TRANSFORMERS: I WILL NEVER DESERT YOU

BABYSITTING DUTY

A/N: So, I randomly forgot to post this chapter. OOPS. Sorry guys! Here it is now.

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CHAPTER 8
Babysitting Duty

Smokescreen had always wanted to be an uncle. It probably stemmed from the fact that despite being old enough for them, he was not ready to have his own sparklings. If he ever sparked a femme, he was very certain that Prowl would offline him in a sparkbeat for it. So the fact that Scott had finally come into their lives gave him a proxy to use until he was, well, for lack of a better word "mature" enough to have his own sparklings. It finally gave him that little "dude" to tease, play with, and spoil. Even though he knew the second one might take a while with his introverted nature, he was more than willing to wait.

For now, however, he had arrived to "babysit" the boy, looking to at least start "spoiling" him. Scott seemed to take in the two stacks of horror and old school movies Smokescreen revealed once Bluestreak had headed to work in awe. Giving Smokescreen the feeling that the boy had never seen this many movies in his entire young life. "Who-o-o-oa," Scott breathed out. "These are A LOT of movies."

Smokescreen chuckled nervously, nodding his head. "This actually isn't what I'm planning with you today after all. Because I figured something even cooler out," He explained, then looked at him. "But I know you said you like watching movies at night. And well, these are some of my absolute favorites out of your two favorite movie types," He explained. "Just don't tell Prowl I did this. He'll be scrutinizing each and every one of them."

Scott looked at the mech confused, unsure of what they would do instead. He wasn't a big fan of surprises, if only because most surprises in his old house were terrifying. He shifted a little, eyeing his guardian's brother quietly. "W-W-What do you mean?" Scott tensed up slightly. "What do you wa-a-a-a-ant to do with me?" He asked quietly.

Immediately Smokescreen knew that Scott was terrified, and shifted a little. The mech looked down at him, putting his hands on his hips, and giving the brightest smile he could manage. He hoped quietly that the child would see he had something fun, and not terrible planned. "Well, I was thinking about a lot of things last night," He explained, stroking his chin. "And I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go to a little town carnival that they have going on in the human city," He explained.

"What's that?" Scott asked.

"You know what a fair is, right?" Scott nodded, having heard of them. "Well, it's kinda like one of those. Except they have lots of games and rides too. It's supposed to be a lot of fun, they're got clowns, and lions, and all kinds of stuff," He smiled widely. "What do you say, buddy? I can get us in there for free thanks to my connections. We can spend all day there if you want," He added.

Scott looked up at him thoughtfully, unsure of if he wanted to go to a carnival. In truth, it sounded fun, but at the end of the day, he didn't know exactly what it all entailed. He looked at the ground, looking thoughtful up at Smokescreen. "Smo-o-o-okey?" Scott spoke up. "Can we do so-o-o-omething else?" He asked politely, his eyes softening. "I'm no-o-o-ot sure I'd like it," He explained.

Smokescreen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at the boy's response. What kind of kid didn't want to go to a carnival? He definitely didn't know many children that would NOT want to experience the fun of carnival rides and games. But then again, he had to remember, he was no ordinary kid. This was a kid that they all suspected had gone through some terrible struggles in life. "Well alright," Smokescreen nodded his head. "A little overwhelming more than anything I'm guessing, right?" Scott nodded. "They didn't let you out of the house much, did they?"

"So-o-o-o-ometimes," Scott nodded his head.

"Alright," Smokescreen nodded. "There's plenty more to do in the city though that doesn't involve staying indoors. Little guy, I want to get you out so you can have some fun," He explained, Scott looked up at the mech sceptically, but Smokescreen only seemed to think. "I know exactly what we could do! Hey Scott, have you ever been to laser tag?" Scott shook his head. "It's really cool, it's like a game of tag but you use laser guns instead. It's pretty intense sometimes, but they do teams, so we can totally team up and I'll keep you nice and safe."