~Chapter 4~

Why did sire always wear a mask? Firespark didn't understand, let alone know about why he hid his face from the world. Her orange optics gazed up at her reflection on his visor, while her small servos reached up to touch it; however, Soundwave withdrew his helm back from her reach.

Surprised by the abrupt action, her servos recoiled back, and her curiosity increased. The femme also noticed something about his stature. Was he panicking? Why would he be frightened of her?

Her short clicks gained the silent mech's attention as she tried again. This time he stayed calm watched her feel the glass of his visor. Both beings were curious about each other's motives. Firespark's digits roamed around the corners, trying to find a way to raise the dark glass.

Soundwave, knowing what she was trying to accomplish, used his tendrils to remove her servos off his covering. The sparkling whined in protest, causing his actions to halt. They both were still in silence, gazing at each other.

Before he could make up his mind, his comm pinged to life as Megatron's voice rang out, "Soundwave, I require your valuable assistance," Despite the cry that gave out, he set her down and headed out the door, leaving Lazerbeak in her company.

The drone, not pleased with the idea of babysitting, sat beside the small pink sparkling, who was trying to find her way down. "Where do you think you're going?" he questioned.

She didn't answer her big brother and instead walked toward the door, which was unfortunately locked. Huffing in disappointment, orange optics scanned around the room, until the ventilation system caught her attention. A bright smile made its way across her metallic lips as she managed to peel off the grate. A burst of cold air floods over her frame, causing a sneeze to follow.

It was gloomy and bitter as she crawled through the narrow passageways, Lazerbeak trying his best to get through.

"If anything happens to her, I'm so scrapped," he reflected miserably, as she turned left into another shaft.

Noticing her brother's dismay, she gave him a smile with a thumbs-up for good measure.

The bird only shook his helm and took charge since Firespark had gotten them lost. He knew the route to take to get to the command room.

The farther they got, the narrower the vents were, causing many times were Lazerbeak got stuck. Firespark clicked in concern for him and suggested that she go alone instead. Much to his disagreement, he allowed her to proceed ahead without his guidance. She was so close to him, she could tell within her spark. Peeking out the bottom vent grate, she was right over him.

Soundwave was dutifully watching over the energon signals and other things like Autobots, whatever that meant, and keeping the coms in check, all while being completely unaware of her presence.

The femme placed her servo onto the grate causing the grate to unlatch off its hinges, causing her to plummet onto him.

Luckily, the silent TIC heard the commotion overhead and was able to catch his mischievous daughter before she could fall to her end.

Lubricant pooled around her orange optics due to three reasons: one, she had an unexpected fall, two, she had given herself away, and three, she could have offlined if her sire wasn't there to catch her.

Soundwave on the other servo was confused. How did she manage to find him through all those vents? Why wasn't Lazerbeak keeping watch over her?

The said drone flew into the room, finding his creator and sister both gazing at him. If he could've offline from embarrassment, he would have dropped dead to the ground.

"Inquiry: What happened?" the mech asked.

"She was determined to find you, I couldn't exactly follow her through the vents the whole time," Lazerbeak explained, perched on the terminal screen.

"You led-her-towards me?" he pieced together.

The minicon nodded shamefully, aware of the thought of punishment.

An inaudible sigh came from the TIC as he walked back toward his berthroom. " Command: Stay here while I'm gone," he firmly commanded as he set her on his berth. "Statement: I will be back," With that, he left his room once more.

Firespark flopped forward in boredom and disappointment. Lazerbeak had gone to stay with sire, so there was no one to play with. That was the case until her orange optics gazed at the Cybertronian building blocks in the corner. Intrigued, she waddled toward them and sat down in front of the pile. Delighted by the fact that they would glow different colors when made contact, she decided that staying in their room wasn't as terrible as she had originally thought.