Perceptor And Deadend Found Out That Hotrod And Soundwave Has Been Making Out.

Perceptor and Deadend Found out that Hotrod and Soundwave has been making out.

"What are you working on?"

Dead End leaned against the wall watching Perceptor work.

"I'm trying to find a way to crack the Quintessons code."

"Oh."

He looked around noticing a commotion nearby. They both watched as Hot Rod and Soundwave left the training room. Seeming a little closer than before.

He was going to ignore them because he didn't care. It was obvious what they'd been doing, but it also wasn't his problem.

He turned back to Perceptor who made a noise of surprise. Before pulling Hot Rod away from Soundwave which was unnecessary. He hasn't done anything dangerous, since he asked Clobber to kill Hot Rod.

He didn't think anyone could die from interfacing. Although who knows. Maybe Soundwave was so terrible at it. That for the first time ever. Someone could die from terrible interfacing. Internally he smirked at the very idea.

"Stay away from my bitty."

"Carrier."

Hot Rod complained as Perceptor looked him over.

"We were just training?"

"Training!?"

Perceptor gave them a look of disbelief.

"You have a hickey on your neck. I don't remember training ever involving making out."

Both Soundwave and Hot Rod froze. The latter looking embarrassed at being caught.

"I don't want you seeing him anymore."

"But carrier."

"No buts. He's still a Decepticon even if we're at peace right now and he's not good enough for you."

Hot Rod tried to argue but Perceptor was already dragging him away. Once they were gone he glanced at Soundwave.

"Hot Rod really?"

"I could say the same thing about you and Perceptor."

"Touche. Although we haven't done anything yet."

"Then you better get on that. I don't want him to interrupt us."

Soundwave walked away, leaving him all alone. He stood there in disbelief wondering if Soundwave hit his head or something. Perceptor was terrifying when he wanted to be and he'd already told Soundwave to stay away. Next time he'd probably try to shoot him or something.

Could I ask for a Part II of the Soundwave saving selkie!Hot Rod when his skin got stolen? Would love for the two to get together proper and be happy!

Ever since the human had given him back his skin. He found himself unable to forget about him.

Growing up he heard all kinds of horror stories of what happens to selkies when humans take their skins.

When the same thing almost happened to him. He'd been terrified. Even now he had nightmares of being taken care from his home never to see the ocean again, as he was forced to be the humans mate.

Then another human saved him and gave him back his coat. Something most wouldn't have done. The human was special and even though he tried forgetting about him, he knew he couldn't. He wanted to mate with him.

Finally making a decision, he swam to the surface. Unable to ignore the pulling sensation anymore. His instincts screaming at him to mate with the human.

He didn't get out of the water. Only stuck his head up as he looked around trying to spot the human.

He circled the island looking around. A little reluctant to go back on land after what happened. When he finally found the human he sighed in relief. Watching him leave what must be his home.

He swam closer observing him as he worked on cleaning the beach. His heart pounding in his chest as he watched him work.

He dove back underwater and looked around for a beautiful rock. He then placed it on Soundwave's porch in the middle of the night. Telling him that he was interested in courting him.

After that he began leaving him little gifts. Always at night in fear that someone would see him and try to take him away.

One night he was delivering some metal he'd found at a shipwreck. When the door suddenly opened revealing Soundwave. He squeaked almost falling in surprise. When he felt strong arms wrap around his waist bringing him close.

The two stared at each other for a long moment and he thrust the gift into his hands, before running off. The human followed after him wanting to know why he was leaving him gifts. Feeling embarrassed, he looked down as he admitted his feelings for the human and wanting to court him.

The human was surprised and seemed unsure at first. Wanting to get to know him before courting. He assumed it was part of human courting ritual's and felt guilty for not thinking of them.

The human who he learned was named Soundwave. Asked him out on a date. Which was part of the humans courting ritual. He immediately agreed wanting to spend more time with him.

During their first date he had a lot of fun. Although he was nervous about being on land for so long and around so many humans. Worried about humans taking his coat. However he also knew Soundwave would defend him just like he defended him before which reassured him.

Soundwave took him to a restaurant where humans eat food. It was really good and he was surprised to learn they cook their fish.

He then took him to a magic place where they showed people trapped in magic screen. Soundwave called it a movie and reassured him they weren't actually trapped. It was so cool and he wanted to see more.

Their date was a lot of fun and he couldn't wait to go on more. Soundwave also seemed eager because he invited him on another date right after. Where the two of them were going to a festival hosted by the town.

He was so excited and couldn't wait to go. Even if he was a little nervous and being around so many humans.

Hi, a sparkling is found and every bot tries to hand them off to Hot rod who doesn’t want to take care of the sparkling because he doesn’t want to be a carrier. ( he actually does but he refuses to be demeaned by others simply because he was a carrier type mecha )

Eventually he has to sneak in and care for the bitlet because they won’t stop crying

He was about to start training with Springer when a group of Autobots came in holding a crying sparkling and looking uncomfortable. They walked over to him and held up the sparkling.

"Look who's here."

They pointed at him, as the sparkling continued to cry because they were holding him the wrong way.

He stared at the sparkling who was still crying trying to ignore his instincts. Knowing exactly what they were doing and implying.

He looked at the Autobots who were trying to make him take the sparkling.

"What is this?"

He demanded. Wanting to know why they were bringing the sparkling to him. He already had a feeling but he was hoping he was wrong.

"We found him during patrol. It looked like he'd been abandoned."

"Why are you giving him to me? You three are the one's who found him, so he's your responsibility."

"But you'd do a better job taking care of him and we want what's best for the sparkling."

Arcee crossed her arms looking angry.

"It seems you want to do what's best for you."

Springer nodded as the Autobots sputtered indignantly.

"That's not true. We just think Hot Rod would be a better... Fit."

"Why? Because I'm a carrier."

He snapped.

"We don't all love sparklings and want to constantly be sparked."

"That's not-"

One of them tried arguing. Getting defensive at being called out. He forced himself to turn away ignoring the crying sparkling. He wasn't going to prove them right. He was more than just a carrier, even if it physically hurt.

His friends chewed them out before following after him. He thought that was the end of it and that they'd take responsibility. Instead of trying to pass him off to another carrier, because they believed that was all they were good for.

When he refused to take care of the sparkling. The other Autobots decided the best course of action was to neglect the poor thing.

He overheard them talking in the mess hall complaining about the crying. When he'd tried looking for the sparkling he became concerned when he didn't see the little one in their arms. At first he thought they gave the sparkling to someone else. Until he learned they left the little one in their room, which was extremely dangerous.

Alarmed, he left the mess hall and rushed to their room. Trying not to imagine the worst. Pausing in front of it he stopped himself from entering. Refusing to give into his instincts. He planned on telling one of his superiors, when the sparkling began crying.

He flinched back as the little one sobbed and found himself rushing inside. He looked around and was shocked to find the little one about to roll off the bed.

He lundged forward ignoring his knees which hit the floor hard enough to leave a mark. Scooping the sparkling up he looked them over and noticed they seemed smaller then the last time he saw him.

He knew the sparkling was hungry and he looked around for a bottle and some sparkling energon. Instead he found none of that. Except for a partially drunk energon cube.

His spark sank as he looked it over. Hoping he was wrong.

Taking in the sparkling he became enraged when he saw vomit on the poor thing.

They'd been feeding him regular energon which had been making the sparkling sick. Then they didn't even bother to clean up and let the sparkling stay filthy.

His spark broke for the little one as they made a noise of distress. He opened his chest plating and helped him latch on.

Feeling the sparkling feed. He sighed in relief that his tanks hadn't been damaged.

What they did was horrible and he had no doubt on purpose. Everyone knows you're not supposed to feed a sparkling regular energon. It could have killed him.

Grabbing a rag he began cleaning the sparkling and felt his energon run cold when he saw marks on his body, in the shape of handprints.

Unable to take it anymore. He rushed the sparkling to the medbay. Chest plating still open for everyone to see, as he took the sparkling to Ratchet.

The medic was surprised to see him and even more surprised to see the sparkling in his arms.

When he explained the situation Ratchet threw into a rage. He began cursing at the Autobots who'd done this and carefully looked the sparkling over. Who was now asleep against his chest and would scream and cry if anyone took the little one out of his arms.

His spark broke as Ratchet listed the damage. Blaming himself for being stubborn and not taking the sparkling when they gave him the chance.

Now the sparkling had to suffer because of him. Ratchet somehow knowing what he was thinking told him that it wasn't his fault.

"The only one who's to blame are the monsters who did this."

He nodded too exhausted to argue. He pulled the sparkling close. Thinking of all the things he'd need, because he wasn't letting the sparkling go. He didn't care what anyone else said. The little one was his. He wasn't going to let him get hurt again.

Ratchet was also willing to back him up because he knew how to take care of a sparkling. He could also feed him from his pouches. Which would be important, because energon for sparklings was becoming harder to find due to the war.

The sparkling also didn't want to let him go and had chosen him. Crying if anyone else held him and desperately clinging to him. He stroked his little head as he slept and sang a Nyonian lullaby. While Ratchet filled out a report detailing the abuse he'd found.

The Autobots who'd been tasked with taking care of the sparkling must have realized he was gone, because they burst inside. One of them pointed at him in anger.

"You! How dare you try and get up in trouble after you refused to do what you were made for!?"

He flinched back pulling the sparkling closer as they took threatening steps towards him. Ratchet threw a wrench at one of them shouting at them to get out of his medbay as he called security.

They didn't listen and continue yelling at him trying to take the now crying sparkling away from him.

One of them shoved him against the wall and he curled into a ball. Protecting the crying sparkling as he was attacked.

He felt someone bend his spoiler causing him to wince, but he refused to let them have the sparkling. Those monsters would never hurt him again.

Security eventually came and ripped them away taking the still shouting Autobots to the brig. He was shaking as Ratchet helped him stand.

He soothed the sparkling in his arms. Rocking him and singing in the hopes he'd go back to sleep, while Ratchet worked on his injuries. He felt a tear fall as he put his spoiler back into place.

Later he was called to a meeting with high command where the issue was discussed. Ratchet gave them everything including his recommendation.

The Autobots were of course punished. Everyone disgusted by them hurting a sparkling. Especially with so few left.

They'd glared at him. Angry that he'd gotten them in trouble for abusing a sparkling.

The entire time he'd slept, clinging to his chest, as high command debated his future. Ratchet had continued trying to voice his opinion on the matter. There was no way off world. All the neutrals who could leave had already done so.

Those that couldn't either died or picked a side. The Autobots couldn't spare a single ship just for a sparkling. Besides there was no where for the sparkling to go. They didn't know where the neutrals had gone or if their colonies were still alive.

It made him nervous. He didn't want the sparkling growing up in a war, but it didn't look like there was a choice.

He listened as high command talked. Until the sparkling started crying hungry for food. He took him out of the room and found a hidden closet to feed him.

He'd only had him for a short time and he already loved him so much. He'd do anything to protect him.

When he went back it was silent. Looking around he realized they had made a decision and from the look on Ratchets face. He wasn't going to like it.

"We have decided that it would be best for the sparkling if they had another guardian. A couple who have strong Autobot values and can raise the sparkling right."

"I can raise the sparkling."

He argued. Spark spinning rapidly in his chest as he realized what they were saying. The very idea making him want to collapse, as he realized they wanted to take his sparkling away from him. He didn't understand why they didn't realize he was the best fit. The sparkling wanted him and he wanted him as well.

"You cannot do so alone. We want to give the sparkling the best life we can. Which means they should have two parents and they should be high in the chain of command. Since they will have more space and amenities. The sparkling won't have with you."

"You can't do this. He's safe with me."

"I'm sorry Hot Rod but this is what's best for the sparkling not you."

He begged and pleaded but they didn't listen. They ripped the sparkling out of his arms who screamed and cried in terror. He'd also begun crying as he reached for his little one. Begging them to reconsider.

He was forced to watch as he was taken away. High command then shipped him to another base, because they thought it would be better if he wasn't around. Wanting the sparkling to adapt to his new parents and forget about him.

Afterwards he was a mess. Barely sleeping or eating. Doing his job and that was it. He spent most of the day curled up in bed. Mourning the loss of his sparkling. Because his coding had activated and he was now producing milk. He was forced to pump which made it a lot harder.

His body was screaming at him to find his sparkling and bring him back but there was nothing he could do.

He was told the couple who had his sparkling could not have one of their own and he should be happy, they finally got the chance to be parents. Even during a time of war. Since they couldn't produce their own energon and it was difficult for them to find sparkling energon. Everything he pumped was given to the sparkling.

When he tried asking if he could see the sparkling. He was told the couple had refused. Wanting the sparkling to bond with him and that he was taking time to adjust. But soon the sparkling wouldn't remember him and it would only be confusing if he was around. Since he wasn't the sparklings carrier.

It felt like his spark was being ripped apart. He didn't want to live anymore.

After pumping as much as possible. To make sure the sparkling had a steady supply for a while, even after he was gone.

He snuck out of the Autobot base and planned on going somewhere. He didn't know where he just didn't want to be there anymore.

Walking away from base. He traveled for what felt like forever. Some distant part of him realized he was trying to get his sparkling back. His coding demanding he find his sparkling. After not eating or taking care of himself for a while now. He felt sick and dizzy. His body unable to take the strain after losing his sparkling. He collapsed onto the ground and passed out.

Hi, can we have a part 2 of hot rod being a carrier and ending up attached the sparkling that was given to a couple in high command.

After he passes out its Soundwave who finds him and takes him back to his private quarters. Soundwave found him because the decepticons attacked the base and took hot rod with them when they noticed his carrier protocols activated but there was no sparkling. Decepticons had a strict law to never separate a carrier from their sparkling so they scoured the area and found the couple with the sickly sparkling that was crying for hot rod and the bitty only stopped crying when they were placed in hot rods arms.

Hot rod wakes up to the bitty, his bitty, and soundwaves youngest new spark cassette feeding from his pouches. He couldn’t stop himself from checking over both of them and he couldn’t stop himself from growling at soundwave or megatron when they came closer to him since he was feeding vulnerable and sick sparklings that needed protection.

Hot rod decides to join the decepticons because he’ll do anything to keep both sparklings his spark is now attached to. His frame also thinks its the perfect time to puff up his tanks and spread his hips because now his carrier coding has safely activated because of soundwave and he’s so embarrassed by it but Soundwave loves it.

Soundwave keeps his servos on Hot rods tanks and lower back to help him around and to keep others from touching whats his.

They are happy.

"Soundwave we have a situation."

"What is it?"

"We have an Autobot..."

"Have you been spotted?"

"Not exactly, he's unconscious."

"Leave him. He probably drank too much."

"There's something off about him... I think you need to come see this."

He carefully moved out of his hiding spot from where he'd been observing the base. Looking for any weaknesses that might help their upcoming raid.

Going to Ravages location he found an Autobot laying on the ground unconscious.

He scanned him and saw the same thing Ravage did. His carrier protocols were activated.

"Do you think he's sparked?"

Ravage shook his head.

"No. He doesn't smell like it."

"That means there's a missing sparkling somewhere around here."

He scooped the unconscious carrier into his arms. Frowning at how light he felt. If he was feeding his sparkling he should be heavier. Needing to eat more since he was feeding for two.

He took in the carrier, looking him over more closely. He was a mess. His paint was chipped and dull. His frame showed signs of exhaustion and he felt his spark drop suddenly having a bad feeling. He recognized these signs. The same thing would happen to carriers in the gladiator pits when their sparkling was taken away.

"You don't think?"

Ravage tail flicked behind him in realization.

"They wouldn't be that cruel."

"I don't know... I think I can find the sparkling since the carrier still smells like them."

"Do it."

"What about the mission?"

"This is more important."

He pulled the carrier closer. Silently telling him to hold on.

"Report back when you've found the sparkling. I'm going to take their carrier to the medbay."

Ravage nodded and he carefully went back to his own base. Avoiding Autobot patrol's.

Taking him to the medbay. He laid him on a med berth. Letting the medics work.

Rubbing a gentle hand along the carriers face. He promised to find his little one and return them.

Stepping out of the medbay he found a message from Ravage.

"Did you find them?"

"Yes."

He froze taking in the sound of Ravages voice. He seemed disgusted by something.

"What is it?"

"The Autobots took the sparkling away from his carrier and gave it to another couple. Who aren't even taking care of him. He's obviously sick and they aren't doing anything."

"He needs his carrier."

"I know. If we don't hurry the sparkling is going to die."

Nodding. He got everything in order for the raid. It was time they attacked.

During the raid he broke into the apartment. Where the sparkling was laying in his crib. So weak he couldn't even cry. Just laying there abandoned.

It made him angry and he promised himself he'd punish those responsible.

For the Decepticons this is one of the worst things you could do. Many of them have either known or had their own sparklings ripped from their arms.

He put a hand on his chest. Where his youngest was docked. The very idea of losing him was unbearable.

Taking the sparkling back to the Decepticon base. He carried him into the medbay which had gone silent at the sight of a sick sparkling.

He placed the little one on his carriers chest. The sparkling made a small sound and the carrier responded. His chest plating opened letting his sparkling feed.

He had to hold the sparkling because he was too weak to move.

Gently stroking his helm. He felt hope when he noticed the sparkling was already starting to look better. Now that he was with his carrier.

He felt Ratbat open his dock with a chirp. Looking around he sniffed the air and then flew to the Autobot.

He went to grab him when the sparkling latched on and refused to let go. Snuggling again the Autobot he sighed feeling slightly worried.

He didn't want Ratbat getting attached to someone who might leave the Decepticons, after he's gotten better. Either to become a neutral or return to the Autobots.

He hated that idea but he knew he couldn't force him to stay.

When Hot Rod woke up, he felt warm and comfortable. Feeling something on his chest he looked down and gasped.

His sparkling had been returned to him and was peacefully sleeping with another sparkling curled up as well. He had no idea where he'd come from or when he'd gotten his sparkling back.

His memories were hazy and when he looked around he found himself in an unfamiliar room.

The door opened and he growled. Pulling the sparklings closer. He held them protectively while staring down Soundwave.

The Decepticon froze. Energon cubes in hand, which made his tanks rumble.

"You need to eat."

"Where am I?"

"You're in my room."

Feeling one of the sparklings shift. He gently rocked his arms. Soothing them back to sleep.

"how did I get here?"

"I found you passed out near the Autobots base. Your sparkling had been taken and was being raised by another couple."

Slowly his memories came back and he pulled his sparkling closer. Checking him over to make sure he was uninjured.

"When I found him. He was sick. I wasn't sure if he would make it."

He looked up at the Decepticon in distress. He should have fought harder to protect his little one.

"The other one is my youngest cassette."

Soundwave seemed slightly embarrassed and his sparkling chirped. Flying over to the Decepticon giving the energon in his hands a curious look.

Soundwave quickly handed it over,.before Ratbat got stuck again.

"Not for you."

He stroked his little head. Studying the Autobot who watched.closely. Never taking his optics off the sparkling in his hands.

Not wanting to upset the carrier. He handed him back. Watching as he easily tucked him back against his chest.

"What's your name?"

"Hot Rod."

He carefully drinks the cube of energon. His instincts telling him that he needed it, to keep his sparklings healthy.

At first he was unsure about living with Soundwave. Especially after all the horror stories he's heard about him.

But the Decepticon took care of him and his sparklings. He never had to worry about not getting enough fuel or either of them being taken away.

He decided to join the Decepticons because they could protect them and he didn't want to leave Soundwave or any of his cassettes.

As time went on, his body started changing. Making him look more like a carrier. At first he was insecure but Soundwave seemed to enjoy the way his body looked. Always complementing him and making him feel special.

He was so amazing and he loved him so much. Whenever they were out in public. He'd always keep a hand around his waist. Deterring any Decepticons who might want him for himself because a healthy carrier was seen as attractive.

Eventually the two of them bonded and he ended up getting sparked. His sparklings were excited about having a little sibling and he couldn't wait to have another one. Especially with someone he loved.

Hot Rod loses his memory Soundwave decides to help him.

"Watch out!"

He heard someone shout and he looked up in alarm, to see a large piece of paneling fall towards him. Before he could move out of the way it hit him in the head knocking him unconscious.

When he awoke he found himself in what appeared to be a medbay. With a grumpy medic staring down at him. He shifted in discomfort his optics drawn to a blue mech, with a red visor and mask.

Something about him seemed important but he didn't know why. Which left him feeling frustrated.

He was distracted by the medic who was looking at his head, feeling for something.

"How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts."

He looked around confused having no idea where he was or how he'd gotten there.

"What happened?"

He glanced at the medic.

"You got hit in the head."

"Oh..."

He looked back at the blue mech feeling a weird sensation in his chest.

"Who are you?"

The mech stared at him in surprise.

"Hot Rod are you okay?"

"Why are you asking? Do I know you?"

The blue mech looked at the medic both of them seemed concerned.

"Do you know who I am?"

He looked the medic over but didn't recognize him.

"No."

The medic began scanning him and he gave them both a confused and worried look.

"Is something wrong?"

"I think you have temporary amnesia."

"What are you talking about!? Am I supposed to know who you two are!?"

"Yes. My name is Ratchet and I'm the chief medical officer at this facility. I've known you for years."

He found his attention drawn to the blue mech. Wanting to know who he was. From the feeling in his chest he knew he was important. Even if he didn't know why.

"I'm Soundwave your Conjunx."

He gasped the equipment around him going crazy as he found himself about to pass out from shock. The medic was cursing and trying to get him to calm down.

"How could I forget my Conjunx? I don't understand what's happening. Why don't I remember you two?"

He looked between them still panicking slightly because it was a lot to take in.

"Your processor must be having trouble adjusting after hitting your head."

"What does this mean?"

His Conjunx asked. Looking like he wanted to hold his hand but stopping himself. He found himself wishing he would.

He snapped himself out of it asking the same thing wanting to know what was happening to him.

"It should be temporary."

"Should!?"

The medic looked at him.

"I'll continue monitoring you, but I think it would be best if you go home. It might jog your memory."

"I don't even know where home is."

"I can take you there."

"Do we live together?"

He wondered out loud.

"Yes."

"What's your name?"

"Soundwave."

"How long have we been bonded?"

"Not long."

"Soundwave will you help him regain his memory?"

"Of course."

Ratchet nodded handing him paperwork which states that Soundwave would take care of him, while he was in this state.

Wanting to get out of there. He quickly stood up and almost fell back down. If it wasn't for Soundwave grabbing him.

He wrapped an arm around his waist, steadying him. He sighed in relief as he leaned against Soundwave. Something about the gesture felt familiar.

Ratchet began scanning him again. Making sure he wasn't going to fall and that he only stood up too fast. He warned him to take things slow and not do anything strenuous.

When he was finally dismissed Soundwave led him outside and he looked around at all the unfamiliar building's and people. Occasionally they would wave at him and he'd wave back. Even though he had no idea who any of them were.

When they got back to his apartment. That he apparently shared with Soundwave, he felt exhausted. Even though he had so many questions he still wanted answers.

He looked around his unfamiliar apartment. Thinking about the life he shared with Soundwave and what it was like.

His Conjunx must have realized he was tired because he led him to the bedroom where he collapsed onto the bed.

Tucking him in they both gave each other an unsure look. Soundwave shifted as though he was about to do something and just barely stopped himself.

Feeling uncomfortable he asked him to leave. Even though part of him was screaming for him to come back. He felt uncomfortable with the idea of sharing his bed with a stranger. Even if they were supposedly his Conjunx.

Turning to the side he looked at his bedside table and saw a picture of the two of them. He was smiling and cuddled again Soundwave. The two of them looking in love.

He felt his spark pang in his chest as he wondered if he'd ever get his memories back.

Unable to stay awake any longer he fell asleep. Where he spent the night tossing and turning as he dreamed of things he didn't remember.

Hot rod gets sparked from a one night stand with soundwave and breaks down crying in the bathroom from the positive sparkling test.

His breakdown is interrupted by his first sparkling who looks exactly like soundwave, color scheme and build, running in to hug his carrier.

Hot rod comforts his sparkling and apologizes looking at the test.

This is the second time this has happened and he still never told soundwave about the first sparkling they had together.

Soundwave finds out on his own when he sees Hot rod holding their sparklings hand crossing the street. His hand on his very very large bump while holding groceries on that wrist.

"No. No. No."

He cried. Pacing back and forth occasionally glancing at the test sitting menacingly on his counter. He couldn't be sparked. He just couldn't.

Grabbing the test and looked it over while sinking to the floor. He stared at the two pink lines in shock. His hands trembled as he held it up. Twisting it to the side hoping the results would change but it never did. He was sparked.

He sobbed. Internally cursing himself for being so stupid and irresponsible. He should have been more careful.

"Carrier?"

He heard a nervous voice call out for him. His head snapped over and he found his first child, standing in the doorway looking nervous. Wondering why his carrier was crying.

His little one looked exactly like Soundwave, which made his spark twist inside of his chest. Opening his arms his sparkling ran to him.

He hugged his little one. Kissing his forehead and reassuring him that he was fine. He didn't want to worry him. Especially when this was an adult issue. Not something a sparkling should have to deal with. He was the one who made the stupid decision and now he needed to figure out what he was going to do.

Looking at the positive test he decided to wait a few more days before telling him. He needed time to process everything and get his thoughts in order. He wasn't sure what he was going to do yet and he didn't want to get his sparklings hopes up. He knew his little one wanted a sibling, but he wasn't sure if he was ready to have another sparkling. Especially one he'd have to raise alone.

He already felt like he was failing his first born. Sometimes he felt like a horrible creator who was constantly letting his sparkling down.

Picking up his sparkling. He threw the test in the trash and went to make his little one dinner. Distracting them both by tickling his sparkling who laughed and clung to him. Burying his face against his neck. He patted his back feeling tears in his optics. His sparkling was such a good kid and he loved him so much. He never regretted having him. No matter what. He'd always love him.

Later he was sitting on the couch. His sparkling was asleep and he had a hand on his belly. He knew it wouldn't be long before it began to swell.

He leaned back closing his optics. Spoiler trembling as he touched his belly feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

Arcee and Bumblebee had volunteered to watch his sparkling. Wanting him to get out and do something for himself. Ever since his sparkling was born he'd, been taking care of them all the time. Never giving himself time to relax or go out by himself and socialize. He knew it wasn't healthy but he couldn't leave his sparkling alone for long. He was always worrying about him. Scared something would happen if he let him out of his sight for even a moment or if he didn't do everything by himself.

His friends pushed him to see a therapist and he's gone to a few sessions. Where they talked about getting sparked and how difficult carrying was alone. How he always needed the sire but they weren't there and he had to do everything by himself. His therapist thought he might have delayed PPD. When he first brought his sparkling home he constantly pushed the symptoms away. Forcing himself to take care of his sparkling. Even when he was struggling and desperately needed help. His mind would stop him from asking.

At first he'd been reluctant to depart from his sparkling, but his friends kept bothering him. Determined to get him out of his house and to have fun.

He'd been so nervous. Even though he'd started letting his friends watch his sparkling. He felt guilty because they were watching his little one while he had fun. Instead of him going somewhere important where his sparkling couldn't come along. Like his therapist appointments.

It was really hard and even his sparkling chimed in to convince him. Telling him all the fun things they were going to do. Until he finally agreed. Now he regretted it and should have trusted his instincts. When had told him it was a bad idea.

He'd gone to a nearby bar and gotten himself a drink. Planning on hanging out for an hour and then going home. He scanned the crowd looking for anyone familiar. When he'd frozen in place. Staring at Soundwave in surprise.

The Decepticon had left for Earth shortly after he found out he was sparked and he never got the chance to tell him.

At the time he'd been angry. He thought they had something special, but then Soundwave just left without a word. Leaving him to pick up the pieces and try to figure out how he was going to raise their sparkling alone.

He knew the Decepticon would want nothing to do with his little one which is why he never told him. After all he wanted nothing to do with him. If he did. He wouldn't have left like that. Without even saying goodbye. Just leaving him all alone. Wondering what he did wrong to make Soundwave leave him. It had hurt so much and the longer he waited the harder it was to tell him.

Feeling nervous he turned away playing with his glass. Wondering if he should leave or not when Soundwave came over.

It was awkward. Neither knew what to say and he had to bite his tongue to keep himself from telling him about their sparkling.

The two talked about random things. He ordered another drink and when Soundwave's hand brushed against his, he shivered. The two looked at each other and he could feel a spark was still there even after all this time.

He'd looked away breaking the moment. Feeling nervous and embarrassed. Wondering what he was doing and if he was trying to get hurt again. He glanced at the door wondering if he should leave. When Soundwave stopped him with what he had to say next. He was moving back to Cybertron and his spark fluttered at the idea. Even though he knew it didn't mean anything. Soundwave wasn't here for him.

He'd probably moved on and found someone else. It wouldn't be hard he was handsome and could be charming when he wanted to be.

He tried to keep his distance. Wanting to protect his spark from being hurt again. Which is why he didn't know what happened. At first the were talking catching up and then they were making out and Soundwave was taking him back to his hotel room.

It had been an amazing night and he forgot how good he was. Making him cum so many times until he passed out from exhaustion.

After the last time he hooked up with Soundwave. He hasn't been with anyone else. Always too busy to even think about it. Besides no one could ever compete with Soundwave and the way he made him feel when they made love.

It had been amazing in the moment. Until he woke up and realized what he'd done. He'd made up some kind of excuse so he could get out of there. Afraid he'd tell Soundwave about his sparkling or do something embarrassing like beg him to stay with him.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He'd let himself get sparked by Soundwave again. It was like every time Soundwave was around his processor just turned to mush.

He didn't regret his first born. He loved him so much and would do anything for him.

Rubbing a hand over his belly he decided to keep his little one. He knew it would be hard having to go through it all over again, but at least this time he knew what to expect.

When he told his sparkling the news he'd been excited. Jumping up and down at the idea of having a sibling. He was already talking about all the things he'd do with his sibling. It was adorable and he knew the two of them would be best friends.

His friends had been shocked. Although they knew when it happened. They kept wanting to know who the sire was and if he could get in contact with them. He tried to evade the question. Feeling embarrassed and worried they'd judge him. Eventually he couldn't hold back anymore and finally admitted that it was Soundwave.

"How? I thought he was on Earth."

"He recently came back."

He looked down. Rubbing his belly and feeling ashamed.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to tell him?"

"I don't know. I doubt Soundwave would want a sparkling, let alone two."

"Oh Hot Rod. Why do you do this to yourself?"

He flinched slightly feeling tears fall as he was overcome with shame and self loathing.

"Because I'm dumb."

"You're not dumb. You are in love and sadly you love the wrong person."

He shook his head immediately denying it.

"I don't love him. He's just a stupid jerk I sometimes frag."

Both his friends gave him a look. Which he ignored, because he wasn't in love with Soundwave. All they did was frag and nothing more.

Soundwave would never want anything more with him.

"I'm sorry Hot Rod. We're here for you in anyway you need us."

He nodded putting a protective hand on his belly, as he prepared for his upcoming sparkling. This time it was easier because he knew what to expect. He also had his little one who was so excited to be a sibling.

He'd been out shopping for sparkling supplies. His sparkling holding his hand as they walked around. He wanted to help pick things out for the nursery. Promising to be the best big brother ever. It was so cute watching the way he'd look everything over. Wanting to make sure it was the best.

His belly had gotten so big and it wouldn't be long now. Soon his second child would be here.

His feet hurt a lot and after leaving the store he couldn't wait to go home and rest. He felt exhausted as he held his sparklings hand. Making sure he didn't get lost or run into traffic as they crossed the street. He smiled slightly watching as his sparkling tried carrying some of their groceries wanting to help him and show how strong he was.

He'd been so distracted. He didn't notice Soundwave until he'd almost ran into him. Feeling unsteady on his feet, he almost fell when Soundwave grabbed him. Pulling him close he could see the Decepticon looking at his belly in surprise.

He pushed himself away putting a protective hand on his belly and getting in front of his sparkling. Trying to block him from Soundwave's view.

Of course his sparkling who wanted to make friends with everyone and didn't sense the tension between the two of them. Poked his head out waving at Soundwave and announcing that he was going to be a big brother.

He wrapped an arm around his sparkling. Watching as Soundwave puts the pieces together. He gave him a shocked look. Taking in their sparkling and looking at his belly.

"Are they?"

He nodded and Soundwave looked like he had so many questions, but his feet hurts a lot and he didn't want to do this out here in public, where anyone could see.

He gestured for Soundwave to follow as they walked home. The Decepticon snapping out of the shocked daze he'd been in. Grabbing the bags he was carrying. Not wanting him to carry stuff when he was sparked.

When they got home he quickly put things away. While his sparkling went off to play. Once he knew they were alone, did he finally talk to Soundwave explaining everything.