Infected

Chapter 44

Unknown P.O.V.

My thrusters powered down to a stop as I transformed and landed. Uncle needed his camera back. I watch as the bots around me bustled about. I cradled the machinery in my arms as I walked down the halls. He might be training, sparring, or in the communications room. My other uncle didn't like that he was always occupied with "work." Eventually I just dropped off the camera at his office. Those bots. Could they really be? Did we really have cousins? I ran down to my berth room and open the door. Oops- that's a mess.... I walk in and out away the paint. Sire did not need to see the mess I made. As I continued cleaning I accidentally stepped in spilled paint. Oops. Guess I had a yellow ped now. While bending down to clean up someone knocked on my door.

"Who is it!" I stand back up.

"Only the best!"

I snicker.

"The best maybe. But not the prettiest." I invite my older brother in.

"I'm the prettiest triplet though!"

"Uh-huh." I chuckle and go back to cleaning.

"Hey you have a yellow ped today!"

"Oh yeah. Stepped in a puddle of paint."

"I bet our eldest will love that." The sky blue seeker chuckled.

"If he's not nose deep in one of our uncles history documentaries." I laugh with him.

"You're impossible to miss."

"Only because I want to be!" I stick out my tongue.

"How was your flight? You were retrieving one of the cameras right? Anymore pirate activity?" He stacked my unused canvases for me and set them on the trunk.

"Yeah. Sire thinks they're tracking that new ship."

"The one sire is acting weird about?"

"Yeah." I grab a towel and wipe my servo clean. A few paint droplets smeared against my black frame base.

"Have you seen the footage?" I could tell my brother wanted an inside scoop.

"Yes! I've noticed they're all acting weird."

"All of them? Even our uncles?"

"All of them." I confirm.

"But why?"

I pull up a few pieces of the footage I secretly copied. Just enough to see all six of them.

"More seekers!!!" My brother gasped.

"Yeah. But they look familiar don't they?"

"Yeah. They kinda look like our sire."

"Or his brothers."

"You mean the brothers on Cybertron?" It was clicking for my brother.

"Yeah. And look at him!"

"He looks like our Uncle here! The visor has to make him his! That kid looks just like him!" The seeker next to me started vibrating with excitement.

"He does!! That means four cousins. But look at these two."

I pull up the pink mech and the littlest femme. My brother sucks in a breath.

"They look like-"

"Two of missing Autobots? Yeah." I nod

"Why would sire and carrier keep this from us? Our uncles I might understand. But our parents?" He shook his head.

"It's confusing." I set my copied footage down. "What's weirder is that I haven't seen any adult with them. At all."

"Then why are they on Earth?"

I sigh and continue with my mess. "I don't know. Maybe they graduated? They look about our age."

"We haven't graduated yet." My brother frowned.

"Yeah fair point." I stack my spray paints against the wall. "What if we asked carrier about it?"

"She would tell Sire. You know she would."

"Ok. Then we ask our older brother? He's full of ideas."

"Ideas and war documentaries. The moment we tell him he'll start planning a grand expedition." My brother snorted.

"Shoot. And you can tell when he's planning one to. He'd blow our cover by accident."

"Or he'd hyper fixate on the stealth aspect."

I hum and pause to think. That was a good point.

"Would he try asking our God sire?" I sit back down and select several small paint brushes and clean off the desk.

"Possibly. Does uncle have any more cameras out?"

"Other than his satellites, I have no idea." I started painting the dark blue base onto my arm. I think a starry lake would be pretty today.

"I wonder why he had you go get it. Him and Sire are acting so weird." My brother shook his helm.

The two of them were naturally rather collected. Well- one more than the other. The other was just dramatic at times... Most times. Yeah it was all the time. I'm surprised we aren't as dramatic as our Sire. Although our eldest might be when he's absorbed his little world of history.

"Well I'm going to tell him we need to talk. Our family isn't telling us something and I don't like it." He stood up and went to leave. "Shall we talk in here? Your art studio?"

"Yeah, it's the least likely place." I chuckle.

"It's obvious! Which makes it perfect!" He left the room as I started on the lake part of my miniature painting. Carrier might sigh when seeing it, but she'll smile. Sire won't understand at all. "A seekers paint should be a badge. You don't paint paint badges." I chuckle. He didn't hate my odd paint job. He was just very confused by it. Our medic. He was um. Less fond of my style. Loved me, but desperately wanted me to just pick a single color.

I think back to the footage. It was possible we had cousins. I always kinda knew that. The part that seemed to worry me though was that they were alone. Why weren't there any adults? Why weren't they on Cybertron?