Bee huffed as he attempted to check his data pad with one servo, his other trying to hold his tiny yellow sparklet in place at his him. Frowning as he adjusted the little bots position in his arm while trying to keep his small hands away from the screen, a message popped up, his attention moving from the wiggling child to the message. A grin found its way over his faceplates after reading it and he turned his attention to his conjunx at the desk across the room.
“Hey Screamer! Prime wants us to come over with the kids for dinner!”
Starscream looks up from his own work with a raised optic ridge, “Really? I thought he was still in exile?”
Bumblebee only shrugged, “Must have pulled some strings to get a place where ever he is right now. Come on you need a night off anyway.”
“And why bring the sparklings? We can leave them with Rattrap.”
Bee rolled his optics, “Your over thinking this, come on we're going.”
Starscream huffed, “Fine. I’ll go get Burst.”
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The shuttle ride to the place Prime was staying had taken a while, Starburst ran around the compartment with the tiny wobbling Stingray attempting to chase after him. By the time the four got there both sparklets were recharging against their respective sires thighs. The shuttle coming to a quick halt jolted them both online.
“Are we there yet...?” Stingray asked as his optics slowly onlined
“Almost.” Was all Bee said as he got on his pedes, “Still a little ways of walking.”
Starscream groaned, “Can’t we just fly? Er drive in your case...”
The yellow bug put a servo on his cocked hip, “Starscream. They don’t get their upgrade for another decacycle. They don’t have t-cogs or alt-modes yet. So unless you have room in your cockpit for Starburst I suggest you get ready to use those pedes.”
Starscream whined but followed anyway as the group followed the directions on Bee’s data pad towards their destination. The place they found themselves outside was not was not what either council mech expected. It was a small housing unit near the edge of this floating island like land, it seemed like a quiet place to live besides from the sound of yelling sparklets.
“I didn’t know he had sparklets...”
“He doesn’t!” Bee insisted, “Maybe he invited some other mechs?”
Before Starscream could respond the door opened, Prime revealing himself in the doorway.
“You made it, good.” He smiled down at the four before kneeling to Starbursts height, “And you must be Starburst and Stingray, I’ve heard so much about you both.”
The two smiled, Stingray peeking his helm from behind his brother. Prime stood up slowly, a soft smile resting on his faceplate.
“Come inside, we have much to discuss.”
The four followed into the home looking around, it was a normal interior, spare for the multiple sparkling toys scattered around the floor that forced the grown mechs to step around them carefully as they made their way into the dining room.
“Sorry about the mess- I did tell the sparklings to clean up their things before you arrived.”
“I wasn’t aware you had sparklets Prime.” Bee spoke up
“It’s just Orion now- and yes I do, a femme and a mech.”
Starscream and Bumblebee glanced at each other before asking the question on their processors.
“Actually, I am their sire.” A deep voice rumbled from the entrance of the kitchen
Turning the two saw the silver mech of Megatron standing there, wiping his servos on a cleaning rag. His mouth twisted to a crooked smile.
“SIRE!!” Starburst’s optics lit up and he rushed over to the warlord
Megatrons face relaxed and he leaned down to pick up the sparklet, “Hello little one. How’s my future warrior?”
Starburst giggled slightly before helms turned to the mech clearing his audial sensors.
“Starburst why don’t you play with your... brothers...” Starscream spoke calmly through gritted denta
“Ok carrier!” He hopped out of Megatrons arms and grabbed Stingrays arm, “Come on!!”
The two ran off into the other room where sparklets laughing could be heard. Pax sighed and started to regret this decision.
“So. How many sparklings have you let loose now? 10- OW!”
The seeker rubbed the back of his helm and glared down at the bot that glared back at him.
“Actually screamer, I only have 4 sparklings. These two are the only ones I’m allowed to see every cycle.” Megatron drawled
All optics were on him. “Four?” Asked Orion
Megatron nodded, “I have two with you, one with Starscream, and I have a little mini bot with Shockwave.”
Bee whistled, impressed with the warlord, “Didn’t think you were the family mech type.”
He only shrugged, “I try.”
Before Starscream could open his mouth to make a quip back the four sparklings raced into the room laughing and squeaking occasionally as they bumped into each other or an object. The other three mechs laughed at them as they ran between their legs, the seekers optics softened at them.
“Rampage, Mercy why don’t you get ready for dinner?” Orion asked with a smile
Bee raised an optic ridge at the silver and baby blue sparklings names, a sheepish smile and shrug came over Pax.
“I would have never guessed.” The yellow mech laughed
The four sparklings soon found their way into seats at the table, Stingray nestled into Bee’s frame instead of taking a seat like the rest of the sparklets. Orion and Bee tried to keep the conversations friendly and civil but with the many deadly glares from the seeker to the old warlord and occasional quips, a few arguments between the two with encouragement from Starburst and Rampage broke out.
“My Sire will DESTROY your Carrier!”
“Yeah well my Carrier will send his titan on you!!” Starburst grinned
“My Sire will send his ARMY!!” Rampage stood on his seat
“BRING IT!!!” The young seeker stood as well, winglets tipped up excitedly
“Boys-“ Bee was interrupted by the two sparklings tumbling to the floor in a mock fight, causing him to sigh and glare at the two other mechs
“Don’t blame me!” Starscream hissed
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