Hi, Can We Have A Part 2 Of Hot Rod Being A Carrier And Ending Up Attached The Sparkling That Was Given

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.

Dratchrod mechpreg angst with a happy ending please?

He gasped putting a hand on his belly in horror. He'd been feeling off the last couple of days. At first he thought he might be coming down with something.

As his symptoms continued, he started having a bad feeling. He tried to push it off for as long as possible. Until eventually he couldn't hold back any longer.

Even though he knew he was likely sparked. He was still hoping the tests was wrong.

He knew who the sires were. They were the only ones he'd been interfacing with for the past few months. The problem is, they were in a relationship with each other and he was only there when they wanted a threesome.

After they were done interfacing. He would always leave, while they cuddled together giving each other aftercare. He'd go back to his room all alone and cry himself to sleep. Wishing he was enough, but he knew Ratchet and Drift would never like him like that.

The closest he would ever get was interfacing. When they find out he was sparked. They would want nothing to do with him or the sparkling.

In fact they'd probably be angry that he was stupid enough to get himself sparked. He should have been more careful. Even though he wore spark baffles and other protection. Along with making them both wear spike sleeves. He should have realized something was wrong. Figured out some way to stop it.

He rubbed a hand over his belly unsure what to do now. He couldn't go to the medbay they'd get suspicious.

Feeling the small bump forming. He knew it wouldn't be long before he began showing. Maybe he could pretend it was someone else's.

Even though he didn't want to. He needed to see a medic. He decided to go when Ratchet was off shift and went to see First Aid.

After looking him over it was confirmed that he was sparked.

He stared at the screen for a long time. Tears in his optics. He still didn't know what he was going to do but he wanted to keep it. First Aid gave him a picture of his little one which he kept close to his chest.

Leaving the medbay, Drift called him wanting him to join them in fragging. His spark twisted in his chest and he refused lying that he was tired.

Going back to his room. He laid down and immediately fell asleep.

Over the next few weeks he was definitely showing. Having no choice he finally told everyone.

Megatron and Ultra Magnus were shocked but promised to be there for him with whatever he needed. Which made him cry a little.

Ratchet and Drift were also surprised and managed to corner him asking if it was there's.

He lied saying it was someone else's. Trying to ignore the way they both looked hurt. Which didn't make sense because they weren't exclusive.

The next few months seemed to fly by as he prepared for his sparkling. He tried to avoid Ratchet and Drift as much as possible.

He felt slightly guilty for lying. Even though he knew it was for the best. He didn't think he'd be able to handle their rejection.

For some reason they continued trying to talk with him. Drift wanting to help set up the nursery and Ratchet wanting to make sure the sparkling is healthy. Even though First Aid was his medic.

They were always trying to touch his belly and bring him food. Making sure he was taking care of him and acting like they were the sires.

When they'd been resupplying on this one planet. One of the locals congratulated them. Mistaking Drift and Ratchet as the sires because they'd been hovering around him the entire time.

Neither of them said anything and Ratchet even thanked them. Which made him feel something he didn't want to think about.

When he was nearing his due date. Ratchet and Drift cornered him wanting the truth. They both knew the sparkling was there's and wanted to know why he lied and didn't want them in the sparklings life.

He tried to dismiss it,.but they wouldn't leave him alone. Blocking him from leaving as they kept asking.

He gasped. Holding his stomach as he felt a weird cramping sensation throughout his body.

"Don't think you can fake some kind of emergency to get out of this."

Ratchet scolded as he shook his head looking down in shock.

"I'm in labor."

Immediately the two leapt into action. They carried him to the medbay where after a gruelling six hours he finally gave birth.

He leaned back feeling exhausted in a way he'd never felt before. Hearing his sparkling cry he reached for him.

Ratchet gently placed him in his arms and he smiled down at his sparkling.

"Hi little one. It's your carrier."

He opened his chest plates and felt his sparkling latch on. Stroking his little head he felt Ratchet and Drift sit on either side of him.

"Why did you lie?"

He felt a tear fall as he held his sparkling close.

"I thought you wouldn't want him."

"Of course we would."

Ratchet pulled him close.

"We love you."

He shook his head.

"You two don't want me. You only want me when you want to interface."

"That's not true."

Ratchet argued.

"Roddy. We've been trying to court you."

"What?"

He looked between the two of them in surprise.

"We love you and we love our little one. We want to take care of you both."

He felt tears fall as Ratchet and Drift held him.

"We love you."

Ratchet and Drift cuddled against him. Reassuring him that he was loved. They still had a lot to talk about but he enjoyed feeling their arms and warm fields wrapped around him. Making him feel safe as he fell asleep. Exhausted from having their sparkling.

Megarod

Hot rod and Megatron meet in secret during the war. Hot rod disappears for a long time and Megatron looks for him while leading his army. He finally gets word of him and sees that Hot rod is heavily sparked and actively pushing out their sparkling

"What is it?"

He didn't even bother looking up as he planned his next assault against the Autobots.

"Hot Rod has been found."

He paused, finally looking up at the mech who'd come to deliver the news.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

His spark began beating rapidly, at the idea of Hot Rod finally being found. They'd hooked up shortly before Nyons destruction. He'd been a Nyonian rebel fighting to free his city from functionalist rule.

He'd found himself drawn to him. The mech has a spark to him that was irresistible. He found himself listening as he spoke to the others. Incorporating some of his ideas into the Decepticons.

He was beautiful and bright. Everything he was not. No one could crush his spirit not even the functionalist no matter how much they tried.

When they met sparks had flown. Hot Rod was irresistible and he could never get enough. He must have felt the same way because whenever he asked to meet up. Hot Rod was always there waiting for him.

Even though he spoke of a better future. He never thought it was possible. Not until he met Hot Rod. With him he could imagine himself settling down. Getting bonded and having a few sparklings of his own.

The two of them fell hard and fast for each other or at least he did. He knew from the moment he saw him that he was special.

The two would make love every chance they could. Afraid it would be there last. Afterwards they'd cuddle together. Talking about nothing and everything at the same time.

Then Nyon had been destroyed and Hot Rod was gone. He thought Hot Rod was amongst the dead. He'd mourned him desperately and futility searched the rubble for him. Even though there was nothing left, but ash.

When Hot Rod died he changed. He became someone he didn't recognize. A warlord who wanted to burn Cybertron to the ground and anyone who got in his way.

He killed Zeta for what he did making him suffer as he did so. Then he killed the rest of the council who stood by and watched.

He mourned for a long time. Determined to destroy everything. Until one day Soundwave had shown him a picture. It was fuzzy and from far away, but he'd recognize him no matter what.

He'd spent the next few days raging. Wanting to go out and find Hot Rod. leaving the Decepticons behind. Even though he knew that wasn't possible. Soundwave had stopped him from doing anything reckless, but he sent people to find Hot Rod. He couldn't let him go. Not again. Not when he had another chance.

After what felt like forever, the waiting was finally over. He boarded a ship which would take him to Hot Rod. Soon his beloved would be returned and he'd do it right this time. He'd make him his Conjunx. Bonding their sparks together forever. He didn't care about the war anymore. This was way more important.

When they landed on the planet Hot Rod had been hiding on. He barely spared it a glance, despite it's beauty. He was led to a large cave where Hot Rod set up home. He told his guards to leave him as he walked inside.

Hearing noises of pain he moved quicker. Worried he was injured and required medical attention. Stumbling into the main room he was shocked to find Hot Rod crying out in pain as he pushed out their sparkling.

He rushed over and Hot Rod looked at him in surprise.

"Megatron."

"I'm here. Don't worry I'm here for you."

He held his hand. Feeling Hot Rod squeeze as he realized he was really there and not some pain induced hallucination.

He began to cry and he wiped his tears. Hands going to his valve. He rubbed his thigh soothingly, as he resumed pushing.

Hot Rod screamed in pain. As he struggled to push his sparkling out. He felt his hips feeling his sparkling inside. It was big which wasn't a surprise because he was big.

Hot Rod sobbed, his valve fluttering as his body tried pushing out his sparkling.

He held his hand encouraging him as he pushed. Hot Rod screamed pushing as hard as he could and he could see the sparklings head.

He helped pull him out smiling at his sparkling who was a mix between Hot Rod and himself. The sparkling began to cry and Hot Rod reached for him.

He handed him over and watched as Hot Rod held their little one. Smiling as he stroked his little head. Chest plates opening to let his sparkling feed.

He wrapped his arm around him and held Hot Rod who looked exhausted but radiant.

"You did such a good job."

Hot Rod nodded his optics never leaving their sparkling. They could talk about everything else later. Right now he let himself enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by his family.

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.

Hot rod being found by a decepticon as a sparkling. He has a spark condition and that leads the other cons to be very protective of him

He surveyed the destruction of Nyon feeling angry. Around him he could see his fellow Decepticons just as angry.

Zeta Prime was the reason behind all this death and destruction. He would punish him and all who follow him.

Walking the streets of Nyon he had his Decepticons search for anyone still alive. He knew it was pointless. But they'd get restless if they didn't at least try.

He walked around looking at all the destroyed buildings. He admired their bravery even in the face of Zetas weapon. The way they sacrificed themselves to end him is admirable.

He looked around searching the rubble when he heard what sounded like a cry. When he didn't see anything he was going to dismiss it as the wind. Until he heard it again.

Searching the area he called his fellow Decepticons to help. They lifted off some rubble finding the graying bodies of two people. Wrapped in their arms however was a very much alive sparkling who reached for him in fear.

He picked the sparkling up. The others staring in amazement at the little thing that managed to survive all of this.

He took him to the medbay where he was checked over and they learned his name was Hot Rod.

He looked the sparkling over who's yellow spoilers fluttered when he noticed.

The sparkling looked up at him with his big blue eyes. Tiny hands holding onto his, so he didn't go very far.

The medic made a sound of alarm and he immediately looked over wanting to know what was wrong.

"It appears he has a spark issue."

"Is it from the destruction of Nyon?"

"No. It's from before that. He was born with the condition."

"What did this mean?"

"It means he'll need equipment to monitor his spark and he'll need medicine to regulate it."

"Do we have such items?"

His spark spun rapidly in his chest. Worried the sparkling would survive the destruction of his home city only to die because of a spark condition.

"We do."

Hook handed it over and told him what to do.

"He'll need to take the medicine every day. The monitors will tell you when he's about to have an episode. If he begins to have a seizure take him to the medbay. If he doesn't. You'll need to inject this into his chest to keep his spark moving."

He nodded. Knowing it was a big responsibility but unable to find another caregiver for the sparkling. After letting Nyon get destroyed. Taking care of it's last survivor was the least he could do.

Hot Rod yawned looking exhausted after everything that's happened. He took him back to the Decepticons base and was surprised to find some of his troops waiting for him with sparkling supplies.

"We heard the news and wanted to help. It's not much but it's a start."

"Thank you."

They began setting up the crib near his bed. The constructicons already planning on knocking out a wall and creating a nursery for the sparkling.

He wasn't the only one who'd become attached to the little mech. Everyone who met him seemed to be charmed by the little one. He never had a shortage in babysitters. Knowing all of them would protect Hot Rod with their lives.

They were very protective of the sparkling especially because of his spark condition. Everyone who wanted to babysit went to Hooks class. Where he taught them how to care for Hot Rod specifically.

Watching them come together. He was reminded of his times in the mines. Where everyone would work together to raise the young.

Holding Hot Rod against his chest. He was determined to overthrow the functionalist who would see Hot Rod as broken and dispose of him. The very idea disgusted him.

He didn't want Hot Rod to grow up like he did. Struggling to survive. Everyone was determined to end the war. None of them wanting Hot Rod to fight. Instead they were determined to give him a better life and future than they ever had.

Personality Swap Short Story about Hotrod and Soundwave

"What are you doing?"

He walked over to Bumblebee who was staring at the door leading to Hot Rod and Soundwave's office.

"Hot Rod just snapped at me and called me a useless Autobot."

"Maybe he's having a bad day."

"That's what I thought. Hot Rod might be having a bad day but Soundwave is definitely possessed."

"I think that's being a little dramatic."

"Soundwave said hello to me and not just that he said my name."

He gave Bumblebee a startled look because something was definitely wrong.

"I'll call Wheeljack and Ratchet."

"Maybe you should call Thunderhowl."

"Why?"

"He knows all kinds of weird things and might know something about possession."

"Good idea."

He called all three and Ratchet who was in the area walked over looking annoyed.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"Soundwave said hello to me and my name."

Ratchet stared between the two of them for a long moment and then looked annoyed.

"Did you seriously call me down here because Soundwave said hello? I have important work that needs to be done."

Ratchet Ignoring their warnings to stop, walked into Soundwave's office. Only to come back a moment later looking terrified in a way they'd never seen before.

"Something's not right."

"What happened?"

They both looked at each other in fright. Even though they were curious to know what Soundwave did.

"First he said hello and called me by name. Then..."

Ratchet looked almost sick saying it.

"He opened up his mask and smiled at me before telling me that I do a good job and how happy he is to have me as a medic."

He felt his knees wobble and he thought he was going to pass out.

"Then Hot Rod glared at me and told me to get out."

He searched the matrix trying to find an answer or a way to stop possession.

Wheeljack came next looking confused. Especially when Ratchet grabbed him looking angry and desperate.

"What did you do?"

"I haven't done anything."

"Wheeljack please tell me you haven't made any personality switch machines or machines that cause someone to become possessed or change personalities."

"No..."

Wheeljack gave them a confused look and Ratchet ignored him.

"What now?"

"We need to perform an exorcism."

"Prime don't you think that's a bit much?"

"It's the only way."

Listening to them argue outside. He couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing. A moment later Soundwave started laughing as well.

"That was a great idea."

"I know. Did you see the look on Ratchets face? I thought he was going to have a stroke."

The two of them continued laughing.

"Let's keep going I want to mess with Thunderhowl as well."

He nodded. Enjoying the way his friends were freaking out and wanting to continue messing with them.