A regualr street mech..part 3
*Flash forward a Few years*
Ironhide had been right when he had predicted that Jazz and the twins would become the best of friends. They were rarely apart and when they were it was only because they had been forcefully separate. Jazz and the twins fought just like real brothers did. In fact if Ironhide didn’t know any better he would say they really were brothers. Jazz had grown, but the twins still were bigger than him. It saddened him that Jazz had suffered a blow to his natural growth that could have been prevented, but that was in the past. Nothing could be done about it now, and besides Jazz’s height didn’t affect anything. He was younger than the twins but somehow always ended up in charge, and he wasn’t above beating the slag out of them for calling him short either. Ironhide had to discipline the group more than once for fighting. Jazz was a criminal genius in Ironhide’s mind. Always improving the twin’s pranks to actually make them work and striking down the chances of them getting caught, Ironhide was happy that the small mech had become accustom to living with the autobots. A fire alarm beeped loudly above Ironhide’s helm. ‘What did they do now’ Ironhide wondered as he headed to find the trio.
Jazz was panicking. He had been told more than once to stay out of Wheeljack’s lab, but it had all sorts of cool things inside it. Jazz couldn’t help himself. He had to go inside, and now he was going to get into trouble. He should have never touched that stupid machine, but how was he suppose to know it would blow up. For an engineer a lot of Wheeljack’s machines blew up. He had to get out of here fast before Ratchet or worse Ironhide came. He had felt the sting of Hide’s hand on his backside more than once and was in no rush to repeat his experiences. He ducked out of the door at top speed. ‘I hide in Optimus’ office. No one will think to look for me there.’ He ducked inside the door.
Elita-One had stopped by with a surprise for Optimus. She had heard that Optimus had three sparkling on his base and she prayed to Primus that he wouldn’t mind two more. One couldn’t even really walk or talk yet; the other was an older well-behaved sparkling. Elita-One herself had been shocked at the manners the young bot had. These two had been found in what was left of a day-care center. It sadden her that out of a thousand sparklings and younglings left there only two survived. She had promised the two mech that they would be safe and right now the safest place for them would be with Optimus. She made her way to his base.
Ironhide had arrived at the scene of said crime. It couldn’t have been the twins. They had been with Ratchet the entire time getting new coats of paints after badly scratching their while playing a rough game of ‘tag’. That left it being only one person. Jazz. If he told him once, he told him a million times to stay out of the lab that it was dangerous. ‘That mech has a stubborn streak half a mile wide.’ Thought Ironhide. When he found him he was going to have a few choice words with the little pit-spawn.
Optimus entered his office at the same time he normally did to do his paperwork. He never noticed that the door which had been previously locked was open…nor did he notice the small silver mech hiding underneath his desk.
Elita-One had arrived at the base in recorded time. She had to get the sparklings there quickly; cons could have been hiding anywhere. She raced to Optimus’s office. She just hoped he wasn’t in some important meeting. After all she hadn’t called to let him know of her visit. She wanted it to be a surprise.
Optimus was shocked to see the love of his life burst though his door. He was so surprised to see her that he almost didn’t notice the two sparklings that accompanied her. “Elita are those...”
She cut him off. “Yes, Prime, they are sparkling. Sole survivors of their care center. They need protection. Protection that only you and your men can give. I heard you already have three here. These two shouldn’t be much of a problem. Prowl here (gesturing to the small white and black bot standing at her side) is the most well-mannered sparkling I have ever seen, and little Bumblebee here is too small to cause too much trouble.”
While the two older bots were chatting Prowl was quietly checking out his surroundings. He had always wanted to visit a military base and now he had gotten his wish. He only wished his creators didn’t have to be off lined for him to do so. He noticed something moving under the big mech’s desk. It was another sparkling. It was making some kind of gesture that Prowl did not understand by placing its finger to its lips. He decided he better alarm the older bots in the room.
“Um excuse me sir…I hate to interrupt, but there seems to be a sparkling hiding under your desk.”
Jazz froze. How dare that little snob give away his position like that. Now he was going to get caught. Prime was going to call Ironhide and he was going to visit the dreaded office. He hated the office. Ironhide never used it useless someone was in deep trouble and now that someone would be Jazz. He decided that he really didn’t like this new sparkling.
Optimus went behind his desk and pulled out a small silver sparkling which was giving an innocent smile. Jazz must have been hiding here the entire time after the explosion in Wheeljack’s lab. He was just glad Wheeljack was on a mission somewhere in Iacon. The poor mech’s spark would break when he returned to see the condition of his precious lab. “Jazz, what are you doing in here?”
“Um….um...playing hide and seek with Sunny and Sides.” Giving the most innocent face he could muster.
“You’re playing hide and seek in my office which is off-limits to you.”
“Um….” Jazz didn’t know what to say. He was busted and he knew it.
Elita watched the whole exchange with a grin on her face.
“So this was Iacon’s little thief. He doesn’t look like he could cause much trouble.”
Optimus let a smile cross his face. “Looks can be deceiving.”
“Oh, but Optimus he is so small and cute.”
Jazz let out an angry huff.
“Lady I don’t know who you are, but I am defiantly not cute and I’m not small I’m just fun-sized.”
“JAZZ!” Optimus scolded. The little mech still hadn’t learned any manners. “I’m calling Ironhide.” Jazz gave him a pleading look. “Don’t give me that look. You brought this upon yourself.” Jazz sighed defeated and looked at the ground.
Optimus pressed a button on his communication system. “Ironhide, I think I have found your lost mech.”
“On my way Optimus. When I’m done with that little pit-spawn he won’t be able to sit for a week.”
When Jazz heard that he immediately turned his attention to the sparkling that had gotten him caught. “Thanks a lot snot bot.”
“JAZZ!” Optimus scolded once again.
Ironhide entered the room and instantly grabbed the guilty bot. “Oh you are in so much trouble right now.” It was then that he noticed Elita-One and the two other sparkling s in the room. “Oh primus just what I need more sparkling to watch.”
“Ironhide would you take young Prowl and Bumblebee to Ratchet on your way out.”
“Sure, Prime.” Placing Jazz back on the ground and taking the sleeping buddle from Elita-One. Then he pointed to Jazz. “You better follow me and not run off.” Jazz only nodded. The group left leaving only Elita-One and Optimus. He held her in his arms close glad just to have a few moments with her.
“That didn’t go as well as I had hoped it would.”
“It will be fine, and I bet before long they will be the best of friends.”
If Optimus and Elita knew of the future that Jazz and Prowl would have.
Ratchet had been finishing up the paint jobs on the twins when Ironhide brought in the new sparklings. Ironhide pointed at Jazz and then to the office. “NOW!” Jazz slowly made his way to the office.
“So you finally caught him. Where was he hiding at this time?”
“Under Prime’s desk of all places. Never would have found him either if it weren’t for this little guy.” He said pushing Prowl forward.
“Ah we have been blessed with two more mechs. Just what we needed. Come along Prowl I guess its best you meet the twins now instead of when you get caught in one of their boobie traps.”
Ironhide left and went to the office. Leaving Ratchet with the rest of the sparklings. Ratchet feed the baby while Prowl got acquainted with the twins.
“Hi I’m Sides.” Said Sideswipe introducing himself to the newest member of their family.
“And I’m Sunny.” Placing his hands around his mouth to cover it from Sides’ view whispered... “I’m the pretty one.”
Prowl cracked a grin…he like these two. They seemed like an okay bunch. He and the twins began to play.
Jazz was mad. He would have been fine if that little mech would have just kept his trap shut.
“Go play now, Jazz, but if I hear you have been causing any more trouble you will go right back over my knee…am I clear?”
“Yes sir.” Replied Jazz and he quickly left to find his ‘brothers’. He found them playing with the new sparkling. The twins noticed his arrival.
“Hey Jazz why don’t you have a seat.” Said Sunstreaker mockingly.
“Shut it or I make you shut it, Sunny.” Jazz pointed to the new mech. “You got me in trouble.”
“I’m sorry we have had a proper introduction yet. I’m Prowl and I follow all the rules.”
“Yeah, well I’m Jazz and I break them.”
Hehehe...it wouldn't let me sleep so here it is...forgive any errors...i am half awake right now....lol...well leave me some feedback enjoy.