Chapter 2:The Youngling

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{on Earth}

The ship landed on the pad, and the teachers were there waiting for them.

"Recruits." Chase greeted. The students grumbled their greetings. Causing suspicion amongst the teachers.

"Did something happen?" Blades asked, stepping up to the recruits. They all nodded. Whirl, not being able to hold her tears anymore, burst into tears. Blades immediately scooped her up and calmed her down. He walked off to the side to speak to her privately. Heatwave then gave the other four a stern look. All the boys averted his gaze.

"What did you guys do?" Heatwave demanded. The boys were silent for a few more seconds. Then wedge stepped forward.

"Well, we sortta.... Lost... some equipment..." He said. Heatwave was about to blow up when there was a small thud from behind the recruits. Everyone's attention was turned to the ship, and there was a slamm cybertronian. The small being had fallen out of the ship and onto his face. He then proceeds to cry. But when he looked up, he looked at everyone. Then his eyes landed on wedge. His quivering lip then became a smile.

"Papa!!!" The little mech called, getting up and waddling towards wedge. This caught EVERYONE off guard. The youngling reached wedge and hugged his leg. Wedge stepped back and away from the child.

"S-sorry kid. I'm not-"

"Papa!!" The youngling shouted, reaching up for Wedge to hold him. Wedge backed away even further. The youngling looked spark broken. This time, he did cry. And very loudly at that. His cry caught the attention of Whirl and Blades. They walked over to the back of the ship and saw the child.

"A baby?" Whirl questioned, now calmed down from her previous breakdown.

"Where did he come from?" Blades half yelled to be heard over the young one's cries.

"He came from the ship." Heatwave shouted back. Blades then went to pick the child up, but it made him scream louder. Blades retreated towards the others, whirl not too far behind.

"Wedge you go do something!!!" Medix shouted.

"What?!?! Why me?!?!" Wedge shouted back.

"The child had identified you as his sire!!! You might as well play the role so that he stops screaming out audios off!!!" Medix said, pushing Wedge towards the kid. Wedge did all he could to resist, but wrench god mini wasn't having it. Wedge finally gave up and approached the youngling. Unsure of how to tend to him.

"Uh... Hey... Kid..?" The child had calmed down to a sob and then reached up for Wedge. Wedge looked back at the others as they gave encouraging gestures. He groaned and picked the kid up. The child leaned on Wedge's shoulder, still sobbing a little. Medix mimed rubbing a baby's back to wedge, and Wedge did just that. The youngling calmed down completely and was then lulled to sleep. Wedge tried to put the kid back down, but he refused to let go.

"I think i just found your punishment." Heatwave said with a hint of amusement.

"What?!?!" Wedge exclaimed, waking the kid up. He began to sob again, but Wedge rubbed his back and calmed him down.

"You five will watch the sparkling while we go contact ratchet and optimus prime. Keep him out of trouble." Heatwave said as the teachers began to walk inside the academy again. The recruits then walked up to wedge. The youngling was somewhat awake now, but he still looked exhausted.

"Hey little guy." Whirl said softly, standing in view of the youngling. "What's your name?" She asked him. But he turned his head away, burying it in the crook of wedge's neck. Wedge tensed up immensely. Wedge was very uncomfortable with this. Hotshot picked up on it, and decided to tease him a bit.

"Wow. Didn't know that you were a dad wedge." Hotshot chuckled. Wedge growled lowly.

"I'm not! I don't even know the kid!" He shouted. The youngling fussed again, and wedge repeated the back rubbing.

"Well, he identified you as his sire. So he must be your sparkling." Medix said.

"Oh shut it." Wedge said. The youngling then woke up and looked at everyone. The recruits starred as big terrified eyes stared back at them. The youngling buried his face in Wedge's neck and whimpered.

"I think you guys are scaring him." Wedge said, rubbing the small child's back. The recruits backed away from Wedge, and the youngling looked back at them. His big yellow eyes scanned his surroundings.

"Papa." The youngling said, tapping wedge's shoulder. Wedge looked down at the smaller being in his arms.

"U-uh.. Y-yes kid...?" Wedge asked nervously.

"I hungwy." He said. At that moment, the youngling's stomach growled. Wedge tightened his lips.

"Medix...?" Wedge said, turning to the said bot. Medix sighed and tried to take the youngling, but he clung tightly. Refusing to be removed from his claimed sire's hold. Medix sighed and pulled away.

"Sorry wedge. You'll have to be the one to feed him." Medix said, walking off towards the academy. The other four recruits followed after him. This was gonna be a long, long, LONG day.

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