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Set two months after the wedding, Miranda and Bonkers get a visit from Miranda's father. Enjoy.

Father’s Visit


The warm California sun shined bright in the sky as a motorcycle came whizzing down the road, palm trees on either side. A police car followed blaring it’s siren and flashing its red and blue lights. “Stop in the name of the law.” Came Bonkers voice over the horn. Andrew the red haired officer beside him smiled but kept his attention on the task at hand.

Andrews eyes widened as he saw the motorist drive close to an intersection. Andrew grabbed his police cap as if to stop it from falling off. “Bonkers he’s heading left on the South side.” The cars engine revved up and the car sped up faster down the road.

“There’s not much cover there. We’ve got him now.” Bonkers said then slammed on the gas. They sped off after the motorist but just a few miles down the road the motorist swerved into a side street. Bonkers and Andrew both gritted their teeth as they were forced to slow down.

“Oh no. He turned into a residential area. This is going to be difficult.” Andrew said as he squeezed his cap that he now held in his hand.

“Don’t worry, I’ve done this a bunch of times. We’ll get that thief in no time flat.” Bonkers turned into the side road and dropped his speed to the required amount for the area. He scanned the street, suddenly he spotted a few streets and houses over the motorist they were looking for. “There he is. We have him now.” The police car took off and soon the motorist was close and in sight.

Soon Andrew saw the motorist just a head. “There he is.”

The motorist stopped as the motorcycles engine started to malfunction. They saw him trying to get it started as they stepped out of there police car.

Bonkers and Andrew saw the motorist who was really the suspect of a grocery store robbery getting really annoyed. He saw the two officers near by and his youthful brown eyes widened. The young man took off abandoning the bike.

Bonkers and Andrew looked at each other. “At least one day without a chase would be nice.” said Andrew.

“Aw, then life would be boring.” Bonkers smiled, then took off after the suspect as Andrew shook his head then followed his partner.

The young man ran into an alley tripping over some garbage cans. Bonkers found the young man, his back plastered against a brick wall. Bonkers simply stood there, a pair of handcuffs in his hand. “I believe I asked you to stop in the name of the law.” the tall Toon bobcat said calmly his tail swaying slowly from side to side. Andrew came running, nearly tripping over his stiff uniform shoes.

The young suspect was confused at seeing a large Toon bobcat in a police uniform standing there. The young man breathed out and tossed the bag of money on the ground and put his hands up.

“My boss isn’t going to be happy. He runs this part of town you know.”
The young man said as Bonkers cuffed him.

Andrew narrowed his eyes at that. “Don’t worry, we’re working on getting him too. Then there will be one less gang in this town.”

Bonkers smiled at Andrews enthusiasm.

****

Miranda set hand on her hip as she pulled the photo away, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She could feel the impatience rising in her but she puffed her breath out through her blonde bangs.

The man behind the counter stared at the female detective. The man in his mid fifties put his large hands up in an apologetic motion. “It’s true detective, I’ve never seen the guy.”

Miranda gave the man one last look, it was the same look even Bonkers didn’t like to be on the other end of. Then she breathed out and gave the man a half smile. “Alright. Sorry to have troubled you. But here’s my number in case you hear of anything.” Miranda said giving the man her business card. “If anything comes to mind, give me a call.”
Miranda stepped out of the laundry mat. She walked past a group of young men that loitered at the end of the sidewalk. “Hey lady, I’d love to give you a call.”

Miranda smiled, for these were the same three guys that hung around and annoyed her for the last three years. “Brush off guys, you’re talking to a married woman.” Then she turned and faced the oldest in the group whose smile faded when she looked at him. “And Johnny, you should focus your efforts on keeping your pool hall up to code. I hear the fines are extremely high these days.” The man gave her a serious look and the men all stayed quiet. “Yeah, sad isn’t it. Have a nice day gentlemen.”

Miranda walked back to her car where her partner waited. She ran a hand her blonde bangs before opening the drivers side door and sat down.

“You didn’t get the sodas did you.” came a young woman’s voice.

Miranda looked at the brunette beside her, a petite girl hair tied in a bun, a loose gray blouse over black pants. “Sorry Angie. I’ll spring for coffee when we get back to the precinct.”

The petite girl smiled but crossed her arms. “You said that last time but you ended up rushing to clock out.”

Miranda started the car. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey don’t worry, I get it. You couldn’t wait to see the new hubby.” The girl said with a smile. “So how is it?”

Miranda looked at her a moment, before focusing back on the road. Miranda wasn’t use to having conversations like this, especially with a new partner she just got two weeks ago. She hasn’t even told her about Bonkers, just that she was married. Miranda knew she was never the girly girl, she was never one for chatter and gossip. “Um, how is what?” Miranda asked.

The petite woman beside her laughed. “Aw Miranda, you’re so funny. Marriage silly. He must be a real dreamboat for you to settle down.”

“Uh, he’s definitely the one for me.” Then Miranda started remembering that morning and how Bonkers had awakened her with a kiss on the nose. She smiled at the memory. “He’s everything I could have ever wanted.”

Angie looked at her. “Aw, you’re so lucky to have found a guy. All the guys I meet are weirdoes. I bet your hubby is a down to earth guy, real straight cut, the picture of normal right.”

Miranda remembered how she accidentally pinched Bonkers tail in the door the other day, a long yowl escaping him. “Um, I think normal is boring.”

“Yeah you’re right.” Angie replied.

Then the car continued on its way down the road.

****

At 6:20 pm, Miranda’s old dog Charlie barked as he heard someone at the door. The door opened and Bonkers pulled his key free of the lock and bent down to pet the old dog. “Hey the there buddy. Yeah, I’m a little late. Thought I’d stop by the market before coming home.”

The tall Toon bobcat tossed his keys in a bowl on the dresser by the door. The bobcat swayed his tail as he stepped around the dog. “Come on now, I have to put this bag down.” Bonkers made his way into the kitchen and set the bag down. He saw the light on the answering machine. “Oh, a message.”
Bonkers pressed the button before taking out the groceries.

-Miranda, darlin I’m sorry it’s been a while. I just had a hard time imaging you a married woman. Especially since-well I just thought I’d give you a call. Give me a call darlin. I love you.-

Bonkers stared at the answering machine. He recognized the voice but barely. It was Miranda’s father. Bonkers remembered the man had come to the wedding but said very little. Miranda had said her father was an old fashioned rancher and new things, new ideas were hard for him to understand. Bonkers knew Miranda’s father wasn’t thrilled at the idea of his daughter marrying a Toon. But he came at Shirley’s encouragement. Also he had promised Miranda’s mother he would be at both his daughters weddings. He had to play his part as promised.
Bonkers breathed out and stared at their wedding picture on the fridge.

“Don’t worry Mr. Wright, I promise to make Miranda happy.”

***

Miranda waved at the Captain after clocking out for the evening.
“Night, see you Monday.”  

Then she left the station made her way towards her car. She glanced at her watch. “Wow, I’m really late tonight, I’d better call Bonkers so he doesn’t worry.” She shoved her hands in her pockets but she realized she left her cell phone at home. She found a quarter and jogged over to a public phone. Suddenly she saw a familiar looking man sitting at an outside café across the street. The brown hair and graying mustache and broad chin were definitely a clue to who see thought it was.

“It couldn’t be. Dad!” She waved then went to cross the street. “Dad!”

She made it across just a car passed behind her.

The man turned at the sound of the call and when he was the familiar blonde woman, he smiled and stood up catching her in his large strong arms.

“Miranda, my little girl.” Miranda was lifted off her feet. He set her down and looked at her. “Did you get my call darlin?”

“No Dad, I’ve been at work, I was just heading home now. What are you doing here? I haven’t you since the wedding.”

The older man turned his head sadly, and ran a hand through graying hair. “I know darlin it’s been a while.”

“Going on two months.” Miranda a hand on her father’s shoulder. “Dad, I miss you. I really do. And I wish you could understand.”

“I wish I could too. But darlin for me, to know my baby girl is married to a Toon. It’s just hard.”

Miranda took her father’s hand looking at him kindly. “Dad, Bonkers is a good person, and he makes me happy.”

“I know that. I have no doubt he’s a nice guy. But Darlin, he’s a Toon.” They stared at each other across the small table. “When you were little, I knew you were not a delicate girl. You helped me on the ranch and could pitch a ball further then any boy in town. That’s why I wasn’t surprised when you told me you joined the police academy. You were definitely my girl.”

Miranda smiled at him. She knew how much her father loved her, but she also knew she had to find a way to make him understand how much she and Bonkers were meant to be together.

He took her other hand, looking into her eyes, she could feel the concern and love in his warm brown eyes. She knew she was so much like her father, so there had to be a way for him to understand.

“Miranda, I just want to know if this is what you really want. You’re still young and-” He ban but she didn’t let him finish.

“Daddy, we love each other, this what I want more than anything in the world.” She smiled gently at him.  “Listen, it’s getting late, Bonkers will be worried. Why don’t you come over for dinner. He’s been asking when you would visit. Today is a good a day as any. What do you say?”

Miranda’s father leaned back in his seat. The older man, hair graying with age, his mustache heavy beneath his nose, he thought about how much he loved his youngest daughter and how he promised his late wife to be civil to the man that she married.  A quirky smile came to the mans handsome face.

“Sure Darlin, why not. I guess it’s time I got to know the guy that’s captured my girls heart.”

Miranda smiled and tossed her arms around him. “Oh Dad, you’ll see it will be great. I’ll call him and tell him you’re in town and coming over for dinner.”

***

Bonkers heard the microwave timer and slid into the kitchen. His fuzzy toon slippers giggling. “Oh come on, I just dozed off, it’s been a long day.” He took the bowl out of the microwave and heard the phone ring. “Oh, I hope that’s Miranda. It’s getting late.”

The tall Toon bobcat slid over to the phone. “Next time I won’t wax the floors.” he grabbed the receiver. “Miranda, hey Sweetheart where are you? It’s really late.” Bonkers listened then dropped the receiver. Then he picked it up again when he heard her calling his name. “Uh yeah, that sounds great. Don’t worry about a thing. I will have everything under control here.”

Bonkers squeezed the phone cord as he spoke. “Uh huh. Yes, don’t worry. I’ll see you soon Sweetheart.”

Bonkers hung up the phone then shouted in the kitchen, pulling on his honey blonde hair. “I can’t believe her father is coming over and this place is a mess. It’s bad enough he doesn’t like me, now I have to get dinner ready and clean up and make everything look normal so her father won’t worry about her so much. This won’t be any fun.” His tail dragged behind him as he slowly walked out of the kitchen.

The tall Toon bobcat went to work cleaning up the apartment and starting dinner. Bonkers quickly seasoned a chicken and tossed it in the oven on high. Then put some potatoes and vegetables to simmer on low. He opened a kitchen window to air out the apartment then went to work picking up the laundry and emptying out the garbage cans.

He shoved the laundry in the hamper but it was full. “Oh great, we forgot to do laundry last weekend. Why did we forget the laundry?” Then he remembered the last weekend and a smile came to his fuzzy face. “Oh, right.” He blushed at the memory but worked to squeeze the clothes in as much as the hamper would hold.

Bonkers ran into the bathroom to clean it but he tripped on the rug and went head over tail and landed on his back. His toon slippers laughing. “Not funny.” He got up stiffly. “I have to get this place in order before they get here.”

He worked quickly as possible, glad he still had much of his Toon ability. “Desert!” He grabbed some eggs and flour and started preparing the cake mixture. He caught sight of his reflection in the toaster. He blonde hair standing on end, his fur all bristly, his house clothes all dingy. “ I’d better wash up.” He checked the food, it had more time, enough for him to wash up and get all dressed.

But he jumped as he heard keys in the door. “Oh no. They’re here already.”

“Bonkers?! I’m home. Sorry I’m late Honey.” Miranda smiled as she smelled the food cooking. “Wow, are you cooking? Smells great. Bonkers?”

Mr. Wright looked around and saw the apartment was in good shape. He smiled at his daughter. Didn’t know he could cook.”

“We both needed to learn.” She smiled.

“So where is my son-in-law.” Mr. Wright sat himself on the sofa.

“Maybe he’s in the room. I’ll get him.” Miranda hurried into the bedroom and found Bonkers laying on the bed with the sheet over his head.

“Bonkers?”

“He hates me I know it.”

Miranda came and sat down next to him and pulled the sheet away. “Bonkers, you’re being too hard on yourself. My Dad likes you, it just takes time for an old rancher like him to get use to the fact his youngest daughter is a married woman.” She leaned in a kissed him. “You’ve done great so far, the place looks great and dinner smells wonderful. “Come on, he wants to see you. You asked me when he would visit, now he’s visiting.”

Bonkers covered himself with the sheet again. “Is it too late to tell him I’m sick?”

Miranda smiled and tugged the sheet away. “Yes it is. And besides, one night won’t kill you. Besides I think you and Dad will find you have a lot in common.”

 Jonathan Wright smiled as he saw his daughters wedding portrait on the wall over a small side table. He never saw his daughter look more beautiful. He stood up and walked over the portrait. It was just amazing for him to realize his daughter; the little rough and tumble girl who didn’t even flinch at a bucking horse or get squeamish at a bucket of bugs, was a grown woman.

He knew the years had passed so quickly. It seemed one moment she was twelve, the next she moving out to be a police officer. But that made him proud. To know his daughter was up holding the law. Like her grandfather. Jonathan knew his father was a tough county ranger and he knew his daughters love of police came from him.

He stared at the portrait, he shook his head and smiled again, seeing his daughter in that beautiful white dress, hair all done up like a princess.

“Where did the time go?” He said to himself.

He thought about Bonkers and how sweet the Toon could be. But he still thought the toon would not be able to truly make his daughter happy. But there was nothing he could do but have a little faith and maybe everything would be alright.

“Hey, sorry, I was changing out of my work clothes.” Miranda said as she came out of the room in a shorts and a blouse. “I’ll set the table.”

Bonkers stood there as Jonathan looked at him. The toon bobcat had faced criminals less frightening then this tall human. “Hello Mr. Wright, I’m glad you could come.” Bonkers went to shake the mans hand but he was shocked when the man grabbed him gave him a big bear hug, and clapping him on the back. Bonkers was almost out of breath.

“I’m glad to be here. I know it’s been a while. I can tell you’re a good cook, that’s good to know my boy.”

Bonkers ears drooped past his shoulders as he stared at the tall human. A tough rancher indeed. “Uh, thanks. Can I get you anything?”

“No don’t worry about it, let’s just get dinner on the table. I’m starved.”

Bonkers went to Miranda, getting close behind her as she set the glasses down. “I didn’t know he was so--big.”

Miranda chuckled. “It will be fine. Just loosen up, you’ll be fine.”

But as the night went on, things didn’t go as smoothly as he hoped.

First Bonkers went to pour Jonathan a glass of wine but he was so nervous he spilled the wine. Then the cake Bonkers had in the oven burned and to top it all off Jonathan was allergic to Bonkers fuzzy toon slippers that kept rubbing on his leg while they drank tea after dinner.

Bonkers tossed his slippers in the bedroom and shut the door, but he shut the door on his own tail which made him jump and screech like an ally cat. Miranda ran to him while Jonathan stared wide eyed.

“Bonkers Honey, are you okay?” She knelt beside him.

“No I’m not.”  Bonkers stood up and walked over to the living room window and stared out at the night sky. “Oh Miranda, I wanted everything to be perfect, but now your father will never like me.”

Miranda her arms around him.

Jonathan realized Bonkers was the sweetest, loyal, bravest little guy he had ever met. If anyone could make his daughter happy it was Bonkers.

Bonkers heard a hardy laughter come from Jonathan and his ears drooped even more. The man came over and set a hand on each of their shoulders.

“Bonkers my boy, nothing is ever perfect. I know you’ll always do the very best you can for my darlin here.” Miranda smiled. “I know you two will be just fine. Bonkers my boy, you’re fine in my book.”

Bonkers brightened up and smiled as he looked at him. “Really?” Bonkers jumped up and hugged the big man, surprising him. “Oh thank you Mr. Wright. I promise, I’ll make Miranda happy. I won’t let you down.”

Jonathan smiled as the toon bobcat stood on his own two feet. Miranda stood next to him, her arm around him.

“Miranda Darlin,” Jonathan started. “I’m sorry about all this. “I just wanted to be sure you were happy. And I see now you and Bonkers will be happy for a long time.”

“Thanks Daddy.”

“Yeah, Thanks Daddy.” Bonkers laughed.

“Call me Jonathan.”

They all smiled at one another.

“Say, I know a good restaurant that’s open late.” Jonathan started. “Come on, desserts on me.”

Miranda and Bonkers smiled then hugged for they knew everything would be okay. Bonkers and Miranda went to change their clothes while Jonathan went and stared out at the night sky.

“Our little girl is okay Honey. She has your spunk. So I know she’ll be fine. But keep an eye on them, just in case.”

Miranda and Bonkers came out of the room dressed and ready to go. “Hey Jonathan, did I ever tell the story of the time when Miranda and I went to Japan after defeating a ton called Zee-bot.”

Miranda rolled her eyes. “Maybe that’s not the best story to tell right now.”

“No, you haven’t.” Jonathan replied rather intrigued. “Never seen the place myself.”

Miranda shook her head, but smiled for she knew everything would be alright. As long as they were together, Bonkers and Miranda would always be alright.

The End















 
A Penguin plushie for Penguin by Peaceblossom262
A Penguin plushie for Penguin
Enjoy this handmade penguin plush :) It was a lot of fun making it.
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This is a Transformers Prime story about the start of Little Vector life, Arcee and Jack’s son, Brightshine’s little brother. Brightshine is about eleven in this story give or take.


New Addition

Part one

The night air was gloomy and filled with static. Brightshine could feel her insides buzzing. She peered out the window at the dark clouds and intermittent sparks of lightening.  She hugged her yellow bumblebee plush tight to her chest.

“I hope Mommy’s okay out there.” She said to herself.

The sound of sliding doors caught her attention and Jack walked in, his dark hair standing on end.  “Hey, what are you doing up? You should be deep into recharge young lady.”

Jack smiled at the small gray bot near him. He saw through the window lightening flash again and Brightshine jumped a little. The young bot climbed down and cuddled into her father’s waiting arms. “Why does it feel so strange Daddy. My insides feel all wiggly.”

Jack tucked his robe around himself before sitting with her on the bed by the window.

“It’s the lightening. Sometimes a lightening storm can make the ions in the air shift, causing all kinds of strange stuff to happen. Even those made of metal can feel it.”

The young girl smiled at her father as she ran her hands through his messy hair. “You too Daddy.” She giggled.

Jack nuzzled his nose against her cheek as they both laughed. “Me too.”

Jack settled his daughter into her bed.  “Get some rest. Mommy will be home soon.”

“Can you stay with me Daddy? Until Mommy comes home.”

Jack was about to object but he couldn’t resist his daughters beautiful eyes. “Sure sweetheart. Until she gets home.”

Jack made a bed for himself and lay there with his hands behind his head. He thought about the night before, and how he didn’t want Arcee to leave in the middle of such a storm.

The ion storm had been reeking havoc on many of the equipment at the base and causing all kinds of annoying physical disturbances for the bots.  Sudden sparks that reminded him of people who got hiccups except the sparks usually toasted something. Sudden bouts of magnetism, yeah seeing Smokescreen and Bee get stuck together for an hour wasn’t all that funny. The pressure in the air wasn’t fun either. Everybody felt like they had a constant headache. Ratchet was having a hard time keeping all the computer readings straight.

Thank goodness the storm had let up now, but the gang was low on energon and Arcee had offered to go. But with the storm, and those beasts out there, he couldn’t let her go. But of course there wasn’t any real way he could stop her. His beautiful yet stubborn wife.  And he loved her all the more for it.

Jack glanced over at his daughter who had fallen into power down mode fairly quickly. He knew she felt better when he was around when Arcee was out on a mission.  This he knew as he reached over and touched her sweet face, then got up to stare out the window.

“I hope you’re on you’re way back. Be safe out there.”


****

Safe was where she should have been. Arcee ducked as a boulder came flying past her head. She flipped out her laser blasters and shot back a few rounds to avoid getting socked again.  She heard the noise and she knew it wasn’t too far.

“Scrap. I thought we destroyed all these things already.”  She ran to a large rock side pressing her back to the rock as she stayed still and listened.  The storm winds blew about her, and she could feel tiny sparks within her systems.  “As if this storm isn’t bad enough, I had to run into this thing.”   

Over the howling of the winds, and the intermittent sparks from her systems, she could hear the beasts footsteps near by, and the low rumble in the beasts throat. Arcee leaned over slightly to see where exactly was the beast but suddenly she realized it was gone. She jumped out from behind where she had been hiding, she hated hiding.  But the beast was gone indeed.  

“Where did it go? Something that big has to leave tracks.”  The true soldier she was would have stayed and fought the creature but truth was she was low on energy and the ion storm was messing with her systems, making tracking not that easy.  

She hated the fact she had to leave a cash of energon to escape this creature. But she planned on going back for it. The team needed it. Maybe she should have asked one of the others to come with her. But she had all but argued with Jack, and figured she’d use the mission as an excuse to have some time to herself.

“In the middle of a storm. Maybe this wasn’t such good idea.”  She said.

Brightshine and Jack flashed through her mind. Her family was there waiting for her. She had to get back in one piece. Or Jack would never forgive her.

Just then her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of commotion near by. A few yards off. Not too far were a system of caves. She saw two of the large dragon like creatures fighting each other.  Their claws out swiping at one another, tales lashing out, the roars echoed in the air.  Not the place anybody should have been.

Then she noticed two things. One a cash of energon and two, a red and silver bot trying to avoid being stepped on. She tried to use her scanner but it was malfunctioning due to the storm. She had to rely on plain eyesight to figure out who was it out there in danger of being stepped on. She took in air, though it wasn’t necessary, then made her way into the open and jutted from boulder to tree to tree. She stood there watching the fight and it hit her like lightening. That flashy finish, those yellow rims, the black tires- that bot out there was Knockout.

“What in the All Spark is he doing out here. The last time I heard he went a wall.” She leaned closer to the tree and watched. She smiled to herself a moment. She remembered all the times they met in battle. “That jerk deserves to get stepped on.”  She spotted the energon. “How can I get to it without being a victim myself.”

She thought about the team, and her family. Optimus was counting on her, and Jack and Brightshine needed her. She checked her blasters. They seemed to be intact for now. Her systems seemed to be calmer now. Less sparks. The storm must be letting up.

She had been out here for nearly two days already. She had to get back as soon as possible. The team needed the energon. It was a big risk, but to help the team, it was worth it.  She jumped out and ran towards the two fighting dragons. Blasters firing, her legs moving swiftly.  

“Over here you giant bug eaters!”  She shot  off a couple of rounds and the larger of the two dragons turned his head and spotted her.

Knockout was huddled with his arms covering his head when he heard the voice. It couldn’t be. He had to be hearing things. He looked up and saw the Autobot Arcee running in, blasters firing.

“Oh Great. As if these dragons weren’t bad enough.” The smaller dragon stayed by Knockout while the other went for Arcee. “Smart beasts. No wonder why Megatron couldn’t control them.” Knockout mumbled to himself.  The beast ran towards Arcee, tale lashing wildly its roar echoing in her audio receptors.  Knockout stood up and backed his way against a rock watching. “She always was a fighter that one.”

As Knockout watched he saw everything go from bad to worse.  He watched as the dragon attacked the female autobot, the roaring of the beast and the howling of the storm combining into one thunderous echoing sound.

Knockout almost felt bad, almost. Just then he realized as he wasn’t safe either.  The other dragon stood over him, large teeth gleaming in the moonlight.  Knockout wished his energy reserves hadn’t been depleted.  He whisked out his lightening staff, but the beast snatched it away, as Knockout watched his precious lightening staff get snapped in two, each piece falling to either side of the large beast.

“And I really liked that thing.”

Suddenly the beast moved to the energon and started crunching on it. “Oh great, there goes my shopping trip.” The red bot complained.

Arcee was knocked to the ground, she used the side of her blaster to fend off the beast. She saw through the corner of her optic the other dragon and how it crunched on the dwindling pile of energon. “No!”  She rolled out of the way as a giant clawed foot came down on her.  “Don’t let it get the energon!” She shouted at Knockout.

Knockout knew he had to save some of the energon.  At least for himself.  

Arcee got to her feet and ran for the caves. Suddenly a large claw wrapped itself around her. What did this thing want with her.  She saw Knockout trying to grab some energon blocks but having trouble escaping the smaller beast.

“If you want to get out of this in one piece, help me.” She shouted at him.

Knockout waved at her with a nervous smile. “It wants you not me.” He glanced at the other beast.

“Oh really. Who do you think it will go after next when it’s done with me. Get me out of this and you might survive to fight another day.”

Knockout breathed out. A strange habit the bots had. “Fine.  My paint job’s scratched already.”  He used his last bit of reserves and let loose a barrage of blasts at the creature.  It dropped Arcee and she landed with a thud on the ground. She could feel herself drained.  She just avoided a giant foot, feeling like this is what Jack and the others must have felt like the first few days with the Autobots. She took off in Knockouts direction.

Soon they stood there eye to eye.  “If it weren’t for these dragons, I would have beaten you senseless.”

Knockout scoffed at her. “Same here.”  

They both jumped as they avoided the beasts tale.  Just then a boulder came tumbling down the cave side and hit one of the beasts.  But in the confusion, Arcee was hit by the beasts giant tale.  Knockout just avoided a foot.  “Wonderful. As if my paint job wasn’t scratched enough.” Complaining at the sight of his rear fender and the gash of scratched paint and discoloration.  He felt his systems reserves lowering even further.

“Now I know how Starscream must have felt like when he was out on his own.”  He dusted himself off and saw the beast ran off.  It’s rival was crushed under the boulder and he saw Arcee under it’s exposed tale.  The red Doctor blinked.  “Well, it’s the survival of the fittest dearie.” He was about to turn and go when he saw her move and heard her making a noise.  “She’s alive?”

Knockout could see she was leaking energon and her systems sparked.  He came closer, a little unsteady himself.  He knew he was out here looking for energon, and she must have been as well.  He knew their battle had not been with each other but against a common enemy. The dragon creatures. He could just leave her there, but he thought about the first time he saved a life. The innocent spark no one wanted, and it felt wonderful. If she had battled him, her defeat would be necessary. But their battle was not with each other.  Something made him pull her out and he looked at her, her optics closed, he could hear the soft humming of her inner workings as they still functioned.

“Scrap. Why am I doing this?” He tossed her over his shoulder and ran for the caves as the storm started to rage again. Even his systems starting sparking.

He made his way into the dark cave his front lights providing just enough visual. He dropped her on the ground and stared outside. The storm continued with no end in sight it seemed. He had no equipment on him. No real weapons or medical supplies.

He figured being out here was better then being enslaved by Megatron. But now he was starting to think he made a mistake trying to strike out on his own.  For one thing his paint definitely saw its better days. But he couldn’t take the craziness anymore. Even with all the work he had done for Megatron, the leader of the Decepticons still insulted him.

“Too bad I had to leave the kid there.” He said aloud.  “He’s too young anyway. This storm would have fried his systems in a spark beat.”

“Kid?”

Knockout turned to see Arcee barely being able to sit up against the cave wall.  She felt every part of her body hurt. And humans thought being made of metal was better.

“So you survived.  Well, at least that means I don’t have to waste time burying you.”

She ignored him and looked out at the storm.  “Why?”

Knockout looked at her. “Why what?”

“Why did you save me?” She shifted her weight and supported herself better against the cave wall. She was still leaking energon. “You could have ran off to sit by Megatron’s feet.”

Knockout clenched his teeth as he leaned close to her. “I don’t sit by anyone’s feet.”  He nearly growled at her.  Then he turned from her again.  “As you said, helping would be the way for us both to survive.  Megatron’s goals do not suit me anymore.”

Arcee shut her eyes a moment as a sharp pain hit her.  “What are you talking about? You mean you left Megatron?”

“I’d call it, striking out on my own.  But it’s not as glorious as it first seemed. But at least I’m not at the mercy of his insane rants.”

“And these dragons are any better.”  Arcee added.

Knockout glanced back at her.  “We all knew taking the dragons on our side wasn’t a good idea. They’re wild, unpredictable.  But Megatron put his trust in Shockwave, mighty scientist of Cybertron. One of the few who stayed on Cybertron after it supposedly went dark.”

“You mean there were still people on Cybertron when we left?”

“The war took it’s toll on the planet to be sure. But there were still some areas with working bases and even laboratories. There were even rumors of a unit of female autobots that still lived there. Though, it’s just rumor. The planet was really for the worst. I doubt anyone still survives there now. That’s why everyone, Autobot or Decepticon took to space.”

Arcee felt very heavy hearted. It would have been wonderful to know if there were more of her kind still alive out there.  Then she thought about the team, and her family.  She had to get back to them.  She shifted trying to see if her communicator still functioned. There was nothing but static.  A sharp pain hit and she fell over.  Knockout turned and saw her.

He knew he should do something.  “You’re still leaking energon. At this rate you’ll die within hours.”  

“Don’t touch me. I’ll die knowing I did what was right.”  She closed her eyes and lay there. “Besides, why would you help me?”

Knockout was relieved she was ok for now. Just resting herself.  He sat down by her after a while and scoffed. “You did save me.  As a doctor I should do something to repay you. As you said, live to fight another day.”

Arcee could not help but smile at that.  They sat there quiet for a while.

Knockout thought about when he first came to work for Megatron. He was a trained medical officer but he at times thought of himself as the mad doctor. Perhaps it was because he took liberties to try experiments when he could, what would work and what didn’t. He knew all his classic medical training but often told himself as he once told his good friend Breakdown he was better at breaking them then fixing them. It was more often then not Knockout was the ‘do what you can when you can’ kind of doctor.  But in recent years he found himself feeling a need for something. But what, he wasn’t sure.  He loved a street race, and keeping himself well detailed. But he felt something in him wasn’t the same as it was before.  And it started when he saved that innocent spark.

Yes, Airacnid’s child whose father she didn’t want anyone to know was Megatron. The evil spider was too devilish to care for anything as perfect, as a new spark. But in war, a child would surely die.  That is, unless Knockout had not saved it.  

“Hey.”  Knockout was brought out of his memories by her voice. “You mentioned a kid before. What kid?”

“I don’t need to tell you.” He scoffed.

“Hey. If I’m gonna die, at least humor me with a story.” She said.

He looked at her.  “Remember when Airacnid use to work with Megatron.”  Arcee clenched her fist at the spiders name.  “She was sparked by him.”

Arcee opened her eyes and looked at him.  “You’re lying.”

“Why would I? Being the evil witch she is of course, just before she left us, she asked me to destroy the child. But I couldn’t. I secretly extracted it from her and cared for it, but being out of her body it grew weak and would have perished. I used the CNA of the fallen Hard-Shell to revive the child. The spark grew strong and survived.  Then Megatron and this whole thing with the beasts started.  I argued with Megatron and took off.  I know if I returned my life is shot. I only wish I had taken the boy with me. But he seemed adept to his new role as assistant medical officer.”

Arcee tried to sit up again.  She was shocked at his story, though she wasn’t sure it was the truth.  “So you’re saying Megatron has a child he doesn’t even know about?”

“Technically the child, is more Hard-Shell then the other two.  But I must say he’s nothing like the insecticons or his evil mother.”

Arcee stared at Knockout a moment.  “You care about the boy don’t you.”

“Of course.  Megatron’s lust for power blinds him to the simple fact that our race will be gone in a matter of years if a new generation of cybertronians doesn’t come about. I had to get out of there.”

“Well, at least you’re not completely heartless.” She doubled over as another pain hit her.  

“Aren’t your team mates coming for you or something.”

“My communicator is busted. The storm.”


***

“Ratchet, there has to be a way of reaching her.  What if something happened to her?”

Jack bar raided the doctor with questions on the whereabouts of his beloved as Brightshine stood behind him holding his shirt.

“Mommy’s coming home right?”

Ratchet looked down at the tiny grey bot, his spark aching.  “We’ll find your mother little one, I promise.”


***

Suddenly Arcee was hit with another pain and the energon that leaked from her body increased.  She closed her eyes and Knockout realized she passed out from the exhaustion and weakness. He checked her and realized she wasn’t going to last much longer.  He could just leave her to die. But if her team came to find her, they would blame him. And what was worse Megatron, or a team of Autobots intent on kicking his tin hide.

He shook her. But she didn’t respond.  She was fading fast. He racked his brain. There had to be a way to save her, at least to stabilize her until they found her.  He may have been an out cast, but he still valued his life.  He was intent on getting back to Hard-Wire some day. The lightening from the storm flashed and he nervously tried to think.

Then it hit him. There was one way to stabilize someone who was dieing of energon depletion. When there was no equipment around, no medical tools at hand, there was one old practice that saved many bots. But he couldn’t. Could he.  As a doctor he knew it was true. But would it be right.

“Of course. If she is to survive, I have to.”  He leaned close her seeing the pain on her unconscious face.  The tips of his fingers lightly brushed her face.  He wouldn’t lie, she did have lovely features.  He knew she was fading quickly.

He reached for her chest plating and stopped a moment.  “I do this only to save your life. And in turn, it will save mine.”  He opened her chest plating and the inner platting to reveal her spark chamber. It gleamed brightly but flickered.  He gave a deep sigh then opened his own chest platting revealing his own stronger spark. He had not been injured and his spark beat strong and healthy.  He leaned closer to her chest and felt the two sparks fuse together. The light shined in his eyes as the storm raged outside.  It felt strange and weird but somehow warm and comforting. He could feel her spark beating stronger and he knew she would survive. After a while, he fell back, feeling slightly drained as his chest plating closed. Hers closed as well and he could see a brightness come to her face again.

Knockout rubbed his head a moment feeling a bit foggy.  “I don’t think I’ll do that again anytime soon.”  He stared at her and couldn’t understand why he was glad she would survive.  Maybe because it meant Optimus and his team wouldn’t beat him senseless.

Yeah that was it.

He stared at her and saw her twitch. She was starting to regain consciousness. He stood up and saw the storm was letting up.  His systems were working better.  There were no signs of the beasts anywhere for miles.  

Arcee opened her optics as she heard a crackling sound.

--Arcee! This is Ratchet, can you hear me. Where is your position?--  Arcee put a hand to her head and sat up. She looked around barely remembering her conversation with Knockout. She moved her hand and it touched a small cube of energon.

“He must have rescued it from the dragons.”  She stood up a bit unsteady.  “I’m here Ratchet. A bit beaten up by the storm, but in one piece.” She realized because the storm let up, her systems were working well again.

--Mommy, we were so worried about you.--  

Arcee smiled. “I’m on my way sweetheart.”

As Arcee waited for the ground bridge, she wondered where Knockout ran off to. She wondered if it would have been possible to convince him to join the good side. She looked at the small cube of energon in her hand. Not much, but enough to give a body a jump start.  She ate the cube and stared out at the sky.

“Why did he save me?” She asked.

Suddenly she saw a ground bridge open up near her location and Jack came running through. She smiled when she saw him. So small but so strong and filled with hope.

She came to her knees and hugged him.  He wrapped his arms tightly around her.  She could feel him shaking.  “I was so worried.”  He looked at her then leaned in and kissed her.  She had to admit, she missed his kisses.  He smiled at her.  “Let’s get you home. Brightshine’s gonna be stuck to you for a while you know that right.”

Arcee laughed a little. “I hope so.”  They walked through the ground bridge together.

Just before the bridge closed, from a rock side a few meters away, Knockout stood watching. He stood up, shook his head then made his way down the cliff side.

To be continued…
Just feeling a little out of whack lately, so I'm enjoying My Little Pony soundtracks to pick myself up. Can't wait for Equestria Girls 3 Friendship Games. I'm excited to learn about Midnight Sparkle. Twilight's transformation. Aahh. And Derpy gets more screen time, yay!
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Set two months after the wedding, Miranda and Bonkers get a visit from Miranda's father. Enjoy.

Father’s Visit


The warm California sun shined bright in the sky as a motorcycle came whizzing down the road, palm trees on either side. A police car followed blaring it’s siren and flashing its red and blue lights. “Stop in the name of the law.” Came Bonkers voice over the horn. Andrew the red haired officer beside him smiled but kept his attention on the task at hand.

Andrews eyes widened as he saw the motorist drive close to an intersection. Andrew grabbed his police cap as if to stop it from falling off. “Bonkers he’s heading left on the South side.” The cars engine revved up and the car sped up faster down the road.

“There’s not much cover there. We’ve got him now.” Bonkers said then slammed on the gas. They sped off after the motorist but just a few miles down the road the motorist swerved into a side street. Bonkers and Andrew both gritted their teeth as they were forced to slow down.

“Oh no. He turned into a residential area. This is going to be difficult.” Andrew said as he squeezed his cap that he now held in his hand.

“Don’t worry, I’ve done this a bunch of times. We’ll get that thief in no time flat.” Bonkers turned into the side road and dropped his speed to the required amount for the area. He scanned the street, suddenly he spotted a few streets and houses over the motorist they were looking for. “There he is. We have him now.” The police car took off and soon the motorist was close and in sight.

Soon Andrew saw the motorist just a head. “There he is.”

The motorist stopped as the motorcycles engine started to malfunction. They saw him trying to get it started as they stepped out of there police car.

Bonkers and Andrew saw the motorist who was really the suspect of a grocery store robbery getting really annoyed. He saw the two officers near by and his youthful brown eyes widened. The young man took off abandoning the bike.

Bonkers and Andrew looked at each other. “At least one day without a chase would be nice.” said Andrew.

“Aw, then life would be boring.” Bonkers smiled, then took off after the suspect as Andrew shook his head then followed his partner.

The young man ran into an alley tripping over some garbage cans. Bonkers found the young man, his back plastered against a brick wall. Bonkers simply stood there, a pair of handcuffs in his hand. “I believe I asked you to stop in the name of the law.” the tall Toon bobcat said calmly his tail swaying slowly from side to side. Andrew came running, nearly tripping over his stiff uniform shoes.

The young suspect was confused at seeing a large Toon bobcat in a police uniform standing there. The young man breathed out and tossed the bag of money on the ground and put his hands up.

“My boss isn’t going to be happy. He runs this part of town you know.”
The young man said as Bonkers cuffed him.

Andrew narrowed his eyes at that. “Don’t worry, we’re working on getting him too. Then there will be one less gang in this town.”

Bonkers smiled at Andrews enthusiasm.

****

Miranda set hand on her hip as she pulled the photo away, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She could feel the impatience rising in her but she puffed her breath out through her blonde bangs.

The man behind the counter stared at the female detective. The man in his mid fifties put his large hands up in an apologetic motion. “It’s true detective, I’ve never seen the guy.”

Miranda gave the man one last look, it was the same look even Bonkers didn’t like to be on the other end of. Then she breathed out and gave the man a half smile. “Alright. Sorry to have troubled you. But here’s my number in case you hear of anything.” Miranda said giving the man her business card. “If anything comes to mind, give me a call.”
Miranda stepped out of the laundry mat. She walked past a group of young men that loitered at the end of the sidewalk. “Hey lady, I’d love to give you a call.”

Miranda smiled, for these were the same three guys that hung around and annoyed her for the last three years. “Brush off guys, you’re talking to a married woman.” Then she turned and faced the oldest in the group whose smile faded when she looked at him. “And Johnny, you should focus your efforts on keeping your pool hall up to code. I hear the fines are extremely high these days.” The man gave her a serious look and the men all stayed quiet. “Yeah, sad isn’t it. Have a nice day gentlemen.”

Miranda walked back to her car where her partner waited. She ran a hand her blonde bangs before opening the drivers side door and sat down.

“You didn’t get the sodas did you.” came a young woman’s voice.

Miranda looked at the brunette beside her, a petite girl hair tied in a bun, a loose gray blouse over black pants. “Sorry Angie. I’ll spring for coffee when we get back to the precinct.”

The petite girl smiled but crossed her arms. “You said that last time but you ended up rushing to clock out.”

Miranda started the car. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey don’t worry, I get it. You couldn’t wait to see the new hubby.” The girl said with a smile. “So how is it?”

Miranda looked at her a moment, before focusing back on the road. Miranda wasn’t use to having conversations like this, especially with a new partner she just got two weeks ago. She hasn’t even told her about Bonkers, just that she was married. Miranda knew she was never the girly girl, she was never one for chatter and gossip. “Um, how is what?” Miranda asked.

The petite woman beside her laughed. “Aw Miranda, you’re so funny. Marriage silly. He must be a real dreamboat for you to settle down.”

“Uh, he’s definitely the one for me.” Then Miranda started remembering that morning and how Bonkers had awakened her with a kiss on the nose. She smiled at the memory. “He’s everything I could have ever wanted.”

Angie looked at her. “Aw, you’re so lucky to have found a guy. All the guys I meet are weirdoes. I bet your hubby is a down to earth guy, real straight cut, the picture of normal right.”

Miranda remembered how she accidentally pinched Bonkers tail in the door the other day, a long yowl escaping him. “Um, I think normal is boring.”

“Yeah you’re right.” Angie replied.

Then the car continued on its way down the road.

****

At 6:20 pm, Miranda’s old dog Charlie barked as he heard someone at the door. The door opened and Bonkers pulled his key free of the lock and bent down to pet the old dog. “Hey the there buddy. Yeah, I’m a little late. Thought I’d stop by the market before coming home.”

The tall Toon bobcat tossed his keys in a bowl on the dresser by the door. The bobcat swayed his tail as he stepped around the dog. “Come on now, I have to put this bag down.” Bonkers made his way into the kitchen and set the bag down. He saw the light on the answering machine. “Oh, a message.”
Bonkers pressed the button before taking out the groceries.

-Miranda, darlin I’m sorry it’s been a while. I just had a hard time imaging you a married woman. Especially since-well I just thought I’d give you a call. Give me a call darlin. I love you.-

Bonkers stared at the answering machine. He recognized the voice but barely. It was Miranda’s father. Bonkers remembered the man had come to the wedding but said very little. Miranda had said her father was an old fashioned rancher and new things, new ideas were hard for him to understand. Bonkers knew Miranda’s father wasn’t thrilled at the idea of his daughter marrying a Toon. But he came at Shirley’s encouragement. Also he had promised Miranda’s mother he would be at both his daughters weddings. He had to play his part as promised.
Bonkers breathed out and stared at their wedding picture on the fridge.

“Don’t worry Mr. Wright, I promise to make Miranda happy.”

***

Miranda waved at the Captain after clocking out for the evening.
“Night, see you Monday.”  

Then she left the station made her way towards her car. She glanced at her watch. “Wow, I’m really late tonight, I’d better call Bonkers so he doesn’t worry.” She shoved her hands in her pockets but she realized she left her cell phone at home. She found a quarter and jogged over to a public phone. Suddenly she saw a familiar looking man sitting at an outside café across the street. The brown hair and graying mustache and broad chin were definitely a clue to who see thought it was.

“It couldn’t be. Dad!” She waved then went to cross the street. “Dad!”

She made it across just a car passed behind her.

The man turned at the sound of the call and when he was the familiar blonde woman, he smiled and stood up catching her in his large strong arms.

“Miranda, my little girl.” Miranda was lifted off her feet. He set her down and looked at her. “Did you get my call darlin?”

“No Dad, I’ve been at work, I was just heading home now. What are you doing here? I haven’t you since the wedding.”

The older man turned his head sadly, and ran a hand through graying hair. “I know darlin it’s been a while.”

“Going on two months.” Miranda a hand on her father’s shoulder. “Dad, I miss you. I really do. And I wish you could understand.”

“I wish I could too. But darlin for me, to know my baby girl is married to a Toon. It’s just hard.”

Miranda took her father’s hand looking at him kindly. “Dad, Bonkers is a good person, and he makes me happy.”

“I know that. I have no doubt he’s a nice guy. But Darlin, he’s a Toon.” They stared at each other across the small table. “When you were little, I knew you were not a delicate girl. You helped me on the ranch and could pitch a ball further then any boy in town. That’s why I wasn’t surprised when you told me you joined the police academy. You were definitely my girl.”

Miranda smiled at him. She knew how much her father loved her, but she also knew she had to find a way to make him understand how much she and Bonkers were meant to be together.

He took her other hand, looking into her eyes, she could feel the concern and love in his warm brown eyes. She knew she was so much like her father, so there had to be a way for him to understand.

“Miranda, I just want to know if this is what you really want. You’re still young and-” He ban but she didn’t let him finish.

“Daddy, we love each other, this what I want more than anything in the world.” She smiled gently at him.  “Listen, it’s getting late, Bonkers will be worried. Why don’t you come over for dinner. He’s been asking when you would visit. Today is a good a day as any. What do you say?”

Miranda’s father leaned back in his seat. The older man, hair graying with age, his mustache heavy beneath his nose, he thought about how much he loved his youngest daughter and how he promised his late wife to be civil to the man that she married.  A quirky smile came to the mans handsome face.

“Sure Darlin, why not. I guess it’s time I got to know the guy that’s captured my girls heart.”

Miranda smiled and tossed her arms around him. “Oh Dad, you’ll see it will be great. I’ll call him and tell him you’re in town and coming over for dinner.”

***

Bonkers heard the microwave timer and slid into the kitchen. His fuzzy toon slippers giggling. “Oh come on, I just dozed off, it’s been a long day.” He took the bowl out of the microwave and heard the phone ring. “Oh, I hope that’s Miranda. It’s getting late.”

The tall Toon bobcat slid over to the phone. “Next time I won’t wax the floors.” he grabbed the receiver. “Miranda, hey Sweetheart where are you? It’s really late.” Bonkers listened then dropped the receiver. Then he picked it up again when he heard her calling his name. “Uh yeah, that sounds great. Don’t worry about a thing. I will have everything under control here.”

Bonkers squeezed the phone cord as he spoke. “Uh huh. Yes, don’t worry. I’ll see you soon Sweetheart.”

Bonkers hung up the phone then shouted in the kitchen, pulling on his honey blonde hair. “I can’t believe her father is coming over and this place is a mess. It’s bad enough he doesn’t like me, now I have to get dinner ready and clean up and make everything look normal so her father won’t worry about her so much. This won’t be any fun.” His tail dragged behind him as he slowly walked out of the kitchen.

The tall Toon bobcat went to work cleaning up the apartment and starting dinner. Bonkers quickly seasoned a chicken and tossed it in the oven on high. Then put some potatoes and vegetables to simmer on low. He opened a kitchen window to air out the apartment then went to work picking up the laundry and emptying out the garbage cans.

He shoved the laundry in the hamper but it was full. “Oh great, we forgot to do laundry last weekend. Why did we forget the laundry?” Then he remembered the last weekend and a smile came to his fuzzy face. “Oh, right.” He blushed at the memory but worked to squeeze the clothes in as much as the hamper would hold.

Bonkers ran into the bathroom to clean it but he tripped on the rug and went head over tail and landed on his back. His toon slippers laughing. “Not funny.” He got up stiffly. “I have to get this place in order before they get here.”

He worked quickly as possible, glad he still had much of his Toon ability. “Desert!” He grabbed some eggs and flour and started preparing the cake mixture. He caught sight of his reflection in the toaster. He blonde hair standing on end, his fur all bristly, his house clothes all dingy. “ I’d better wash up.” He checked the food, it had more time, enough for him to wash up and get all dressed.

But he jumped as he heard keys in the door. “Oh no. They’re here already.”

“Bonkers?! I’m home. Sorry I’m late Honey.” Miranda smiled as she smelled the food cooking. “Wow, are you cooking? Smells great. Bonkers?”

Mr. Wright looked around and saw the apartment was in good shape. He smiled at his daughter. Didn’t know he could cook.”

“We both needed to learn.” She smiled.

“So where is my son-in-law.” Mr. Wright sat himself on the sofa.

“Maybe he’s in the room. I’ll get him.” Miranda hurried into the bedroom and found Bonkers laying on the bed with the sheet over his head.

“Bonkers?”

“He hates me I know it.”

Miranda came and sat down next to him and pulled the sheet away. “Bonkers, you’re being too hard on yourself. My Dad likes you, it just takes time for an old rancher like him to get use to the fact his youngest daughter is a married woman.” She leaned in a kissed him. “You’ve done great so far, the place looks great and dinner smells wonderful. “Come on, he wants to see you. You asked me when he would visit, now he’s visiting.”

Bonkers covered himself with the sheet again. “Is it too late to tell him I’m sick?”

Miranda smiled and tugged the sheet away. “Yes it is. And besides, one night won’t kill you. Besides I think you and Dad will find you have a lot in common.”

 Jonathan Wright smiled as he saw his daughters wedding portrait on the wall over a small side table. He never saw his daughter look more beautiful. He stood up and walked over the portrait. It was just amazing for him to realize his daughter; the little rough and tumble girl who didn’t even flinch at a bucking horse or get squeamish at a bucket of bugs, was a grown woman.

He knew the years had passed so quickly. It seemed one moment she was twelve, the next she moving out to be a police officer. But that made him proud. To know his daughter was up holding the law. Like her grandfather. Jonathan knew his father was a tough county ranger and he knew his daughters love of police came from him.

He stared at the portrait, he shook his head and smiled again, seeing his daughter in that beautiful white dress, hair all done up like a princess.

“Where did the time go?” He said to himself.

He thought about Bonkers and how sweet the Toon could be. But he still thought the toon would not be able to truly make his daughter happy. But there was nothing he could do but have a little faith and maybe everything would be alright.

“Hey, sorry, I was changing out of my work clothes.” Miranda said as she came out of the room in a shorts and a blouse. “I’ll set the table.”

Bonkers stood there as Jonathan looked at him. The toon bobcat had faced criminals less frightening then this tall human. “Hello Mr. Wright, I’m glad you could come.” Bonkers went to shake the mans hand but he was shocked when the man grabbed him gave him a big bear hug, and clapping him on the back. Bonkers was almost out of breath.

“I’m glad to be here. I know it’s been a while. I can tell you’re a good cook, that’s good to know my boy.”

Bonkers ears drooped past his shoulders as he stared at the tall human. A tough rancher indeed. “Uh, thanks. Can I get you anything?”

“No don’t worry about it, let’s just get dinner on the table. I’m starved.”

Bonkers went to Miranda, getting close behind her as she set the glasses down. “I didn’t know he was so--big.”

Miranda chuckled. “It will be fine. Just loosen up, you’ll be fine.”

But as the night went on, things didn’t go as smoothly as he hoped.

First Bonkers went to pour Jonathan a glass of wine but he was so nervous he spilled the wine. Then the cake Bonkers had in the oven burned and to top it all off Jonathan was allergic to Bonkers fuzzy toon slippers that kept rubbing on his leg while they drank tea after dinner.

Bonkers tossed his slippers in the bedroom and shut the door, but he shut the door on his own tail which made him jump and screech like an ally cat. Miranda ran to him while Jonathan stared wide eyed.

“Bonkers Honey, are you okay?” She knelt beside him.

“No I’m not.”  Bonkers stood up and walked over to the living room window and stared out at the night sky. “Oh Miranda, I wanted everything to be perfect, but now your father will never like me.”

Miranda her arms around him.

Jonathan realized Bonkers was the sweetest, loyal, bravest little guy he had ever met. If anyone could make his daughter happy it was Bonkers.

Bonkers heard a hardy laughter come from Jonathan and his ears drooped even more. The man came over and set a hand on each of their shoulders.

“Bonkers my boy, nothing is ever perfect. I know you’ll always do the very best you can for my darlin here.” Miranda smiled. “I know you two will be just fine. Bonkers my boy, you’re fine in my book.”

Bonkers brightened up and smiled as he looked at him. “Really?” Bonkers jumped up and hugged the big man, surprising him. “Oh thank you Mr. Wright. I promise, I’ll make Miranda happy. I won’t let you down.”

Jonathan smiled as the toon bobcat stood on his own two feet. Miranda stood next to him, her arm around him.

“Miranda Darlin,” Jonathan started. “I’m sorry about all this. “I just wanted to be sure you were happy. And I see now you and Bonkers will be happy for a long time.”

“Thanks Daddy.”

“Yeah, Thanks Daddy.” Bonkers laughed.

“Call me Jonathan.”

They all smiled at one another.

“Say, I know a good restaurant that’s open late.” Jonathan started. “Come on, desserts on me.”

Miranda and Bonkers smiled then hugged for they knew everything would be okay. Bonkers and Miranda went to change their clothes while Jonathan went and stared out at the night sky.

“Our little girl is okay Honey. She has your spunk. So I know she’ll be fine. But keep an eye on them, just in case.”

Miranda and Bonkers came out of the room dressed and ready to go. “Hey Jonathan, did I ever tell the story of the time when Miranda and I went to Japan after defeating a ton called Zee-bot.”

Miranda rolled her eyes. “Maybe that’s not the best story to tell right now.”

“No, you haven’t.” Jonathan replied rather intrigued. “Never seen the place myself.”

Miranda shook her head, but smiled for she knew everything would be alright. As long as they were together, Bonkers and Miranda would always be alright.

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guardmn Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2015
Jack and Arcee's playlist is done.I'll note you.
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Peaceblossom262 Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
yay
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guardmn Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2015
Oh yeah.I like your Bonkers Miranda stories.
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Peaceblossom262 Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks
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guardmn Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2015
The Playlist is Done.Check it out and tell me what you think.
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Peaceblossom262 Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
ok where do i go to hear it
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guardmn Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2015
I typed it in my profile,but i'm also making it up at YouTube.It will be done in a couple of days.
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