Sweetspark (KnockoutxBreakdownxSparkling!/Teen!Reader)

Chapter Two

I look over at the recharging (Y/N) in my arms. Breakdown's recharging as well, right next to me. I just can't even drift off. Worry keeps me from doing so. I'm afraid to even get up because I might wake (Y/N) up or alert my sparkmate. And he won't exactly be happy with my lack of rest. I don't really want a lecture by him right now, and he probably doesn't want to give me one either. (Y/N) does shiver for a little bit, making me worry. She doesn't wake up, so I don't have to comfort her. She doesn't even cry or let out a sniffle. Before I know it, it's time to start prepping the lab and get ready for the day. I don't really feel tired until the very middle of the day.  

(Y/N) does wake up an hour after Breakdown did. She doesn't demand for attention like sparklings usually do, nor does she forcefully request for energon. We still have to feed her, and she does willingly consume it, but we have to remember to feed her. It's kind of eerie to see a practically silent sparkling. What in the pits did those fleshbags do to her? Funny question. 

"Knockout? Knockout, are you okay?" Breakdown asks. He's holding (Y/N) closely, near his spark chamber. "Did you even recharge?" 

"Nope," I answer. I sound like I don't even care. "I couldn't rest." 

The little sparkling still smiles at me lovingly. She really loves everyone, especially Breakdown and me. I love her too. Breakdown loves her as well. She really, really loves us. Probably more than both of us combined. We do have to work on Megatron one at a time because there's the matter of watching her AND making sure she does not see the partially lifeless husk that was once the Decepticon warlord. I really don't want her to be scared on the ship, especially when it is only a day since we met and took her back. I'm surprised she only expresses one emotion: happiness. Although it was Primus knows how long when she was experimented on and tortured. She is still happy. I don't think we checked close enough to her processor, only on the rest of her functions. We need to see if something is wrong later. Starscream's going to yell at us if we don't work on buffing that husk. 

"(Y/N)? (Y/N), where are you?" I hear Breakdown ask. I turn in panic. She's not in the room, thankfully, but where is she? "Come out! Please?" 

I stop everything I'm doing to search the room I'm in, making sure to close the door just in case. I feel a little tug. My intuition tells me to be guided by it. When the feeling gets stronger at the desk in the main part of the lab, I crouch and look under the desk. There's the sparkling. Her smile is still on her face. I pick her up and make sure everything's okay. She's not hurt, so that's good. She places one of her little servos around one of my claw-digits, and I giggle at her strange fascination with it. I can actually feel her happiness directly, as if I'm experiencing the same exact emotions myself without really feeling anything but relief all at the same time. Did she bond with me? Did she also bond with Breakdown? Am I just hallucinating or something? My spark must be playing tricks on me! No way a sparkling would bond with me!

Breakdown looks over at us, sensing my panic. He can't read my thoughts, that's not how sparkbinding works, but he sure can sense everything I feel. He then looks over at the sparkling and smiles back at her. I feel only the feeling of relief again. We might need to check on her now. The husk will come later. We don't need to risk the sparkling any more than we have already.

"Help her recharge, Breakdown. I'm going to get the equipment ready," I say in a hurry. He has the little one in his arms, cradling her with visible fear of accidentally doing harm to her. She just melts into his arms and falls into recharge fairly quickly. I open a drawer full of medical tools ranging from sharp to pretty harmless. She doesn't wake up. "Set her down on the berth." 

She doesn't wake up when we analyze her processor as carefully as we can. We only scan it. We would not open up someone's helm without seeing what's wrong first. Especially on a sparkling. I see something that is seems wrong, a little wire in a processor is connected to the wrong component. She can't express any emotion other than happiness and variants of it. We're going to have to fix that, then she'll be back to normal... if we can even fix it. She's still a sparkling. There is still a possibility that she could grow out of the effects of those skinjobs' doing. If that doesn't work, then we might still be able to fix it. I look over at her and jump. Wasn't she a few inches shorter the last time I looked at her? She just opens her optics and smiles at me once again. She doesn't mind the equipment around her and doesn't seem to wonder why she's on a medberth surrounded by medical equipment. 

I almost expect her to cry. 

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