A young girl laid deep asleep in her Sire's spark unaware of her escapee horse nuzzling her Sire more she yawned held onto some of his pulsing energy.
Compared to a Cybertronian, the girl latched onto his Spark was like a baby gripping her mom which made Primus chuckle at the feeling. He felt something odd on his planetary body. Like a pitter patter of rain. It wasn't due to rain acid for a few more months, why now was he feeling this odd feeling? He remembered his daughter watching Brave and decided to lure whatever was on his planet to him.
Meanwhile:
A young juvenile 3 year old paint American quarter horse traversed the silver foreign planet in search of his rider. Ignoring his trainers pleas to come back he trotted down the war-torn planets cities wondering what happened here. He was trained to ignore all shit that befell him and his desire to know what happened to his rider fueled him. His rider would ride him for several hours to practice Western pleasure and he would not let some simple month without riding go unnoticed.
He chuffed letting whoever could hear him know that he was coming. That's when he saw it. Blue glowing speckles of light seemed to beckon him. Was this the way to his rider? Her potential rescue on her loyal steed? He thought. He reared then with the speed of a barrel racer he charged. Another girl on another paint watched the whole ordeal as Whiskey which was the horse's name weaved the buildings to the Core with ease. "Oh shit. WHISKEY! GET YOUR HORSEY ASS BACK HERE OR SO HELP ME PRIMUS!!" Lily yelled as she clicked her teeth together as her horse whinnied profanities at the escaping horse.
So close, I can smell her. Has it been a while? The horse thought as he slowed to a trot and then into the Core. "Ah so your the one who's been trotting on my planet?" The Core spoke. "Please, my rider, have you seen her? I'm very worried for her!" Whiskey neighed. Primus unveiled the light blanket covering his daughter. "She's fine. I'm taking care of her for a while. You'll be reunited with her in a while." He said showing the horse his rider before covering her back up.
"You can understand me?" Whiskey neighed in surprise. "I'm a god, I can understand all creatures, including you. Why do you seek her? Has no one told you that I created her and she has a few problems that must be corrected?" Primus spoke to the horse knowing that his daughters friend Lily was on the way with what seemed to be a lasso. He was just stalling and keeping the horse occupied so Lily could lead the horse back. "No I wasn't aware that your her Sire. No one told me." The horse neighed softly sadness evident in his voice.
"I can understand you love your rider very much. There is this deep bond between you two. A powerful one indeed. Maybe that's how you win so many competitions and love each other endlessly." Primus said as he looked at the saddened paint. "Cheer up child, I'm not a savage, you'll get your rider and best friend. She may be different but that's because I removed the blights that her body was riddled with." Primus then told the horse.
"You think that makes me feel better but that's all I'm told is to wait. For a long time I saw my rider upon the back of her friends horse when I wish that was me, but I was too young and I still have much too learn. I'll heal from this news but it's going to be hard. Especially when you can't do anything about it." Whiskey spoke.
Primus activated his holoform before petting the horse's head as Whiskey's nostrils flared. "Easy. Easy. I know that this is hard, being without your loving rider to help guide you and love you endlessly but you must let this happen alright? Let this healing process happen to your rider." Primus soothed as Whiskey eyelids dropped.
Whiskey getting tired from Primus gentle sounding voice buckled his knees then laid down, his breathing getting calmer from the gods mediative guidance. The god petted the horse as he looked up and saw a rider approaching the Core. Out of respect, Lily dismounted and was about to put a halter on the horse when Primus gestured not to.
"Ratchet. We're going to need a Cybertronian sized stretcher. And a groundbridge." Commed Lily. "What? No. Sapphirius isn't awake. It's her escapee horse who knew nothing about her turning into a techno organic who just had to see her." Lily answered.
"Ratchet. Don't complain about getting paid. No one has gotten paid since the war. I don't think you even get relief funds. Can you bring the stretcher or not? Yes? Thank you." Lily continued over the com.
-20 minutes later-
A gentle rev of a engine was drawing near as Lily mentally swore. "Could you please not child? I can hear your thoughts. It's already enough with Sapphirius. Now I get where she gets it from..." Primus chided at the young adult. Optimus opened his trailer as they put the passed out horse dreaming of grassy lands and apples (courtesy of Primus of course) in the trailer.
Lily then angrily called Ratchet. "Ya it if I wanted a truck to deliver a passed out horse from Primus working his sleeping magic, I would've called Ironhide. But hey you do you. Now you know why you never get paid and all of this is involuntary volunteer work." Then stormed off into Optimus cursing up a storm.
"Was all of that necessary?" Optimus asked the femme. "Oh put a sock in it Optimus and go suck Moonpheonix or whatever Primes with mates do."
Optimus pulled away from the Core lugging the horse in his trailer behind.
"Remind me to have a talk with you about talking about my sex life."
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