Thank you SazzyKawaiiCatX3 for naming Ironhides sparklings and coming up with their make and such ^_^

Alright guys here's the beginning of Winterblooms new life. Starting with a new home :)

Enjoy!~

"Alright." Ironhide concluded. "Here it is."

Winterbloom awed in amazement. "It's beautiful."

The home was a one story white house with blue trim. It had a small front and back yard, big enough for the sparklings to play in. In front of the house, was also a small crystal garden. In all, the house had two master rooms. One would be Winterblooms and the other will be for the sparklings.

"Is this where we're going to live?" Blurr excitedly asked, looking up from his mother's side.

Winterbloom smiled and nodded. "Yes, it is."

Blurr immediately ran towards the home, giggling and laughing with joy. Soundwave too ran after him, leaving Winterbloom and Ironhide behind while they explored.

"I honestly can't thank you all enough for doing this." The femme turned towards the black weapons specialist.

"It wasn't me, but Optimus. He's the one who scheduled the whole thing. Home, living expenses and such."

Winterbloom laced her fingers together. "Well..... Thank you Ironhide, for escorting us here. I don't think I could spend another day with Ratchets lectures." She sighed good-naturedly.

Ironhide chuckled at that. "Not a problem." He turned. "I live across the street if you need anything, and feel free to drop by when ever you want." He smiled gruffly.

Winterbloom smiled and waved him goodbye. "Alright.... time to explore." She turned and headed into her new home, happy that her life was finally about to start.

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"This is so cool!" Blurr ran through every room of the house and back outside, around the yard and repeating the process.

Winterbloom smiled and picked up Soundwave, placing him on her hip while she too explored the home.

She first went into her room. It was rather large and bland, much like the rest of the home. Then she walked to the other room that would be Blurr and Soundwave's. Oddly, it only had one berth. "Looks like we got shopping to do." She said to her eldest sparkling.

Soundwave nodded with a grin. "Can we buy a polishing cloth for Laserbeak too?"

"Of course." Winterbloom walked into the living room and looked around. "Blurr, let's head to the market."

Suddenly, there was her blue little sparkling, a giant smile on his face. "Mother, mother! Can we buy Energon Gummies. Please. Please, PLEASE!"

"Ok, ok. Calm down." She laughed grabbing his servo. "One thing at a time alright?"

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Optimus sat at his desk looking over more and more data pads. He sincerely hoped that Winterbloom was finding her living arrangements acceptable.

Suddenly a knock rang through out the room.

"Come in." The Prime answered.

Loud ped falls made the bot smirk. "Megatron. What brings you here?" He asked humorously without looking up from his work. It was unusual for the military commander would visit the primes office.

"Nothing that I can't handle." Megatron sat in one of the chairs before the grand desk, unclasping his Fusion Cannon to let it rest on the floor.

"Then why do you sport an expression of worry?" Optimus sat his data pad down, eyeing the ex-warlord.

Megatron hissed, "That riot.... Wasn't your normal petty little uprising. What they were shouting...."

Optimus rose a brow to Megatrons hesitancy.

"It was mainly a few mercs wanting to revive the old Decepticon ways, but a few striked me as odd."

"How so?"

"They said that Primus had turned his back upon our race and that a danger far more superior than Unicron, is lurking."

Optimus hummed at that. his optics clouded with thought. "And what is your take on this?" He asked the ex warlord.

"Ha, nothing more than a load of scrap."

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"Alright... Think we got enough stuff?" Winterbloom placed her hands on her hips, looking to the living room full of stuff. Toys, decorations, Energon foods, parts and other necessities.

Winterbloom glanced to her sparklings but stopped. "W-where's Blurr?" She asked the purple sparkling.

Soundwave glanced around and pointed outside the front door.

"What am I ever going to do with him?" The femme sighed.

Suddenly a knock came from the door and instantly Winterbloom was alert. It could be a bugler, or worse, a murderer.

"Who is it?" She stood between Soundwave and the door, hunched over and ready to pounce.

"It's Sideswipe, Sunny and Ironhide." A peppy voice came.

"Don't call me that!"

Quickly Winterbloom ran to the door and opened it to see three familiar bots.

"Lost something?" Ironhide held up Blurr who dangled in his grasp with a pout on his face and arms crossed over his chassis. "Found 'em in my weapons vault at my home. Sneaky little thing."

Winterbloom immediately took Blurr and apologized. Ironhide reassured her that as long as no one was hurt, everything was fine. Sides and Sunny cracked a few jokes to the seasoned bot about lack of security measures.

Winterbloom quickly invited them in, "sorry for the mess, we're still getting set up." She smiled. Suddenly another Cybertronian walked through the door followed by a few others. Only that the first one was a femme. Behind her, was Ratchet and Jolt flowed by three younglings.

"Winterbloom." The blue femme walked over to her and hugged her. Strangely, Winterbloom couldn't help but ogle her over sized stomach and suddenly it clicked.

"You must be Chormia, Ironhides sparkmate." The blue femme smiled and nodded.

"My, you're even prettier than he described." Winterbloom looked away, embarrassed. "Oooh, and you're so young, especially with sparklings." Chormia waved her sparklings to her side.

"This is my eldest, Neona" A femme sparkling, about the age of Soundwave, stood beside her mother. Her frame was much like Ironhides however but she was a dark purple and black.

"Steelbumper and Wildshot, are the younger ones." A silver and dark blue sparkling who was similar to Blurr's body mass, however he much bulkier appeared. Next to him stood a fidgety dark green and black sparkling. He seemed to take after Ironhide as well.

The three said their hellos and quickly went and played with Winterblooms sparklings.

"And this." Chormia placed a servo on her stomach, "This is our newest edition." She smiled sweetly. Winterbloom reached a hand out but quickly pulled back. "Go ahead." With Chormias permission, she gently rubbed the femmes belly.

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All the mech stood at the bar in the kitchen with Energon cubes they brought over, all their optics trained on the two femmes.

"You know something I don't understand?" Sideswipe began.

"Ya mean how ya keep gettin' busted from playin' pranks?" Jazz chide. Sunny snickered at that as well earning a glare from his twin.

"No" Sides growled. "I mean, how femmes always like... know things. Especially when it comes to sparklings. Like every time I try to touch a carriers stomach, I almost get offlined and thrown into the scrap heap."

"That's because you're stupid." Sunstreaker stated earning and slap from Sideswipe.

"Haven't ya ever learned anythin' in school?" Jazz asked taking a swig of Energon.

"No, we were in the Gladiator Pits most of our childhood. Remember?"

Ratchet sighed. "Normally, when a sparkling is separated from their carrier, another carrier, or femmes in general, will temporarily adopt said sparkling and protect them with their life."

"Yeah, but why though?" Sides asked again, a little annoyed as to how he was the only one not getting the whole carrier situation.

Prowl groaned, rubbing his temples.

"Try not ta glitch from his stupidity, alright Prowlster." Jazz whispered with a smile.

"It seems inevitable." The police officer replied.

"It's just how they were programmed. Every femme is wired to know and support each other in such a subatomic level, that it hardly makes sense." Ratchet tried explaining. "Each one of them is connected in some small way, but that's a whole nother story for later."

"So in other words, just give up." Sunstreaker concluded.

Sideswipe groaned but did as instructed. "Femmes, are fragging confusing."

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While the sparklings were playing in the yard, all the mechs started on helping Winterbloom set up her home. Whether it be moving furniture or setting up the broad casting system (TV?)

Everyone was helping, even the expecting Chormia. However, she helped Winterbloom with advice and other tips for taking care of sparklings. Even talking to her about the lay out of the town and such.

Winterbloom was truly happy to have such amazing support from her friends. She only wished she knew more about them.