Curse of the ChibiAutobts C2

Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro.  Any made up characters were created by me.

Summery: (G1 fic) After an experiment gone wrong by Wheeljack, almost all the Autobots had become very small young sparklings.  Can Bumblebee, Prowl and their human friends be able to control a base full of chibi Autobots?

"blah" – Normal human speck
"blah" – Cybertronian speck
blah – thinking

The Curse of the Chibi Autobots!

Chapter 2

Later that day with the little Autobots crawling around, Bumblebee was busy looking for little Optimus.  Prowl, who was sighing boredly while little Jazz was bouncing on his leg, notice Bumblebee walk by him.  "Bee?  What are you doing?" he asked.

"Looking for Optimus.  He must've wandered off from me again," he said.

"Primus Bee." Prowl said with a sigh "You know how much danger our little leader can get into that size."  But then the sound of laser fire was heard.

"What was that?" Bumblebee asked.

"Trouble that's what." Prowl said as he gently place Jazz on the floor "Stay here Jazz."

"Got it, dude!" Jazz smiled giving a thumbs up.

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The two ran in finding the young leader with his laser rifle and trying not to cry.  "Optimus sir!" Prowl shouted worriedly as he ran over and gently picks Optimus up in his arms "You okay sir?"  The little leader only whimpered trying not to tear up.  Prowl slowly looked the small Autobot commander over.

"Me...bad?" Oppie asked.

Prowl shook his head.  "No sir." he said gently "You just got us worried that's all."

"Sowwy..." the leader said sadly

"You don't have to be sorry, sir." said Prowl "Are you hurt?"

Oppie shook his head. "nu-uh".

Prowl sighed in relief.  "That's good." he said "What were you trying to do with your laser gun?  It's a bit too big for you."

"Pway?" Oppie asked.

"Ahh....How about you play with Bumblebee?"

"Bee!" Oppie giggled.  Prowl smiled as he hand little Optimus over to Bumblebee.

"Hey, you," Bumblebee smile tickling his leader.  The young one only giggled.  There was the sound of a femme Autobot crying coming from down the hall.  "Uh oh, I think I know who that might be.  Should I check it out?" Bumblebee asked.

Prowl sighs.  "I'll go.  You stay and watch Prime." he said.

"Okay."

"Where Prowl goes?"

"To find another friend of ours.  C'mon, let's go play in the other room where it's safe," Bumblebee said as he carried little Optimus to the Rec Room.

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Prowl followed the source of the crying.  He followed it to Gadget's Laboratory.  Oh Primus!  I hope she didn't seriously hurt herself in there.  Her things are dangerous to her now...  He carefully opens the door and looked into the room.  A chibi sparkling Gadget was crying on the floor next to a broken clock.  The clock was expensive and measured a few other things besides time.  Gears where on the floor around her and she had a few tools there too.  She was sobbing her little optics out.

"...I BAD...  I BAD..." she sobbed.

Prowl came over and gently lift her into his arms.  "Shhh, calm down Gadget."

"WANT DOWN! WANT DOWN!  MUST FIX!"  She kicked and bit his arm hard.

Prowl wince but held onto still.  "No." he said "You could hurt yourself."

"I BROKE!  WANT FIX!  I BAD!  CAN'T FIX!  WANT KEEP TRYING!"  She bit down hard again, kicking with all her might until he finally let go.  She landed on all fours, but got back up and started trying to fix the clock again.  She tried to hold the tools right and get the gears and pieces to fit.  She screamed in frustration.  "I BAD!  I BAD!  CAN'T FIX!  CAN'T FIX!" she wailed.  She kept trying and eventually hurt herself even more, making an open wound bigger and start to leak.  She disrupter screamed and started to throw a fit from her inability to fix the clock and her now worse wound.

Prowl looked shock and tried to grab at her again.  "Gadget you got to calm down." he said trying to sound calm himself "You are going to get yourself hurt more."

"But Gadget bad!  Gadget no can fix!"

"You're not bad."

"Yuh huhs...I no can fix!" she sobbed.  "I spose fix!  I can't!  I bad!"  Prowl was trying to think of something else to cheer her up when suddenly something, or better yet, someone was biting his leg again.

"Papa make good toy," Grimlock genki smiled, numming on Prowl's leg.

"Grimlock!" Prowl commanded "I TOLD you my leg is not a chew toy!"

"...Okay...Me stop..." he whimpered letting go.  Gadget was still wailing away, too upset to notice Grimlock.

Prowl sighed and bent down.  He pat Grimlock on the head.  "I'm sorry to upset you, but can you find something else to chew on?  Some toy or something and not my leg?"

Gadget took the opportunity to get out of Prowl's arms and run away in hysterics.  "I BAD!  I NO FIX! I NO FIX!  I BAD!" she screamed as she ran down the hall.

"Gadget!" Prowl called after her.

She just wailed and continued her rant of being a bad inventor as she ran out of sight.  "Grimlock want toy?" Grimlock said, drawing Prowl's attention back to him.  He sighed and picked up the sparkling dino-bot.  He went into Gadget's lab hoping to find something.  He looked around but knew if he took even one wrench, a grown up Gadget would be upset about it.  He found a metal bin labeled "Old Tools to Discard or Recycle" and decided to go looking in there.  He got a good strong grip on Grimlock with one hand and searched the bin with the other.  He found an old wrench that was pretty much clean and good to go.  The only thing wrong with it was both sides had been so overused and bent, it couldn't turn a bolt anymore.

He went over to a sink and cleaned it off really well before handing it to Grimlock.  "There now, does that work?"  Grimlock took it in his teeth.  He just nodded happily, numming on the broken wrench.  "...That problem solved..." Prowl sighed.  Then Prowl went off to find the little femme.

Her crying could be heard as he neared the end of a hall.  She was huddled in the corner, sobbing her optics out.  Her voice processor was getting horse from her hysterics.  "...I bad...  No can fix..." she sobbed weakly.

He slowly knelt down in front of her.  "Gadget..."

"Go way...  I bad...  No fix..." she squeaked.

"Come on Gadget, I know you can once we figure out to get you all your normal size and ages again."

"Weally?  I no...fix...  Cause I too littles?" she sniffled.  In her little fit, she had almost forgotten the slash on her arm leaking energon.  Prowl smiles and nods.  "...Kays...I's unnerstands now..." she sniffled, calming down a bit.  Then she noticed her arm and screamed, crying all over again, her voice processor giving out.  Prowl gently gather her into his arms again.  She cuddled against him, silently sobbing in pain because her voice processor was blown out.

Primus now what?  I'm afraid to find Ratchet.  Probably as a sparkling he can't do what use to do either.

Grimlock watched curiously, numming on the wrench.  "Gadget otay?" he asked, taking the wrench out of his mouth for a second.

"I think so, but I'm not a medic like Ratchet."  Grimlock shrugged and went back to chewing on the wrench.  Prowl sighed as he headed towards the main room where he left Jazz and some of the other Autobot sparklings.  He dropped off Grimlock.  "Stay here and play nice.  I'm going to get some help for Gadget."

"Hey Prowl.  I thought it was Gadget.  She okay?" asked Bumblebee.  Little Optimus looked concerned from his arms.

"I think so Bee." said Prowl "I just wish Ratchet wasn't a sparkling..."

"What do you mean?  Found him in his office already?  That won't be good."  Then Prowl remember he never SAW Ratchet when he came in to see the base full of small Autobots.

"He bye bye," said little Optimus.  "Go work, not here."

Prowl and Bumblebee looked at Optimus in surprised.  "Wait...that means...?  Ratchet wasn't around when this happen?" Bumblebee asked confused.

Little Optimus nods.  "Then...that's a relief.  I hope he comes back soon.  Gadget needs-..."

"What in Primus is going on here?  Wheeljack!" Ratchet called very irritated.  He just came back from long and tiresome field work and he was met with an entire base of Autobots turned sparkling.

"No be mad!  I made booboo!" cried said Autobot responsible for the mess.

"Ratchet, don't make them upset." Prowl said.

"This is NOT what I was wanting to come back too!"

"I sowwy's I made booboo!" wailed little Wheeljack as he clung to Ratchet's leg.

"Uh oh...  He's mad..." little Optimus said.  Ratchet then notice the little Autobot leader.

Prowl came over still holding onto Gadget.  "Ratchet...calm down.  Yelling won't get them back to their normal sizes and ages."

"O-Optimus sir?" he asked curiously.  Little Optimus just nodded shyly, hiding against Bumblebee.  Ratchet's optics softened a bit.  He then stared at the very upset and very sorry little Wheeljack.  He stared back up with watery optics.

"I...sowwy..." he sniffled.  Prowl watched this.

Ratchet's tough exterior melted as he gently scooped up the distraught sparkling.  "You're really sorry?" he said in a more paternal manner.  The smaller Wheeljack nods his head, still sniffling.  "Okay then.  I guess it's up to me to try and fix this huh?"  Little Wheeljack looked down again.

"I IS sowwy..."

"That's okay.  I'm used to you messing things up now anyway," he said with a rare smile as he patted little Wheeljack on the head.

"How about fixing Gadget first?" suggested Prowl.

"Gadget too?  I guess this mess included everyone who was here in the base at the time."  Prowl nodded and opened his arms a bit for Ratchet to check on her.  She shied away, embarrassed at her teacher seeing her like this.

"Its okay, don't you want Ratchet to make you all better?" Prowl asked.

She shook her head.  "No...want Sir...s-see me...like this..." she squeaked out, gaining temporary strength in her vocal processor.

"Come on now," Prowl said.  She shook her head.

"No Sir...  See me..." she squeaked.  Prowl sighed.

"No what?" he said.

"Gadget...how'd you get hurt?" Ratchet asked deciding to start from the beginning.

"...I...I fall...when turn tiny...  Cl-clock fall too...  Cl-clock break...  I-I...I try...fix...I...I can't fix...  G-get hurt try to..."

Ratchet just smiled at her, a rare gesture.  "That's okay.  Everyone makes mistakes sometimes.  There's no need to be embarrassed, Gadget."

"...Sir...?  Sir not...disappointed in Gadget?" she asked shyly.

"Of course not," he said with that rare kind smile still on his face.  She sighed and coughed a little from her damaged vocal processor.  She slowly reached out her uninjured arm for him to pick her up.  Prowl smiles at this as well.  Ratchet carefully set little Wheeljack on his feet.  "Be good now," he said somewhat sternly.  He nodded and went over to the others.  He sighed and gently took Gadget out of Prowl's arms.

"...Sir...make me...better now...?" she asked looking up at him.

Ratchet nods.  "Oh and Ratchet watch for the Dinobots.  It seems they became sparklings as well.  I had to tell Grimlock twice not to use my leg as his personal chew toy." Prowl said.

"Alright, I will.  C'mon Gadget."  She nodded and rested against him, whimpering and holding her hurting arm.

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She coughed and sniffled, all the way to the med bay.  "We're almost there, you'll be okay."  He smiled and gently set his apprentice-turned-chibi on the exam table.

"Sideswipe!  Sunstreaker!  Put that down!" Prowl's voice was suddenly heard down the hall.

"Uh oh, more trouble.  They were enough trouble as younglings..."

"Ow!" Gadget whimpered as he worked on her arm.

"I know, I'm trying to help okay?" he said, switching back to the uncharacteristically kind bedside manner.  Ratchet finished her arm.  "Okay, Gadget, can you move your arm for me?"  She nodded shyly and was happy it was fully functioning again.  Ratchet smiles.

"Sir...happy," Gadget genki smiled.  "Sir...usly...not...happy..." she spoke weakly, her voice processor still not quite functioning.

Ratchet couldn't help but laugh.  "No, I guess not."  There was just something about a sparkling that made him not so grumpy anymore.  Especially little Gadget in front of him.  As an adult, she always tried to get him to lighten up a little.  She was very successful at doing so as a sparkling.  Gadget genki smiled at him again, causing him to smile again.  Then she coughed, remembering her sore processors.  She quietly and obediently lifted her head up, knowing that was next.  He carefully and gently checked the area and she giggled because it tickled a bit.  He pulled away for a moment.  She closed her eyes tight.  She winced in pain a few times and then it was over.  "Okay, Gadget.  All better."

"Thanks, Sir," she smiled.  "Bye Bye now," she said as he set her on her feet.

"Steer clear of the trouble twins."

"I will," she smiled, running off to the Rec Room.  Unfortunately, his happiness wouldn't last.  Prowl came in holding the twins, both in different arms.

He sighed heavily at the sight.  "Alright you two, what happened?"  Prowl sighed heavily as he set the double trouble mischief makers on their feet.

"Okay you two tell him." Prowl said in a serious matter.  The twins whimpered and sniffled as Sideswipe, being the more level headed one, started the story.  Prowl and Ratchet had crossed arms by the end of the story.  They gave back Ratchet's missing welder and apologized.  "Alright, it's off to Time Out for you two," sighed Prowl.

Ratchet helped Prowl escort the twins to the brig.  As they walked, he turned to Prowl.  "How long do you think we should leave them?  I mean...they are just sparklings now."

"...Hmmm....  A few breems maybe more."

"Are you sure Prowl?"

"I'll watch them.  However, that means someone has to watch everyone else."

"...Well...I...  I was just thinking...  Isn't the brig too much for just a sparkling?  I mean...it's the twins and they're just as troublesome as sparklings but..."

"It's the only logical option I come up with."

"...Alright.  For now.  I'll make up a special containment unit in the Recreation Room for future Time Outs."  Prowl nodded as he unlocked one of the cells.  He was glad to see no sparklings around.    Bumblebee was doing a good job.  Prowl set Sunstreaker inside on the bench and Ratchet set Sideswipe down next to him.  Both got out and Prowl locked the door.  The twins started to cry.

"Now don't start that.  You two know what you did.  Time Out means no fun."  Prowl just watched them cry as Ratchet left.

"I'll go help Bumblebee."  Prowl nodded, keeping an eye on the twins.