Brothers part 2

Note: thanks to SenTelya for this idea!

Of sparklings, telepaths and cybercats...

Ravage was crawling into a vent shaft silently. The cyber-panther was making her way towards her destination with a determination rarely seen in any Decepticon. Sniffing the air, she could smell that she was close to her goal... SHe had made sure that the room was empty and the way clear before, silently as a shadow, she jumped out of the shaft and into the carpeted floor.

You see, Ravage was one of the Seekerlets most trusted babysitter. It was often her that was given the task of caring for them and watching them when both Megatron and Starscream were on shift and busy. She had grown to love her little charges a lot... But an incident earlier that week had turned out bad, and poor little Redstar was injured in the process. Ho, nothing serious! Only a little dent on the side of his helm, but Megatron had been /very/ disappointed with her and /very/ angered. He had banned her from around the triplets for two Earth weeks. She had felt very sad at this... It wasn't her fault, honest! That stupid shelf had been on her way, she had not meant to tip it over!

To top it all, she still felt the pain in her poor bottom after her own creator had deemed necessary to give her more punishments and she had been spanked. Hard. It was the first time in Vorns that Soundwave had done something like that to her... Since she had grew out of her sparkling's Vorns in fact.

She was angry with him, now. But she had understood that, in order to see her little friends, she would have to use a more... sneaky way! And that was why, now, after making Sure neither Megatron nor Starscream were around and the sparklings were alone in their little room, she leapt out of her hiding place and ran to the crib from where little chirps and coos could be heard.

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The black and blue seekerlet was the first one to notice her, and he chirped at his brothers, elbowing them and soon, the three sparklings managed to pull themselves up holding the bars of the crib and they were chirping and clicking at Ravage in greeting. The cyber panther jumped in the crib with them and playfully licked and nuzzled the little sparklings. Redstar hugged her neck while SIlverstreak draped himself around her soft, warm middle. Darkwind climbed on her back and pulled on her soft ears some with giggles.

"Ava! Ava!"

The cyber panther managed to dislodge her rider and she trapped him under her playfully, tickling his little stomach to make him giggle more. His two brothers attacked her sides and tickled her to make her let go of their oldest sibling. She let out some giggles of her own and purred, quickly getting a hold of the three and soon they were all under her being submitted to a tickle torture.

"Ava! Ava no! No!"  SIlverstreak clicked and chirped loudly and growled some playfully, wriggling some. They all loved the cyber panther...

None of them heard the door open suddenly, being wrapped up in their games, nor did they noticed the large, threatening shadow casting over the crib. But when she was grabbed by her scruff bar and bodily lifted, Ravage let out a yelp and the triplets shouted angrily at whoever had taken their playmate.

Megatron sighed and looked at the squirming cyber panther and the three angry sparklings. Seekerlets were such a fussy kind of sparklings... He scolded at the cowering feline and his optics brightened for a moment. He opened a comm. to his TIC while holding on the squirming Ravage, and trying to ignore the angry shouts of the sparklings. But it was hard... Every time they were angry at him he felt somehow... guilty. He had always had doubts about his capacity to raise sparklings, and wondered if he should have had some at all...

"Soundwave, come get you brat! Ravage managed to sneak in the triplets room, and you /know/ I forbid her to come in here for the next two Earth weeks!"

There was a silence for a few moments and then the emotionless voice of the telepath answered quickly.

"I am on my way."

And he was already on the hallway from the command center. It took him little time to get there and Megatron immediately shoved the squirming panther in his arms. Soundwave tilted his head and sighed, Ravage looking up at him with her ears folded back and looking worried. His visor flashed slightly and he shook his head.

"Ravage: bad kitty. Will be grounded."

The cyber panther whined and curled unhappily in her creator's firm grip. Soundwave was about to leave when he heard the loud wailings coming from the sparklings room. He felt his sensitive audio fritz some and winced. Megatron was already rubbing his temples. Starscream wasn't there, he was on a three-days mission with his trine. SO the warlord was left to himself to deal with it... Starscream was always the best to soothe them... It was going to be a long evening... again.

SOundwave tilted his head and thought for a moment. Maybe he could help...

"Request: would you let me try to soothe them? Soundwave: can use telepathy."

'Megatron looked up at him with what looked like relief and waved for him to come in.

"Be my guest SOundwave... If you can spare me two cycles of endless wailings, I'll rewards you... ANd my audios will be forever in your debt."

Soundwave nodded and walked to the room where the seekerlets were wailing their little air pumps out, trashing in their little crib. He bent over the edge and focused on them. He started to send them waves of calming and soothing thoughts, trying to soothe their anger and upset feelings. He almost jumped back and winced when he was mentally assaulted with a barrage of wails and cries. Ho Primus, why did he ever suggested it?...

He tried to find the source of it and ended up wincing in pain when his poor processor was drowned in sparkling wails... But after a while they were indeed calming down and soon they were clicking and cooing softly, almost in recharge. Ravage still in his arms he straightened himself and turned to face Megatron again.

"Mission: accomplished."

But if his look of pain was anything to go by, he was having the worst processor ache of the millenia... When he was back in his own quarters, he flopped down in his berth and rubbed his temples slowly, thinking that it was the /last time/ he ever do something like that...

His poor processor wont ever be the same...

-fini-

ENd notes: I still have ideas for the three next chapters. But I'll need some more from you guys! NEXT: How does the sparklings react when their creators come back from battle severely injured...