legs and pressed the button to open it.

"Good girl Angel," she praised as the large cyberdog stood back on all fours and lovingly nuzzled her helm.

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Suffice to say, Angel was quickly accepted by the other Autobots. Even Sunstreaker liked her! She was currently outside with several bots (including Filly) and playing a game of fetch with an old hubcap. Of course whenever she caught it, she'd try to get the others to chase her around, to which she'd zoom and weave around their legs.

As she dodged Bumblebee and Mirage, Angel suddenly stopped in her tracks and perked up her ears. "What is it? What's out there?" Bee asked as he observed her alertness. Dropping the hubcap, Angel emitted a loud *BARK, BARK* before rushing over to Filly and gently nudging her back towards the Ark.

Suddenly, the intercom sparked to life as Blaster's voice sounded out: "Attention Autobots, please return to base immediately. A large dust storm is approaching from the west."

With that, everyone headed back inside before sealing up the Ark. Now that they were stuck inside for the time being, most of the Autobots returned to their original tasks while Jazz and Prowl brought their tiny femmling over to the washroom for a bath. She had gotten a bit dirty while playing outside with Angel and the other Autobots, and it was time she had a good wash. Angel, of course, followed alongside the two mechs and joined them inside the washroom where they began filling up the large tub with water and solvent bubbles.

"Are we all taking a bath Baba?" Filly asked with a look of excitement.

"That we are sweetspark. Your Papa an' I haven't had a bath in a long time," he felt Prowl's gaze upon him which brought a smile to his faceplates. "We mostly shower when we get dusty or grimy, but I figured we'd switch it up today."

"Can Angel join us too?"

Prowl gently rubbed his daughter's helm and gave her a slight nod, "If she wishes, she may." Said cyberdog happily wagged her tail and tilted her head up at him, to which he affectionately scratched behind her audio receptors.

Once the bath was ready, Prowl stepped into the tub with Filly and gently began to scrub her winglets while Jazz took a seat behind him and gently began to scrub his doorwings. Angel joined the three of them in the massive tub and seated herself across from Filly, allowing her to gently wash her face with a cloth.

"You know Papa, this is the first time you've joined us for a bath," she stated as a matter-of-factly.

"You're right little one," he smiled while gently scrubbing her winglets. "I usually shower alone or with your Baba. It's been many cycles since I've had a proper bath."

"Well I'm glad you're with us. It's more fun with you here."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Uh huh," she glanced back up at him with a gap-toothed smile, which he responded by gently booping her on the olfactory sensor.

From where he sat behind his sparkmate, Jazz fondly chuckled and responded, "See sweetspark, your Papa knows how to have fun sometimes." He smirked when Prowl's doorwings flicked up in response before he felt a loving wave through their bond.

::I can be fun sometimes.::

::Oh I know you can dearspark. I just like giving you a hard time here and there.::

::You do realize if we were alone right now, I'd be showing you a 'fun time'. But I'm refraining from acting on my impulses because of our daughter's presence.::

::I know...and I don't doubt that for a second Prowler. Now, why don't we enjoy this moment with our lil' femme and later you can make good on that offer.::

::I was already planning on it.::

::Oh Prowler, I love it when you make such promises.::

::And I love it when I can fulfill my promises.:: He glanced back at his sparkmate and gave him a wink, making him grin from audio receptor to audio receptor.

Feeling that her winglets were clean, Filly turned around and crossed her arms over her chassis while an amused, little smirk appeared across her face, "You two are so cute together. Aren't they Angel?"

*bark, bark* She stared at the two mechs and wagged her tail in the bath, making the water swish around and solvent bubbles to float about, to which Filly giggled and began popping them.

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-Later that night-

Filly was lying in her berth and cuddling Angel while Jazz sat nearby and read her a story. Meanwhile Prowl stood in the doorway, leaning against the wall with a fond smile across his face and a warm glow in his optics as he observed the scene before him. It was perfect. He felt a sense of contentment and pride that carried over to his sparkmate, who sent him loving vibes through their bond and gave him a flirtatious wink from underneath his visor.

Once Filly was asleep, Jazz and Prowl gently tucked her in and kissed her goodnight before stepping out of her room and closing the door behind them, knowing their little femme was warm and secure with Angel by her side. Yes, commissioning Ratchet and Wheeljack to create a cyberdog for Filly was already proving to be a wonderful idea because she now had another being who would protect and care for her. They could recharge easier knowing Filly was safe with her guardian Angel.