For those who don't read mine (or anyone's) Transformers fan-fics, some years have passed and Stormbreaker is now 7 years old while her brother, Novablaze is 13. "Cari" is short for "carrier" and is basically the equivalent of "mom"--and that would get into a discussion about Transformers adult activities I won't explain here. XD

Enjoy a short excerpt from "Blazing Spirit" to go along with this pic. :)

“Miranda, when will we see the kitties?” Stormbreaker asked, gazing longingly over at Sally and Kicker’s mother.
Kicker bounced his heels on the paved ground in front of him as he leaned back on the bench and looked at his smartphone. He tapped the app open and looked at the zoo map, swiping through a couple of advertising screens.
“The African Continent Zone is pretty close—there are some big cats there,” the teenage boy answered, looking over at everyone.
“Kitties!” Stormbreaker said, excitedly, tossing up her servos.
Overall, the trip was a lot of fun. Kicker laughed to himself as he noticed the girls were still excited and bouncy when they walked back to the Jeep a little bit after 8:00 p.m. that night. About half of the parking lot was empty, so it was a lot easier to maneuver out of the parking lot than it had been trying to get in, with a box hitch on the back of the vehicle. They got back to Metroplex closer to 10:00 p.m. and that was when Sally began to show how tired she was, falling asleep in the front seat. Stormbreaker was quieter, but she was still awake, her optics and biolighting glowing in the darkness as they piled out of the Jeep and went into the Autobot City.
“Caaaaarrrrriiiii!!!” Stormbreaker squealed with excitement, running up to Rodimus Prime, as her tiger-kitty backpack bounced on her back between her wings. She jumped up and down in front of the flame-colored mech, mewling for attention.
The young Autobot Leader reached down to pick his femmeling up and listened to her talk non-stop about everything she got to see today. He looked down to see Kicker carrying his little sister and smiled warmly at them.
“Talk tomorrow, Rodimus?” Kicker asked, yawning as he nodded up at the flame-colored mech.
“We’ll talk, but until your exo-suit is done, there won’t be a ‘yes’ coming out of this vocalizer yet,” Rodimus laughed warmly.
“Jerk,” Kicker muttered, walking past and heading to the quarters assigned to his family while they were visiting here on Earth with the Autobots.
“I’ve heard much worse from fiercer mechs, Kicker!” Rodimus Prime laughed as he walked in the opposite direction towards their own guest quarters while they were visiting.

**Transformers belongs to Hasbro/TakaraTomy. Story excerpt and OC belongs to me. :)