Confessions of a Geeky Girl

Cloudburst had been watching him out of the corner of her optics, doing her best not to laugh and doing her best to stifle quiet giggles.  Her bonded’s stubborn determination to master the Rubik’s Cube was endearing, to say the least, but she knew her interference would not be welcomed just at that moment.  Redstar may not have let it show often, but he constantly worried that the others thought he was simple minded.  At times it pained her to know that he felt so inferior to the others, but what he did lack in intelligence he made up for in so many other ways.  Kind, loyal, honest and gentle, she couldn’t imagine sharing her life with any other now. 

Cloudburst’s thoughts were drawn back to reality when a little finger poked her in the leg.

“Mommy?” asked the little mech.

Cloudburst smiled down at her son, “Yes, little one?”

“What’s daddy doin’?”  His little face was scrunched up in confusion as he watched his perplexed father grow more and more irritated by the infuriating cube.

“Oh, he’s trying to figure out how to solve that puzzle.”  Cloudburst cast a loving gaze towards Redstar.

The little mech tilted his head thoughtfully for a moment, considered the situation and then went over to his father to watch more closely.  Without a word his little hand reached up and gently plucked the cube from Redstar’s hands.  He turned it this way and that, studying the object when his face suddenly lit up with excitement.  Little digits moved the puzzle this way and that, rows slid around, little squares seemed to magically line up and fall into the right places and with a triumphant little nod the Rubik’s Cube was tamed. 

The sparkling held the puzzle up to his father, “Here daddy!”

Redstar’s massive hand slowly moved to take the cube back into his possession and he gave it the once over with a bemused look on his face before beaming at his son and patting him on the head.

“Well lookit you!  Ain’t you a bright littlun!”  With a twinkle in his optic he looked up at Cloudburst, “Reckon ya get that from yer ma.”

The sparkling chirruped with pride and bounded off to play some other sparkling game.

As Redstar watched him go his own way, he smiled to himself knowing that if anyone other than his son had tried to do the same he would have most likely decked them, but deep in Redstar’s spark he knew he’d never have anything but the utmost love for the little sparkling that he and Cloudburst had fought so hard for.