I smiled at Shark once the two medics were clear of the room. "Robustus seems to be a nice mech, knowledgeable too." I noted as the twins fed hungrily. Their little hands curled lightly against my chest, their legs shifting a bit as if to give them better purchase so not to slip off me... not that I'd let them of course.
Shark nodded, "Yeah he is both those things and then some. Hope he'll stick around awhile, I'm sure he'll want some background to how we got together."
I hummed softly to that as I shifted my hands over each twin, stroking at their backs with a single finger on each hand, "You'll tell him the truth of it all hm?" I inquired.
That caused him to look at me quietly for a short time, then a gentle smile, "Only enough of it that he gets the general idea of how you came to be, how things went for you over the decades and all that led up to us bonding. I won't go into details, and I doubt he'll ask. You could be there while we talk if you want?"
"If I could get the twins to sleep and have Ratchet watch over them, then I won't mind taking part. Otherwise, I'm sure you can talk with him without me monitoring you." I told him.
The mech nodded once, "All right then, sounds like a plan. For now, I think I'll leave him and Ratchet to their whims." a smirk slowly spreading over his face, "And I'm sure those whims will not just include drinking and talking."
"Meaning what exactly?" I asked.
"Oh you know..." Shark leaned close to whisper into my audio, "... doing some extracurricular activity involving crying out each others' names."
I stared hard at him as he pulled back with a shit eating grin. I gave a soft huff of an exvent before I told him, "Good, Primus knows that medic needs to get laid."
Shark smirked and chuckled. "Got that in one."
We got to visit with Robustus some time later. He insisted we bring the twins along so he could hold them and just observe them as if he were a proud grandparent. Eventually the mech went back to Cybertron, promising he'd come visit when he could to see how we were all doing. As for us, we finally made our official appearance with the twins to the delight of those present at the time. It wasn't long before everyone not on duty was showing up to see them and offer their congratulations. The twins got shown to the other younglings as well.
Once Ratchet gave me and the twins a last once over, we got to go back to our home base. Suffice it to say there was a party held in our honor. Depth was on his very best behavior, which was saying a lot for the resident xeno. The base youngsters were present as well and they were curious about the twins. With all the activity and getting shown about, the twins drifted off into recharge and I excused myself to our room.
Mind you I knew there'd be an alteration to the room when I walked in, but the extent of it was not what I expected out of the trio of xenos. The furniture had been rearranged and resurfaced with colorful padding. The walls and ceiling had been painted a vibrant shade of yellow in the main room. The twins room has been painted a pale shade of green. A large crib had been set up along with a chair whose arms were arranged so it could help me with feeding them both simultaneously. Several mobiles hung from the ceiling, one was of the planetary system, another was colored shapes, then there was one with Cybertronian glyphs representing family ideals, and finally there was a photo one that had some empty spots - obviously meant for us to fill how we wished. There was a large box in the corner that I checked out once the twins were in their crib. Within it I found age appropriate toys to help develop their minds as well as their motor skills.
Upon exiting the twins’ room, I decided to check out the main berth room with attached wash rack. Not surprisingly this too had be painted, a lovely soft shade of lavender. The berth had new padding and
pillows. The wash rack had been altered slightly so you could either take a standing shower or sit in a shallow tub. When I stepped out of the wash rack area I noticed that the aquarium that Shark had put in had some new landscape added as well as additional types of fish. I saw a small tray of energon goodies set out by the berth along with a card. I opened it to read the sentiments inside and smiled. I had no doubt that Magmorta had written it, even though the two other xenos had added their signatures to hers.
I commed Shark that I was going to stay in our room just in case the twins woke up. He let me know he'd be along as soon as he could tear himself from the party. That done, I sat on the berth and nibbled on an energon treat as I watched the fish in the aquarium swim about.
Time passed it seemed way too quickly. The twins grew both mentally and physically. Soon enough their first birthday had come and gone, along with it some new toys for gifts. Then another birthday, and another. By that third year I was pretty sure that the male twin was going to have his Father's sharp teeth and I was thankful I had long since stop nursing them both. Naturally Ratchet had us bring them in for checkups to see how they were developing. To my rather pleasant surprise on the visit just after the twins fifth birthday I discovered that the Servabots' medic, Turnpike, was sharing the medical bay with Ratchet. Shark gave the CMO a good teasing about finally settling down, which earned him a muttered 'Bite me' that Shark found amusing.
Another five years passed and the twins were nearing their tenth birthday, they insisted there would be invitations done and energon 'cake' served. Suffice it to say every Autobot that had a child at that point was invited. When the day came, every child invited showed up with a gift in hand and a parent alongside. Games were played and Bebop happily provided music so the kids could dance.
More time passed, things were changing so much as were the twins. All the children were growing up in leaps and bounds. The triplets more so than the others. They still came to the base to play with the base children, even at their older age, but it was less often then when they were younger as they had taken the whole being the progeny of the god and goddess seriously.
The impression of more children that I had on Cybertron when the kids were younger had come to pass. Not just Bot children either, but the Cons had been busy as well. Battles had tapered off to nearly nothing, which opened the door to the Primes and Tetra Reris asking Galvatron and Electra if they were willing to talk about peace. They asked for some time to think it over, which was given. It wasn't too long before the first of the peace talks occurred.