randomplaces | rwVerse. Iacon. Baby mine?

Cyclonus fidgeted nervously as he stared down at the glowing panel in the floor, but then thought of the armor that he and Sibyl had had made and squared his shoulders.

"P... Primus, we've come to ask you for a boon."

The panel brightened, the image of a spark appearing in its center. "What would you have, child?"

The chopper-bot paused to hyperventilate a little, and Sibyl stepped up, her slender frame erect and calm. The little royal blue femme looked up at her mate, her smile enigmatic though her attitude was unusually respectful.

Cyclonus stared into her golden optics, then glanced over his shoulder at where Demolisher, Belladonna, and Bullseye were watching from the door.

"Go ahead!" Demolisher stage whispered. Belladonna gave him a broad grin of encouragement.

Cyclonus muttered, his customary mirth absent as his hard drive twitched. "Alright, alright... Primus... we... we want a new spark. If that's alright. One that's like Sibyl and I."

"You wish a child, as your brother has a child," said Primus calmly, his voice full of approval and reassurance.

"...." Cyclonus blushed at having his dreams found out. "Yes, sir."

"Very well."

There were gasps as the softly glowing ball of light floated up from the panel, and then Cyclonus grabbed it and bolted for the infirmary where the armor waited.

Red Alert took one look at the new spark and shook his head. "That's a female."

Cyclonus' optics flickered as he hit a mental brick wall. "Hey! No it's not!"

"Yes," said the deadpan Autobot medic. "It is. I'll get one of the female bodies."

Cyclonus watched him go, still feeling stunned, then dropped his optics to the spark. "What's the deal? You're supposed to be a guy!"

The spark only sang soft contentment that increased as Sibyl touched it gently.

"Here we are." Red Alert lay the female armor on the empty table and quickly got it ready, then carefully transfered the new spark and got everything running.

"Ugh!" Was the first thing out of the new femme's vocalizer.

Then she giggled.

"Well... she's related to Cyclonus all right," noted Demolisher quietly.

"What's your name?" Sibyl asked softly as she grinned at her daughter.

"Thundra! Who are you?" She sat up, looking around curiously with a huge grin of her own.

"My name is Sibyl, and this is Cyclonus. We're your parents."

"You've got to be kidding me." Thundra stared at her father with disapproval.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

"And those are your Aunt Belladonna, and your Uncle Demolisher. And their son Bullseye," continued Sibyl calmly, though her grin was wicked.

"Can I have them for parents instead?"

"Hey!"

Red Alert shook his head and turned toward his office, leaving the new family to get to know one another.

* * *

Starscream was deep in intent conversation with Thundercracker when something went past in a rush of wind and giggles and a roar of engines. "What...?"

"Thundra!" A white cammo chopper followed the previous bogie. "Hey! We're not supposed to fly in the halls!"

Starscream stared for a moment, then remembered what Cyclonus and Sibyl had had planned for that morning and facepalmed.