Chapter 2 - FaceplatePad

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"Ahh!" Crash "No don't touch that" splat and crack "You have got to be kidding!"

Lots of high pitched giggling.

Alpha Trion, glares.

Orian Pax smiles at her guardian sweetly.

"Damn, I forgot how painful sparklings could be at Iacon...." Alpha Trion slammed his helm into a wall making a very loud clang.

Orian tilts her helm to the left and then shrieks with laughter.

"That's it little miss, time for a recharge."

She blinks as he picked her up. She had a data pad in her hands. "Squeak sire!"

"Yes little femme?" Thwak!!! Alpha Trion had his faceplate slaped with the data pad.

"FaceplatePad!" Orian then giggled at the irratated look on her Sire's faceplates.

"By Primus it wasn't funny when your brother did it and it still isn't now." Alpha Trion sighed remembering that Optimus had slapped a data pad to his faceplate once and screamed FaceplatePad. He shook his head. Some things would just never change. He was doomed as this little femme was much more excitable than Optimus had ever been. Orian Pax was going to be trouble.

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