A/N: PART TWO HECK YEAAAAHHHHH
Someone please stop me I've been so engrossed with Honor of Kings that I've gotten a tiny medal (in game) ANDDDD I AM PLAYING POKEMON PLATINUM (in my phone because Lord knows how broke I am with an actual NDS)
XDXD- Dsfgmdsklnds- someone save me XD
By the way, this chapter is just plain crackhead, like me. Thank you for staying with me, the crazy writer whose humour is FAR DOWN IN THE ABYSS AND BROKEN XDXD
Anyways, the headcannon in this: The Decepticons do NOT know how to handle a kid/sparkling. (Knockout has got the basic theory, but he has NO experiences whatsoever in sparkling care.) As always, Soundwave is the last braincell of the team, with Dreadwing being the tiny half percent this time XDXD
PS: Lullaby was made by me XDXD I MADE THIS ON THE SPOT SO IDK XDD slkfnsdlkfnk- IT RYHMES SO I GUESS IT'S OKAY!?
Enjoy~
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Continuing from where we left off...
"I will." Megatron said, stepping forward. His clawed servos touch the front screen and it activated the pod, causing it to hiss and open. Fog filled the base before dissipating, leaving behind a tiny figure curled up and entangled with various wirings, fast asleep.
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"SCRAAPPPPPPPP!!" Megatron roared, tumbling back. The team peeked in, looking at the insides of the container only to mimic their master's actions, falling to the floor with a horrified expression.
"OH MY PRIMUS, IT'S ALIVE!?"
"HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK!?"
"IS IT REAL!?"
"T-THAT'S NOT P-POSSIBLY CYBERTRONIAN...RIGHT!?"
"Dreadwing, we ALL started out that way!" Knockout hissed, snapping out from his shock first and swiftly unhooked you from all of the cables, causing you to stir and online.
"B-Buh-buh..." you gurgled, blinking a few times to adjust your optical resolution to the surroundings.
"SHIT SHIT SHIT- IT'S ALIVE- OH MY GOD- BREAAKKKKSSS!"
Knockout's sudden panic made you felt threatened and you immediately bawled, frightened at the loud noises.
"Make it stop!" Starscream yelled, covering his audials in pain due to your high-pitched wailing.
"I-I-" Knockout fumbled, struggling to hold you in his arms as you fidgeted wildly. "B-BREAKS, LEND A SERVO PLEASE!" He pleaded, turning to his partner.
"T-THEY ARE BUSY!" Breakdown replied, still cupping his audial receptors tightly. Megatron groaned, feeling a migraine forming in his helm as your bawling does not seem to cease.
"G-Give it something, ANYTHING!" Starscream suggested, pointing towards the stacks of Energon. Knockout perked up, running over to the fuel to get one cube down for you when Dreadwing snapped, glaring at the cherry red mech while covering one optic in pain.
"ARE YOUR P-PROCESSORS FRIED!? GET THE KID A FILTERED ONE!" The blue and gold seeker yelled over the crying.
...With the rate you were going, the team's mind were certainly getting cooked.
So yes Dreadwing, Knockout's processors are in the process of frying.
Back to the story.
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Transformers Prime Imagines Book 2
FanfictionENIGMA CHAN IS BACK AT IT AGAIN!!! If you're new to this book, Hi there! This is a fanfic of the TFP crew! There will be tiny drabbles, chaotic and crazy oneshots, love story and many more! Unfortunately, Enigma don't do smuts, only make some jokes...
