Moonshine (Transformers oc)

Chapter 10: Understanding the Code

The base had grown used to the bright energy of the little seeker, and with each day, the Autobots became more familiar with Moonshine's routines, his curiosity, and his developing abilities. Moonshine's presence had brought an unexpected lightness, a reminder of the innocent hope they had long fought to protect. Yet there was more to Moonshine than just innocence. Beneath his small, curious exterior, he held advanced systems that seemed to react instinctively to his surroundings. His very frame felt designed to process data, adapt, and evolve in ways that went beyond anything the Autobots had seen before.

This was why Ratchet had asked Bumblebee to bring Moonshine to the lab today. Ratchet wanted to explore the young bot's systems, to see if he could learn more about the extraordinary technology within Moonshine's frame. The medic was cautious—he didn't want to push Moonshine, but he knew there was something deeply advanced within the sparkling, something that defied their current understanding of Cybertronian engineering.

Bumblebee carried Moonshine down the hall, cradling him securely in his servos. "You're going to be a star in Ratchet's lab today," he said with a grin, his tone playful. "Don't worry, little guy. Ratchet will take good care of you."

Moonshine chirped in response, his optics bright as they approached the lab. He didn't fully understand what awaited him, but he trusted Bumblebee and Ratchet, and the quiet hum of his spark reassured him. This place—this home he had found among the Autobots—felt safe. It was here he could learn, explore, and uncover the potential within himself.

Once inside the lab, Ratchet greeted him with a reassuring smile. "Hello, Moonshine," he said, his voice soft. "Today, we're going to look at a few of your systems. I promise it won't hurt. We just want to understand what makes you so unique."

Moonshine tilted his head, chirping softly as Ratchet set up the scanner. The little seeker was still learning the sounds and rhythms of this new world, and while he didn't fully understand Ratchet's words, he could sense the kindness behind them. He gave a small, contented whir as Bumblebee set him on a diagnostic platform, his wings adjusting automatically to balance his weight.

Ratchet activated a gentle scan, and Moonshine felt a subtle warmth as the scanner moved across his frame, picking up details of his intricate design. The medic's optics widened as streams of data appeared on his screen, revealing layers of coding and advanced tech that left him nearly speechless.

"Fascinating," Ratchet murmured, his tone one of awe. "His systems... they're built to process real-time data faster than any Cybertronian spark I've ever seen. He's analyzing and adapting constantly. It's almost as if he was designed to learn autonomously."

Bumblebee leaned closer, intrigued by the scrolling data on the screen. "So he can adjust and learn just by experiencing things? Like he's adapting as he goes?"

"Exactly," Ratchet replied, eyes never leaving the display. "His core systems contain algorithms that adapt to new information on the fly. They're highly advanced, far beyond what we're used to. It's almost as if his very programming was created to evolve."

As Ratchet continued his scans, Moonshine observed the lab around him, his optics wide with curiosity. He reached out a small servo, brushing it over a datapad nearby. The touch triggered a soft hum from within him, a sense of recognition he didn't quite understand. The datapad's code and programming flickered through his spark, instinctively decoding and processing it. In that moment, he felt a brief but profound connection, as if he could see right into the datapad's function and design.

Ratchet noticed the reaction and paused, intrigued. "Look at this, Bumblebee," he said, gesturing to the monitor as he watched Moonshine. "He's...interfacing with the datapad. His spark is actually recognizing its code."

Bumblebee's optics widened. "So...he can understand other Cybertronian technology just by touching it?"

Moonshine tilted his head, focusing on the datapad. He felt a rush of knowledge flow into his spark, an instinctual understanding of the datapad's structure. It was like a silent language, embedded somewhere deep within him, and as he interacted with the device, his systems adjusted to decipher the programming with ease.

Ratchet continued his scan, his tone filled with wonder. "It's as if he was built to communicate with our technology on a fundamental level. Not just to use it, but to understand it—almost like he's wired to be a part of Cybertron itself."

Moonshine chirped in fascination, his little servo resting on the datapad as the streams of information flowed smoothly through him. He didn't fully understand what he was doing, only that it felt natural, like a language he hadn't known he could speak. His core hummed with a quiet confidence as the data became part of him, enriching his understanding of the world around him.

Ratchet's optics remained fixed on Moonshine as he carefully detached the datapad from the sparkling's grasp. "Moonshine, you're more than just a seeker," he said softly, almost to himself. "You're something entirely new. A bridge, perhaps—between Cybertron's past and its future."

Bumblebee placed a gentle hand on Moonshine's shoulder, giving him a proud smile. "You're something special, buddy. I don't think any of us fully understand it yet, but you've got something in you that's beyond what we've seen."

Moonshine looked up at Bumblebee, a spark-deep connection forming between them. He chirped softly, a sound of contentment and trust. Though he was still learning, still discovering his own capabilities, he knew he wasn't alone. Bumblebee, Ratchet, Optimus—all of them were there to guide him, to help him grow.

The little seeker relaxed as Ratchet powered down the scanner, his small wings folding neatly against his back. Though he couldn't yet comprehend the full extent of his abilities, he felt a deep-rooted sense of belonging. He wasn't just a sparkling among the Autobots; he was part of something bigger, something that bridged the past with the promise of the future.

As Bumblebee lifted him back into his arms, Moonshine rested his head against Bumblebee's frame, feeling the steady hum of the yellow bot's spark beneath him. He may not fully understand his purpose yet, but with the Autobots around him, he was certain of one thing: he was where he belonged, a piece of Cybertron's legacy waiting to be fully realized.