Tarn x Nickel
Blushie_Rung
Cute moment with daddy Tarn and the babs
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Ah... 3 am. The ungodly hour that every parent with a newborn knows by heart. The usual time that said newborn decides to cry at the top of its lungs because it wants to refuel. Tyranny wasn't such a problem when she was younger, but a lot more could be said about her brother, Chaos. He was absolutely restless, even Nickel would have a hard time making sure he stayed in his little crib. And when it was bedtime, things would be even harder. Well, unless Chaos just so happened to be extremely tired or sick at that time. Even if she did manage to get him to fall asleep, she still expected him to wake up around 3 am because he was hungry.

And that's where Tarn came in. The poor mech was usually the one who dealt with the little abomination when he was hungry, but he didn't mind. This was his son, after all. His other source of motivation was fueled by the pure fear that Nickel would whoop his aft if he didn't do what she said. She was the one who carried their sparklings, so she made sure Tarn was doing his part as a parent as well.

So far, there hadn't been a peep from Chaos. That was odd, considering that the little mech usually woke up around this time. Tarn fell into a false sense of relaxation and let himself continue to drift off into a deeper recharge, only to be rudely awakened by an alarm he didn't set. Chaos had finally decided to make himself be heard. He felt Nickel shift next to him on the berth and he groaned softly, already knowing what she was going to say.

"That's your cue..." The femme murmured, rolling over onto her other side and sighing heavily.

"I know..." Tarn huffed slightly, slowly sitting up and yawning leisurely. After cracking a few joints, stretching out his back, and giving Nickel a little kiss on her helm, he reached over to the nearby table for his mask and clicked it into place. The massive mech then stood from the berth and yawned again as he silently strode into the room across from the one he shared with Nickel, where Chaos was currently sitting in his crib and wailing rather loudly. "That's enough, little one..." He murmured, bending down and carefully scooping his son into his arms.

Safely in the protective arms of his sire, Chaos ceased his wailing for the time being and occupied himself by sucking on his tiny fist. He whimpered softly and pressed his little helm against his sire's massive chassis, feeling comforted by the warmth that radiated from it.

Tarn silently walked down the hall with Chaos in his arms, turning into a room and sighing lightly. He swiftly made the little mech a bottle of warm low grade energon and brought him over to a chair, sinking down into it and letting his broad shoulders sag slightly. Looking down at his tiny son, he couldn't help but smile a bit as he handed the eager sparkling the bottle.

Chaos immediately grabbed the bottle and latched onto it, drinking the glowing blue substance ravenously while staring up at his sire with wide optics.

Things were peacefully quiet for a few minutes while Chaos drank from the bottle. That is, until Tarn heard the sound of tiny pedesteps coming down the hall. Glancing up from Chaos, he spotted Tyranny standing in the doorway with one of her toys clutched in her grip. "Tyranny, dear... what are you doing up so early?"

Tyranny sheepishly shuffled over to her sire and climbed into the chair next to his so she could see. "I heard Chaos crying." She replied, peering over Tarn's arm at Chaos.

"He was just hungry." Tarn reassured her, glancing at Chaos.

"Did mama make you get up?"

Tarn stifled a chuckle and nodded slightly, noticing that Chaos was almost done with the bottle. "Yes she did. She made me do the same thing with you." He mumbled, smiling at the memories that filtered through his mind.

"She did? Was I as loud as him?" Tyranny asked with a little giggle, scooting closer to Tarn and leaning against him.

This time, Tarn let a chuckle escape as he leaned back in his chair. "Not even close." He replied, turning his head to look at Tyranny. "You were more well behaved than Chaos."

Tyranny smiled brightly and cuddled up against her sire's arm. She yawned softly and her optics drooped with drowsiness.

Chaos finished with the bottle and Tarn took it from him, setting it down so he could clean the little mech's mouth free of energon. He noticed that Tyranny was about ready to fall asleep and lightly nudged her with his elbow. "Come on, its time to go back to sleep." He purred, rising from his chair and balancing Chaos in one arm while using the other to help Tyranny hop off the chair. He led her back to her room and gave her a kiss on her helm, making sure she fell asleep before leaving quietly.

He returned Chaos to his crib, watching as the tiny sparkling easily fell asleep due to his tank being full of warm energon. He smiled and removed his mask, bending down to kiss Chaos on his helm and gently nuzzle him. With that done, he went back to his room and climbed into the berth beside Nickel, falling asleep almost immediately.

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