Megatron's Vehicon

Hiding behind closed doors

It had been about two Deca cycles before the 'bump' made itself known.

B6 knew it wouldn't be long till he would have to waddle around. He made a decision then and there to get the closest 'friend' he had amongst the Vehicons to help him with work. The only Mech he could think of would've been Knockout, but they weren't even stationed on the same end of the ship so that was a no. Taking the biggest risk he could, he asked around for vehicons to help him.

A trooper by the designation of C780 was willing enough, however he demanded the reasoning why, so B6 twisted the truth, he simply told him that he was spark, but by no means did he tell him who the site was.

B6 would do the data pads but C780 would deliver them for him and bring B6's energon rations.

C780 was surprisingly nice about It all, even going as far as pretending to be me, not that it was hard, we're literally clones. B6 may have also persuaded him by telling him he could hold the sparkling when was born. It was a good deal, as pretty much straight after that deal was made B6's tanks grew larger. This growth forced B6 to nothing more than a waddle, and waddle he did as he heard a light knock on his door. He peeped through and saw C780 with a cube of energon in his servos. B6 opened the door and allowed him to enter the room halfway.

"Thank you C780, for everything you're helping me with." B6 said with sincerity.

"Just call me 80's." 80's said as he placed the enrgon cube down on a small ledge.

"Okay then 80's, here's your work load." B6 said handing him the now completed data pads.

"Thank you." then 80's just stood there for a minute, in awkward silence, trying to find his voice.

"Is anything wrong?" B6 asked approaching.

"The others have been asking about you." he said as simple as one would say 'It's raining outside.',

"I figured that would start soon." B6 murmured.

"I've been asked if you've been off lined. What do you want me tell them?" he asked.

"Just tell them...." he thought for a moment, "I'm not fit for work." B6 shrugged.

"I know you're not fit for work, you can't fit through your own door." 80's joked.

"Be quiet" B6 returned with a playful manner. But almost immidietly the serious tone returned, like that quick jest was to relieve the weight of the room.

"Will you ever answer who the sire is?" 80's asked.

"No." B6 quickly shook his helm.

"Why not? At least then I'll know who to avoid." 80's pleaded.

"NO!" B6 yelled. This shocked the two of them. B6 lowered his voice to a bearly audible tone. "I'm sorry, but no." he said then sat down on his berth. 80's nodded and quickly left. B6 felt terrible at raising his voice towards a friend, and a friend who was keeping the biggest secret for him, but the tiny spark just beneath his own began sending waves of warmth and reasurrance. he was thankful for that, and he hoped he could make it up to 80's.

However when he tried to bring it up the next day 80's just seemed to ignore it, making B6 feel terrible, even worse than the increasing weight forcing the trooper to sit down all day on stabilisers built to run and travel. As days passed his tanks expanded more and more, it took him longer to just get to the door.

Thankfully he rarely needed to. But unfortunately other vehicons had been asking about him, very few had overheard that he was sparked, but that was enough. The troopers flocked to try and pry open what was happening and who had sparked poor B6. Luckily C780 was able to keep them at bay and to keep them from blabbering to their superiors, apparently every trooper was excited to see a sparkling, so they kept their intakes shut about the whole thing, even when questioned by an increasingly nosey Seeker.

Still it caused B6 to stress out, yet he managed to recharge and wake up early the next cycle.

B6 woke up startled by a loud knocking at the door, he made the door ajar and saw through the crack, keeping his tanks hidden.

"B6, it's time for your checkup." Knockout said with a smirk, so B6 let him in.

"A checkup?" B6 asked as he bought a weird little machine in with him, B6 recognized it as the small hand held scanner.

"I was just wondering if you'd like a scan."

"A scan?" He asked curiously and excited.

"Yes, a scan to check on your sparkling." he explained pointing to B6's ever-growing tanks.

"Yes please." He said eagerly, Knockout motioned towards the berth and B6 laid down.

Hour long time skip

Knockout had finished and showed B6 a data pad with the blue glowing image of the growing protoform underneath his very spark. B6 could only hold and stare at the image. He could only see the slightest view of the physical protocol, but his spark mesmerized him, it was so bright.

"I can already tell you love that sparkling." Knockout said simply, B6 nodded in confirmation and kept staring at the picture "Well I'll leave you to it B6." Knockout said, he got the machine and walked out with it.

"Knockout." B6 said just before he left,

"Yes?" Knockout said leaning back in to look at B6 through the doorway.

"Thank you." Knockout smiled and continued on walking back to his medical room.

kept staring at the image, too happy to explain it. I decided to put it down, for now, and do some of C780's work for him. I finished and gave it to him after a while. Later that Lunar cycle I grabbed the data pad again and looked at it whist rubbing my swollen stomach.

"Good night my little one..." I said and went into a recharge.