Chapter 1

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Five years had passed since the three sparklings were born -Metalsound gave birth to hers a month after Strongarm and Arcee did- and now it was time for them to choose their vehicle form. "Come on you three, it's time to get your vehicle forms," Bumblebee tells them.

To say the boys were excited was an understatement, Emberwing was a little nervous and had been staying close to her father.

"What are you going to pick, Seajumper?" Nightback asked his friend.

Seajumper looks over the cars, "Not sure yet. But watch Emberwing pick something girly," Seajumper giggled quietly. The said femme whimpered softly as she hid behind her father. Nightback sniggers. 

"Seajumper, be nice," Wheeljack says glaring at his son.

"Sorry."

"Papa, what if I don't like any of the cars?" Emberwing asked with worry, looking up at her father.

"You can choose whatever you want to be, sweetie. Doesn't have to be a car."

"Can it be a plane like Aunt Windblade?" She asked as her optics lit up at the thought.

"Sure thing, sweetie."

Nightback and Seajumper were looking at the different cars and trucks, trying to find the most awesome-looking one. Seajumper eyes a sports car, "That looks awesome," he states as he stares at the car in awe.

"Go for it then," Wheeljack tells his son. Seajumper scanned the car before transforming, he raced circles around his dad while Nightback kept looking for something that was fast but held a sense of law enforcement.

"Do you know what you want, Nightback?" Steeljaw asked his son.

"I want something like what mom has."

"Oh, you want a cop car like your mom."

"Yeah, but it has to be fast."

"So, a cop car like your mom but also a fast car like mine."

Nightback nodded, his tail wagging with excitement.

"Why do boys like going fast?" Emberwing asked aloud. Nightback just shrugged.

"Nightback, did you find a car yet?" Seajumper asked as he pulled up to the older child.

"No, still looking."

Emberwing scanned a model plane and tried to transform into it, "Papa, it's not working," she complained, unable to transform.

"Really? Try thinking like an airplane."

"OK." She closed her optics and imagined that she was flying through the clouds with her Oka-san, Aunt Windblade, and Uncle Predaking. She heard the sounds of a transformation as she slowly opened her optics, "It worked!" She was able to transform but not in the way she was thinking. The boys look at her and their mouths drop at the sight of her new form.

"How do I look?" She asked unaware that her new form was not a plane like she was thinking. She had a body similar to an Elk, her hooves had three long claws to help her balance, and her helm was a mixture of a wolf's helm as well as an Elk's. Her tail swayed with joy and on her helm was a set of developing antlers.

"Oh, my Primus!" Seajumper exclaimed until Nighback elbowed him in the side. 

"Certainly not girly, that's for sure," Nightback said.

"Do you not like it?" Emberwing asked as she took a step closer to the boys. Feeling herself taking the step she looked at her body. With soft whimpers she examined her new form with growing fear, "I didn't scan this. What am I?" She asked as her red and purple optics glassed over. In her panic she tripped over her feet, falling to the ground. Seajumper laughs but Nightback goes to help her up along with her father. Wheeljack smacked Seajumper on the back of his helm making him stop laughing.

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