Of Warlords and Crayon Drawings

Childish, In Every Since of The Word.

Not many people aboard the ship were fit to take care of a sparkling. Knockout was medically educated, but Knockout was always busy with patients and way too self centered to take care of a child.
Megatron was definitely not going to take care of the seeker. He had no intention of ever looking after a sparkling. It brought back memories of his past. How he was ripped from his own creators when he was just a little one. The warlord wanted Starscream back to his actual age. He'd made it without him before, but the seeker had run off. Now, he's bound to be a nucence to him. Sparklings were loud and had little to no intelligence. You couldn't even hold the most simple of conversations with one.
Soundwave and Shockwave on the other hand, were always careful and mindful of the delicate details. They were his most loyal subordinates as well. Megatron felt like he could trust them with such a tedious task.
'I'm sure Soundwave will take care of the situation. Mustn't be too hard to tend to a sparkling,' he thought to himself and went back to the bridge of the ship.
Meanwhile, Soundwave had his tendrils coiled around the tiny being. He was attempting to calm the child. Starscream had started another hissy fit due to the 'big shiny' leaving. The surveillance officer was trying to find something equally as shiny to subdue the piercing wails.
"Soundwave, can you please do something about this. It's, at the very least, irritating." Shockwave brought his helm down to his servos.
"I want the shiny! Let me-" Starscream stopped his fusing and Soundwave gently sat him on the floor. A little silver mirror was being gawked and stared at by red optics. Soundwave had found it just in time. He walked over and crouched down beside the seeker, looking at the mirror as well. Starscream held it up to his visor as to show him.
"Shiny," he said, cooing. Soundwave smiled under his visor and nodded at the sparkling. Long servos wrapped around the occupied child and picked him up to cradle him in his arms.
"Soundwave: has done something about this." He looked at Shockwave who was now quietly working. The slender mech walked over to his desk and looked at him, a frown forming on his hidden lips.
"Project Predicon: put on hold," Soundwave said so low it was almost a whisper. Shockwave looked up from his work, but did not turn to his mate.
"You're the one caring for the sparkling. I have work to do."
Soundwave played back a recording of Megatron that he had taken moments before.
"Put project Predacon on temporary hold-" The recording cut off.
Shockwave looked up, his optic seemingly boring into Soundwave's visor. Soundwave stared straight back.
"Soundwave: also has work to do. Is putting it aside. Shockwave: is being childish," He said in a flat, monotone voice. Shockwave's antennae twitched in aggregation and defeat.
"This is not just some simple task, Soundwave. We have to reverse this. It will be difficult," The large mech stated sternly. Soundwave nodded and looked down at the seekerling in his arms who was chirping and cooing at the small, shiny mirror his adoptive carrier had given him. Starscream yawned and sleepily looked up at the two.
"Statement: we need rest. Soundwave: will find bedding for Starscream." Soundwave and Shockwave seemed to have locked optics for a moment, soon disturbed by the small one that was huffing over not being paid attention to. Shockwave finally nodded in agreement.
The laboratory was shut down and the two mechs, and the now tiny Starscream, left off to find their personal quarters. Red optics were closed soon and so were the bright indigo ones behind the tinted visor of the surveillance officer.

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A/N : I know this one was kinda short, but hey! At least I managed to post something for all of you! The next one will be longer. Much longer. I love seeing all of your support! Thanks a bunch for reading!♡