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SPECIAL CHAPTER: Ioa's not-so one-sided conversation.
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A rare peaceful day was bestowed upon the Autobots. They had stocked up on some energon and there was no Decepticon activities, truly a miracle. Perhaps Primus was being nice and Miss Fate was in a good mood. The kids were out with their charge, leaving Ioa, Optimus and Ratchet in base.
Ioa was scrolling over her datapad while lying on her favourite spot, the medical berth. Ratchet was sitting down on a Cybertronian- sized stool, inventing something. Optimus on the other hand, was sitting on one of the stacks beside Ioa's berth, quietly spacing off into nothingness.
It wasn't everyday they have this silence.
Sighing, Ioa shut down her datapad and turned to look at Optimus, who was still zoning off. Waving her servos at him, she tried to get the Prime's attention but to no avail.
"Optimus? You alright?" Ioa asked, trying to snap him out of trance, but he didn't budge, not even a blink.
Softly, she called Ratchet over to look at this bizarre state.
"Hey Ratchet, could you please come here for a sec? Optimus's acting weird."
"I'm busy- wait Optimus? Hold on..." the medic grumbled and wiped his tired faceplate before heading towards the femme. The duo looked at Optimus and then towards one another.
"What's up with Optimus?" Ioa whispered at the doc.
"I...Don't know. Hey Optimus, can you hear me?" the medic yelled in front of his best friend's face.
No response.
"Optimus, can you hear me?"
Silence.
"OPTIMUS!"
Nothing.
"OPTIMUS PRIME!"
None.
"That's it! Stay here Ioa, I'm getting something!" The medic said as he quickly ran off, leaving the unnerved femme with the Prime.
"Shouldn't we be notifying the team...?"
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Small Timeskip...
Ratchet have not returned from Primus knows where, and Optimus was still unresponsive. Sighing, Ioa sat in front of her leader, making small talks to the zoned off mech.
"Hey Optimus? Do you ever just ever wonder what if we were in Cybertron now and this war never happened? Man, I'll probably be tending to the sparklings! Gosh, they are so adorable I tell you!" Ioa smiled as she spoke.
"You know, your name sounds pretty lit! Like, from Orion to Optimus? How cool is that!? Wait... did the Orion's belt came first or you?" Ioa continued, not caring if the mech in front of her not replying.
"Oh Primus, I just... I wish to meet you guys much sooner, y'know? The team is full of life and I learn a lot from all of you. During my days working for the Cons, it was dreadful and really exhausting, mentally and physically." Ioa said, sighing and sparing the mech a glance. The Prime was still not moving.
'Maybe he's in stasis lock?' Shadow offered.
"I don't know, probably so." Lightblade sighed and was about to place her servos on the Prime's shoulder when the mech spoke, succesfully scaring the living daylights out of the femme.
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