Suffering in Silence (a Rescue Bot Academy fanfiction)

Chapter 23

Heatwave's POV (Going to do both, don't worry)

I was quite nervous to ask Hotshot the question because I don't really know how he would react. When I figured out when his birthday was on the Earth calendar thanks to Firefrost calculations, whom everyone soon learned it from each other. We tried to get it out of Hotshot prior, but he never said anything about it, we decided he did not care and if he didn't than we would make him. But due to it being close by the time we figured it out, I decided to wait till his birthday to ask him if he wanted me to adopt him. How he was going to react, I do not know, but I desperately wanted him to say yes. Hotshot walked up to me, more like ran, but I was not going to say anything about his choice of speed.

"Professor, I had so much fun today! It has been years since I have celebrated my birthday and for the first one celebrated in years, it was amazing!" Hotshot stated with so much excitement, he was just radiating joy. I smiled warmly at him as I picked him up and walked over to a couch that was there. He sat in my lap, leaning his helm on my chest. I held him tightly to me, content. He looked up at me, smiling, as I smiled back. "You know, you are such a dad. It's something I wished I had, but there is only so much one could wish for that is realistic."

"You could have one if you wanted. But that's up to you," I told him. He looked at me confused with a little hope in his eyes. I pet his head before allowing my servo to return to holding his back.

"What do you mean professor?" Hotshot asked quietly, as I gave him a genuine smile.

"What I mean is, Hotshot, is do you want me to adopt you? You can say no if you want to, it is your decision," I finally asked the kid. He looked at me wide eyed, clearly shocked by the question. I chose to let him answer on his own time. After a few moments, Hotshot began to cry, shocking me. I started to freak out because I truly thought I did something wrong. "Hey, it's okay, what's wrong? Was it the question I asked? Is it too soon? Do you not want me to adopt you?"

"No, no, don't worry about it. I'm actually very happy, it's just a little overwhelming. Yes, I would love to be adopted by you. Please, I'm okay, yes, yes. I'd love for you to be my dad!" Hotshot cried out, hugging me even tighter than he was before, as I held him tightly. I smiled, crying tear of joy myself as I held my new son close to me. It might take some time to get used to calling him that, but I'll never regret it. I held him close as we just sat there.

"Happy Birthday kid. I love you," I whispered to him as I took him back to my room, officially ending the party. I gotta say, it was a good day, as I finally sent in the paperwork, as I spent the night with my new son.

Hotshot's POV (same position as where Heatwave's POV started)

I had a lot of fun today as it has been a long time since I celebrated my birthday. I had all of my friends with me today as I had talked to pretty much everyone that was there as I could. Though I do wish that I could spend some time alone with Heatwave, as he was the one, I wanted to spend the most time with. Soon enough, people began to leave, one by one, as they all said happy birthday as they left. I did get a few gifts from everyone that I'd probably sort through later. The only one I did not really get a gift from was Heatwave, but I have been barely able to talk to him since we arrived here with Firefrost. Soon enough, all that was left in the room was Heatwave and me. Heatwave seemed to be in his mind as he looked at me with a distant look in his eyes. To be honest, I think Firefrost told them about my birthday, since I really did say nothing about it, and she is the only one who can calculate a Cybertronian birthday into the Earth Day that it coincided with. I watched him for a few minutes before I chose to interrupt whatever he was thinking. I ran up to him, with a smile on my face, as he looked at me, more attentive than he was a few minutes ago.

"Professor, I had so much fun today! It has been years since I have celebrated my birthday and for the first one celebrated in years, it was amazing!" I exclaimed; my excitement evident with the way I spoke. But I was really happy, you can't blame a someone for being happy to finally celebrate their birthday after so many years. Heatwave smiled and picked me up. Being in his arms calmed me down a bit, though still excited, just more relaxed. He walked over to a couch as he sat down setting me onto his lap. I relaxed as I rested my frame against his, as my head ended up against his chest area. He held me tightly against him as I felt safe within his arms. I looked up at him and smiled. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that Heatwave was more of a dad than any of the professors here. Of course, I wish I could have him as my dad, and be his family, but the chances of that are very low. Though I am grateful for the time I have spent with him since our return from Cybertron, and things since then have gotten better with the other. As I looked at him, I began to feel even more content than before. I did finally decide to break the silence that has fallen between us. "You know, you are such a dad. It's something I wished I had, but there is only so much one could wish for that is realistic."

"You could have one if you wanted. But that's up to you," he responded. I was confused by this, but I had a little hope for what he stated. I did not understand what he meant by that. I did not understand what he truly meant by that. He began to pet me a little before he returned his hand to my back. I kind of wanted him to pet me on my head again, but I decided against it as I wanted to settle my confusion.

"What do you mean professor?" I asked him. He smiled at me warmly as I held him close. I could tell by the way he looked; he seemed genuinely care. But I could never truly understand what he could be talking about.

"What I mean is, Hotshot, is do you want me to adopt you? You can say no if you want to, it is your decision," he asked me as I looked at him with my optics wide. I was not at all expecting that question. The person who I consider my dad just asked me if he could adopt me. God, that was all I wanted, I was quite overwhelmed by the question. I began to cry. I was honestly so happy by what he asked, it was a little too overwhelming for me. I really didn't know what to say, and I wasn't really sure if my voice would work say anything. I really wanted to say yes to him, but when I noticed how he was racing, I realized he was freaking out over me, probably worried with how I was acting, since I was crying and all. As I thought of it, if I know my mento well enough, he probably was planning this for a while and kept it from me to get a good moment alone with me to ask. It felt even more overwhelming, but it made me happy that he actually wanted me. But then I realized that he was freaking out because he probably thought he did something wrong, which he didn't. "Hey, it's okay, what's wrong? Was it the question I asked? Is it too soon? Do you not want me to adopt you?"

"No, no, don't worry about it. I'm actually very happy, it's just a little overwhelming. Yes, I would love to be adopted by you. Please, I'm okay, yes, yes. I'd love for you to be my dad!" I cried, holding him a little tighter. He really did want me as his child with how he reacted to me crying. He, himself, held me tighter as he seemed happy. I put my face into his chest. I honestly didn't care if he got me some physical present, him adopting me was enough for me. He seemed to cry a little himself as we sat, hugging each other.

"Happy Birthday kid. I love you," he whispered to me as he got up and held me in his arms. He headed to his room, which somehow was a place I had spent quite a few days at since returning to Earth again. He did something on a datapad quickly as he took me to his berth, as we spent the rest of the night together, both just glad to finally be a family with each other. 

A/N: So, I have one more chapter to write, an epilogue of sorts. I am still unsure if I am writing a sequel to this story, and if I do, it will be a while before I write it, let alone publish it here. I have long since forgotten what the prompt for this story was, since it was a request, and I can't seem to find it. If I do end up writing a sequel, I'll take up requests on the final A/N of the story. I hope you enjoyed the story. 

Have a nice day/night, Peace Out!