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Not many mechs knew it, but he really loved sweets. He loved them so much he had taught himself to make them. He knew exactly what additives and what temperatures to mix the energon with and at to get the very best treats.
Cosmos hummed as he mixed the energon and crystals smiling as it changed colors. He poured it out slowly into small cube molds. When it set it would create gelled candy treats. He would keep some for himself, but the rest he was planning on giving to Blaster for his cassettes.
He hummed happily, a catchy tune he had picked up on his last orbit and froze when he suddenly felt a presence behind him. He spun around, holding the mixing cube to his chest in shock.
Sunstreaker stared down at the smaller bot, “What are you doing.”
Cosmos shrunk down, the front liner wasn’t know as being very stable. “Making energon sweets.”
The yellow mech reached past him and grabbed one taking a sip from the tiny cube. “Not half bad,” he admitted reluctantly. He walked around the table and grabbed several cubes before Cosmos could protest. “Thanks for these.”
Cosmos watched helplessly as Sunstreaker walked away with half his treats. He looked down once the front-liner was out of sight, doing a count of what he had left. He would have just enough to give to the cassettes if he was careful with it.
He sighed, at least it wasn’t going to waste.
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The next time he made energon treats he made sure to make more, just incase someone came by while he was making them.
He looked up when the door opened and both Sunstreaker and his twin walked in. They didn’t even say anything to him as they both grabbed one of the treat cubes. He made a small sound of protest and received a glare before the twins tasted the cubes.
Sideswipe purred, “You are right Sunny these are pretty good.”
Sunstreaker growled, “Don’t call me that you slagger. So what do you say?”
The red twin moved forward and Cosmos took a step back, before he knew it he found himself trapped between the twins. Sideswipe grinned, “Yes, let’s keep him.”
Cosmos squeaked as he was picked up and tossed over Sunstreaker’s shoulder, he squirmed but his round frame made it hard to struggle. While Sunstreaker carried him Sideswipe grabbed the rest of the treat cubes.
“Put me down!” Yelled Cosmos after they had already gotten him into the hallway. He had no idea what these mechs were planning and he didn’t like it! “Put me down this instant!”
Sunstreaker chuckled, “Don’t worry, we will take good care of you.”
They came around the corner and came to an abrupt stop. He couldn’t see what was happening but he heard Sideswipe’s nervous tone, “Hey, hey Prowl. We were just heading back to our quarters.”
“Put him down.” Cosmos was dropped quickly, but Sunstreaker kept a grip on his arm.
Sunstreaker scoffed, “What is your problem Prowl? We are just picking ourselves up a mixer. It isn’t like we are going to hurt him, just keep him in our quarters.”
Sideswipe chimed in, “Yeah he can’t make us treats all the time if he’s hurt.”
Prowl glared, “Did you agree to this Cosmos.”
Cosmos shifted, “Not really. I was just making some treats for Blaster’s cassettes and myself.” He trembled under Sunstreaker’s glare, “but, but if they had asked I would make them some treats as well.”
Prowl nodded, “Let him go Sunstreaker.”
The golden yellow mech was reluctant to let him go, but eventually did so. “Fine.”
The twins stalked away and Prowl stepped forward placing a servo on Cosmos’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about them, they are annoying glitched fraggers with the social tact of sparklings, but I don’t think they meant you harm.”
Cosmos shifted, “right.” He looked around and noticed they weren’t in the ark anymore. “When did we get here?”
“Get where?” Asked Skyfire, “come on Cosmos, race you to the moon!”
They both transformed and raced happily away.
Faster and faster they raced and when Cosmos landed he turned around and frowned. Skyfire wan’t there. Before he could call out servos wrapped around him and he was pulled into a comforting hug. Prayers to Primus were whispered in his audios and he sighed happily.
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He awoke with a start, panicking when he realized he had fallen into recharge while waiting for some of his energon sweets to set. He quickly cleaned up, stacking the treat cubes on a tray he carried them towards Blaster’s room.
In the hallway he passed the twins who smirked at him as he passed. He froze for a moment and then shook the thought off.
He loved treats, but they always gave him the strangest recharge dreams.
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