From Teens to Sparklings

Chapter 7 Siblings?

lil text guide~

"Hi."- Normal

:Hi.:- Cybertronian

'Hi.'- Thoughts

'Hi'- Instincts/Internal voice

|Hi.|- Sparkling Speech

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Optimus stared down at the sparkling currently being pet by Arcee. He had heard tales of creatures similar to Jack's new form, how they had demolished Autobots, feeding off of the energon still flowing through them. But it was hard to believe that the tiny thing before him could ever even think about harming another. Soft blue optics peered up at him, and Optimus saw nothing but innocence and love.

Ratchet soundlessly grabbed the cloth and went over to the others, venting quietly. His mind was reeling, but he knew he should get the blood off of the other two before it dried. He did Miko first, dabbing away the small splotches of blood. The femme's face scrunched up and she stuck her tiny tongue out, which was coated in the sticky substance. He made a note to make the children some energon sweets to get the taste out of their mouths.

Finally, he went over to Rafael, who was covered in the now purple mixture. The tiny sparkling sat in Bumblebee's servo quietly, observing his surroundings. The tiny bot's gaze snapped to the Medic, and Rafael smiled, something on his back flicking up and down swiftly. Ratchets optics widened as he realized the appendages were wings. He huffed gently, wiping the blood away. 

" My my, everyone's so full of surprises today, hm?" he spoke softly, smiling.

The tiny seeker's optics lit up, and he chirped, giggling softly as the white soft thing swiped over his chest. The small voice that had been explaining what The Big Thing was had piped up again, soft tone filling his mind. 

'That is Carrier. He has a temper like a raging fire, but he cares deeply for you.'

He didn't know what a fire was, but The Big Thing had been called 'Sire', so he assumed the title of Carrier was similar. He chirped again as the white soft thing came back, this time going a little too close to his neck for his liking. 

Raf gave a short warning growl, before leaping forward, tiny clawed hands sinking into the soft fabric. It tor easily, as it had not been made of a strong material. Unfortunately for Raf, this meant that he had launched himself into open air. The tiny sparking gave a high pitched bark of surprise and pain when he smacked into the berth, tumbling forward. His limbs flailed, and he ended up slamming to Jack, who was near the edge of the berth.

Jack yelped as something hit his side, sending him flying over the edge. He twisted out of instinct, trying to find something to grasp onto. His claws scraped the metal edge, sliding off. He screeched, fear filling his tiny form. He fell for only a second, something warm and sturdy breaking his fall. He gripped onto it, afraid that if he let go he would find himself falling again. He felt himself going up, and he soon he was back on the shiny surface that was so far his whole world. Something shifted beside him, and he saw another shaking form beside his own. This small mech was only third his size, but he had puffed his plating out in fear. Jack cocked his head. He hadn't know he had any Broodmates, why hadn't this one been with him? Were there others?

|Hey! You okay?|

Jack looked up. Another being, a femme, hopped down from a large green being, who made a surprised noise. She ran over, a concerned look on her face. Jack nodded shakily before turning to his Broodbrother. The tiny mech nodded, standing up. Jack looked between the two, confusion settling on his face.