He followed me home... can I keep him?

[nottabeater]

Bumblebee looked around as she appeared on the hill that overlooked the base, making sure that everything was alright. She could see Ratchet to one side, talking to Endeavor, and Ironhide leaning against the compound wall as he watched them. There was no sign of the native Jazz, but her audio receptors picked up the sound of Optimus Prime humming to himself somewhere inside as he ripped open the old computer monitors that they'd been given.

"Well," she said softly, turning her head toward where Jazz stood behind her holding their sleeping sparkling. "This is it."

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[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

Prime looks up with surprise. It's been so long since he's been in a real home that he's nearly forgotten about such things as resting couches, but now the sight of the sparkling and her mother laying on the dusty tarp hits him as glaringly wrong and he frowns and gets to his feet go out and look around as well.

[dajazzmech.livejournal.com]

Jazz's first stop is any of the offices that the soldiers may have been in. Oooh, abandoned leather swivel chairs.

"Just need enough to pad it up for now. I'll but the Nexus for donations of old stuff they don't want till we get a couch or two." He mumbles.

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

Prime looks through the window at him bemusedly, then exchanges a glance with Ironhide as the weapons expert wanders over to investigate. "He's looking for bedding for Honey."

"For who?" Ironhide frowns at him.

"The sparkling. He's her father." Prime straightens and turns his head to look around. "It's been so long... I'd forgotten."

"How about some of this stuff?" Ironhide kicks at the tumbleweeds that are piled high in every corner of the compound.

[dajazzmech.livejournal.com]

Jazz comes back with a few cusions and thinks a moment. "Check for bugs in them and put them under the tarp. Like I said it just needs a bit of bulk right now."

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

"Already plenty of bugs from those monitors," grumbles Ironhide, grabbing an armload of dried weeds and shaking them vigorously before hauling them inside.

[dajazzmech.livejournal.com]

Jazz laughs softly as he gathers up a few more weeds and shakes them out as well. Then a thought hits him. "Prime? You think you can lift Bumblebee with out wakin' her up?"

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

"I... suppose so," says the Autobot leader bemusedly as he himself stoops for an armload of weeds and follows the others inside.

[dajazzmech.livejournal.com]

"Then can you do that while me and 'Hide stuff some of this under the the tarp? Just a few minutes is all we need." Jazz smiles widely.

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

"She is hard to wake once she's settled down," Prime says to himself softly, dropping his weeds and going to one knee as he gently lifts the sleeping femme and sparkling. Bee stirs slightly and lets air out of her intakes, but doesn't wake, and Honey only whimpers and clings.

[dajazzmech.livejournal.com]

Jazz smiles and clicks at Honey before lifting up the tarp and laying out his and Optimus's piles of weeds out then fills in the holes with Ironhide's. He adds the leather cushions last. Pillows yanno. And then he starts setting up there tarp again.

"Aight, set them down."

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

Prime does so gently, feeling his spark yearning for Elita as he gently rubbed Honey's back and then stood to walk outside.

Ironhide scowled and stomped a roach, then followed him.

[dajazzmech.livejournal.com]

Jazz smiles. "Thanks, guys." He sighs slightly at Prime's demeanor. There will be a long talk on this. Oh yes.

Later, he thinks as he settles down next to Bumblebee and Honey. Later he will talk to Prime.

"Later..." He murmurs as he wraps an arm around his wife and powers down.