#rid underbite

“It really brings tears to my eyes.” Denny sniffed as Russell patted his father’s back, but was also in tears at this special moment.

Others approached Bumblebee and Drift, met with the same, joyous reaction as Slipstream did, and one by one picked a sparkling out of the pod. 

A grand total of six sparklings are put in a very spacious bathtub as a temporary crib, and each is more diverse than the other.

One is a smaller and younger version of a Chompazoid, the main color is a dusty light blue with a darker color variation in certain platings, a grayish bright throat and also with a teal color optics. 

Next to the Chompazoid as its companions are snoozing, three little bots are confirmed to be car alts due to their small doorwings and are different from one to another. 

The first is a sleek lambo sunning herself, her warm cream orange paint job against the sunlight added wonder to it before yawning and rolling front side. It turns out, it’s a femme as well with little lashes on each optic, on top of the helm sports out the common headpiece of a pair of horns. The underparts and sides are a subtle dark purple and indigo, on top of that, the biolight of the sparkling is a strong turquoise.

“Look at her!” Sideswipe whispered excitedly as he pointed at the snoozer, which made Strongarm rolled her optics “She’s gonna be an awesome speedster under my wing!”

The rest couldn’t help but chuckle at Sideswipe’s little rambling, Strongarm noticed the second sleeping sparkling next to the femme.

Next to her, a little mech with seafoam green and a deep shade of periwinkle blue, shuffled a bit before settling back down again. His horns are a fuchsia red color along with other parts, plus a similar shade of indigo in the underparts as the femme. Biolights are also turquoise.

Strongarm couldn’t help but smile, the little mech vaguely resembled her, not only faded facial features, but also the alt as it turns out the little mech is going to be a pickup truck. 

Once the sparklings wake up, she’s immediately naming that mech ‘Nightro’. A mocking version of Nightra, her ex friend’s name. 

‘Is this out of sheer pettiness?’ Strongarm thought as she walked away to somewhere, probably thinking to herself if this even moral to begin with and the team will not stop her.

Bumblebee giggled when Fixit told him a cheesy, but hilarious joke as he and Bumblebee laughed. The laughter, though not quite loud, but was enough to cause the last sparkling to slightly stirred and started to fuss over the noise.

The two noticed and abruptly stopped, Bumblebee proceeded to walk over and picked the sparkling up as he swayed the fusser. 

The third sparkling is a copper rose mech, with matte accents of the same color in the underparts, shining bronze at the tip of the doorwings, edges of the helm, and the tips of his tiny servos. The helm is smooth and round, counting for two pieces of the helm shot out from the back with a split middle that formed in the shape of a smooth diamond. It had no horns or any other helm accessories, with the exception of a small row of three-to-ten diamond shapes repeating from big to small on the two helm pieces.

On the grayish faceplace, with a weird dark marking on the corner of the upper left faceplate, almost like a small heart shaped smudge. Bumblebee lightly traced the outline of the mark.

The fussing lessened and Bumblebee put the sparkling back to its spot, the tyke was content and went back to whatever pleasant dreamland.

After setting the copper rose sparkling down, the Minicon sparkling from earlier was sat beside another sparkling. 

To the team’s bewildered surprise, mainly Bumblebee’s, is that the last sparkling is a Wolficon pup. A much smaller, younger version of a certain grown silver tongued Wolficon.

Except for the bluish tones and yellow optics, this pup had a reddish buff color as the main. On top of that, from helm to tail, there some grayish faded patches with two different spots. One are tiny dark brown dots scattering across the hide with white tear like dots.

The upper calves, torso, ears, and faceplate had an almost pure white with a mixed light cream. Some had the little brown spots, but a very few.

 A noticeable feature on the faceplate, specifically the left side on the corner of the orange optic, is a black dot, like one of the white dots inverted and fell to the spot.

They initially thought the youngster was infected with cosmic rust, due to the rustic coloring and grayish patch. Fixit later examines the youngling and turns out he’s not.

In fact, Fixit checked all the sparklings and they’re healthy.

That brought a huge comfort for Bumblebee, the sparklings are healthy and are no way damaged or harmed from whatever they came.

However, there is a little dread in his processor as he sought the sleeping sparklings. He doesn't know what it is, but he had a hunch that something terrible is brewing out there, watching them probably as everyone else is in their own worlds.

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The Wolficon froze with ears still, grinning from the intel he gathered. This would be excellent, he didn’t care if the others couldn’t agree and nag at him.

“Fellas,” the leader began as he walked away from their spot, which made the other members follow suit,  and headed towards the opposite direction to the wilderness “let’s return and rest.”

“Well finally!” Underbite exclaimed then yawned. As tired as he was, nor the type asking questions, Uderbite couldn’t help but ask what Steeljaw heard, since he became quiet after the weird beam died down. “Wait, what did you hear in that junky slagged place, Steeljaw?”

The rest shifted their gaze at Steeljaw as he transformed into his car alt mode, which the rest did as well. That’s a really good question, as it excited Steeljaw.

“That is something that you had to see for yourself tomorrow, brother.”

Is the last word before he drives off with others in tow, back to their hideout to rest.

‘And,’ his processor whispered, ‘This is what I need for my Empire; the youth is the lifeblood of every group, nation, and world; large or small. These sparklings, under my care, are the future, and heirs of my dream. My dream of a Decepticon homeworld.’

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