Four Months later....

Bumblebee is pacing back and fourth down the Hallway. Auto had ran into labor half an hour into a decepticon fight. Her stomach had became so large and gigantic you could barely know she once had a mimmimal tummy like a human. Ratchet's guesss is the sparking process.

      "Bee, she's gonna be okay."" Raff said to the mute, holding his portable laptop.

   The pacing mute leaned forward to the humans direction.

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Raf shrugged.

    "Dads have those kinds of worrys.when the baby is going to be delivered." Raf reasoned to the gigantic robot.

      Miko came dashing through the hallway.

     "Oh my--" The Girl shrieked. "Those things look like CAR HERBIE SPAWN RATHER THAN BABIES!"

     Raff and Bumblee, including Jack who just walked in, repeated 'They?"

      "My mind is ruined forever." Miko said,over-dramatically falling over.

 Bumblebee's gaze switched to Raf.

"Herbie is a Volkswagon Beetle with a mind of it's own and simply halirious."Raf told him and laughed. "They must be sharing a resemblence to Chevrollets prior form back in the car making day. Or have Jet--"

The Mute bot zipped to the med bay.

   "Nice one, Dork." Jack said, with a huge laugh. "Never knew you had this kind of teasing in you."

 Raf shyly smiled, keeping hands behind his back. Our scene transfers to Bumblebee skidig into the med bay. Colliding into several boxes stacked up to the cieling. His head emerged from a box which he had ripped through from his eagerness to see the sparklings.    

 "You  are lucky." Arcee said towards the yellow and black mute.

Waaah Waahhhh!

Bumblebee stood up on both legs and came over to Auto. She held three little bundles of one blue and two pinks. She had one male and two girls to be certain. Blue goes for boys. Pink goes for girls. However one of the sparklings isn't crying. At all. The noncryer is a small black and brown Volksagon Beetle mech. The two who ARE crying, are...Cybertronian and a human baby like Protoform. The Cybetronian one is a femme with fox-like armor qualities for her sadan vehicle form.

      Click Click.

      Bumblebee walked over to his mates side.

    "Pistol's got your cuteness." Auto said, directly to Bumblebee as she refered to the silent one.

 Bumblebee drew his digit towards Pistols face. He looks so adorable.  The newly made Dad thought. Pistol grasped the taller mechs finger  and did not let go.

"Aww." Bumblebee chirps. "He's strong."

   Bumblebee passed his gaze to the fox like Sparkling.

"Foxey." Bumblebee commented in chirp.It was the only name that came acrosss his processor against all lengthy names in which people of complicated decicisons would have choosen.

     Auto giggled at the name of choice.

  "Somebodys going to enjoy giving her a lush of nicknames!"  Auto said, with a laugh.

 She and Bumblebee's glance fixated to the baby sparkling sucking it's thumb with curious little eyes staring back at them.The Newborn sparklings are very eager to get something to eat from being cold, hungry, and tired...Except for the human like sparkling.

    "Jillen."

      "Jazzie."

Auto's face beamed a bright lightbulb color.  

"Why not call her both?" Auto suggested. "Both names could serve as her first name. She can decide which one to use--."

      Arcee is laughing.

    "Poor kid." Arcee started in-between bubbles of laughter. "She won't know what her name is."

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  .  .Some time later  .  . 

  Miko placed A box with the human-like protoform who gained more humanly features with a orange blanket now keeping her warm. "This is probably going to be the last time we ever see this one." The girl acknowledged as Jack put a letter  into the box.

      "Bee and Auto both agreed she needed to be raised by a human family." Jack said, turning towards the light gray door bell. He smiled. "This is a small world Miko. We'll see her someday."

      "Sounds like a lesson from 'The Sniper'." Miko recollected.

      They are leaving Jillen at the doorstep of a childless couple. Jack knew these people from his Mom's work. They are Mr.John and Mrs. Mindy Hinklestand of British descent. Mrs.Mindy willingly went with her husband to the hospital every few weeks in hopes they had somebody to help them.

      "I learned something new." Jack adds.

   Miko stood up right.

"What?" Miko asks.

   "Giant Robots have never seen the first Scooby Doo series." Jack said, zipping up his coat. A turkey with many feathers marched down the street which  brought the Teenagers  awkward attention.    

The stunned teenagers watched  the turkey gobble and chirp away.

   "It isn't thanksgiving yet." Jack remarked after the bird is out of sight. He shook his head. Then pressed the doorbell. "Let's run!"

   The two Teenagers flee away from the door right at the nick of time. They were not seen by a groggy and tired John who didn't appreciate teenagers to press their doorbell at the deaf of night.

      "Who's there John?" A voice from behind squeakly asked.

      The man shakes his head.

"Nothing Mindy." John replied. "It was only  a bunch of bloody kids pranking us again." He is completely oblivous to the box left at the door step. Lightly tapped footsteps tip toed from behind the large and tall man.

      The woman, known as Mindy, got her eyes glued on the box.

    "John...There's a baby inside!" She said, taking the little bundle into her arms. The folded notebook paper drifted towards the daunting pavement. The baby cried instinctively to the new warmth. And  unknown humans.

John picks up the crumbled letter.

   "Dear Hinklestands,

      Please take in this little gift. We do not have the right equipement or resources to care for this bundle. You may want to be careful about her sports information outbursts--She needs the sports channel on in order to sleep. She needs to be raised by a human family such as you. We hope you understand why we chose you.

       P,S. Her name is Jillen. But call her 'Jazzie' for short.  If she asks where she came from...Let her be guided by...Giant disguiseable machines."

       John and Mindy share a confused glance.

      " Human,equipment,Sports Information outbursts?" Mindy said, raising an eyebrow.

John shrugged.

 "We should accept our little miracle." John triumphly decided, using both his arms to lift the box. "We have a loooonnng day ahead of us."