~Chapter 2~

A pile of blankets shifted, as distressed clicks sounded out from the mass. A small helm with bright orange optics, with tears in the corners, popped up. She tried crawling her way out of the blanket confinement, which had caused her scare but was unsuccessful. She mewled loudly to catch her sire's attention, in hopes that she would be free.

Who caused this? Lazerbeak. In his excitement, he created a comfortable nest of blankets for his new "sister"; however, he overdid the thick sheets, confining the poor femme inside. The towering walls collapsed on her, encasing her further, causing her to panic even more than she was.

Soundwave heard his daughter's distress and quickly walked over to the bundle on his berth. After removing five blankets aside, he rescued her from her imprisonment. "Statement: It is alright Firespark," He soothed as he wiped away the lubricant from her optics.

She sighed and nuzzled her face into his neck cables. She looked up to see Lazerbeak perked above them, wings drooping in guilt and shame for scaring the poor sparkling. Her tiny servos stretched out to the minicon in hopes to cheer him up.

Noticing her request, he flew down onto his creator's shoulder. His helm cocked to the side in question as to why the sparkling still wanted to be by him.

Soundwave observed silently as both of his "children" interacted with each other. Firespark smiled and placed a servo on the bird's small helm, stroking him gently in tiny pats.

Lazerbeak's optics closed in content at the fact that she had forgiven him, and the affectionate pets were kind.

Underneath his visor, a small smile etched across his scarred face as he recorded them for memory's sake. It wasn't long before his terminal had a notification saying that a new file was sent, ordering to be complete. The TIC sighed inwardly at the thought of all the piling paperwork. The mech placed her back onto the berth so he could return to his work. The sparkling, on the other hand, whimpered as he was leaving, stopping him in his tracks. Sounwave was confused at this but didn't think much of it as he turned back around, causing another cry to sound out. The Communications Officer picked her up once more and returned to his terminal. Firespark in his arms and his appendages working at the files, Soundwave was proud at the fact that he could accomplish both jobs.

Content, she relaxed against his chassis and watched the Cybertronian words dance across the screen. The sounds of clacking and boring as it was, she fell asleep in his arms, listening to the thrum of her sire's spark.

He looked down and her and snapped a picture of her peaceful state. In such a short amount of time, how had he already fallen helm over pedes for this sparkling? Maybe it was the fact that she needed someone, or was it he who needed her? He brushed it off, considering that it worked either way.

Time flew past him as all his files were completed and delivered to their rightful areas and owners. Firespark was still asleep in her sire's servos despite the chirps and nudges from Lazerbeak, in an attempt to wake her up.

"Leave-her-be," Soundwave said through their bonds.

He looked at his creator and returned onto his frame to copy his little sister in her peaceful state.

The tall mech retracted his two appendages and walked toward his berth with both of his children asleep. He laid back and positioned his daughter in a comfortable position for both of them. One last look before he slipped into recharge with the rest of his family.

Agitated squawks and flapping wings jolted the TIC out of his serene slumber. It was Lazerbeak, and he was alarmed about something that Soundwave couldn't process. The Nemesis wasn't under attack, he completed all his files, and Firespark wasn't with him, and... Wait, she wasn't there with him! She was gone.