[FIN / PART 1] - Bumblebee x Optimus Prime ( + Short Stories).

Brothers are always there // Mini #3

No Ships!!

ATTENTION!! This is my AU, I'm not entirely sure if this is canon but who cares. :P

In my AU, Ultra Magnus and Optimus are brothers, Magnus being only a minute older than Optimus. Optimus is an uncle considering Smokescreen is Ultra Magnus's lost son, but no one knows this yet, shhh!

3rd Person:

It was nighttime in Jasper, Nevada. All the humans were at home, all the bots were silent. Except one. Optimus. He was the only one who wasn't asleep, recharging. He was on his graphic tablet, reading and writing, editing articles and writing new ones, along with writing in his private journal about his adventures on Earth and overall enjoyment of the planet. He was just about to finish the first sentence of his new journal entry when he heard muffled sobbing from the other room. This noise would alarm him slightly as he thought everybot was peacefully asleep. He'd carefully and quietly get out of his birth to follow the noises and to check on anybot who might be having trouble.

He'd walk the halls with utmost importance, trying his best to not make too much noise. He'd scan the rooms as he went, whispering each name.

"Ratchet, Bulkhead, Wheeljack..." he'd stop. "...Ultra Magnus."

He'd peek into the room to check on the quietly sobbing mech who seemed to be curled in his blankets. Optimus quietly knocked on the door so as to not scare the Commander. He got no response. With no response, he'd start to gently walk into the room. He'd call out to Magnus in a quiet, soft voice, "Magnus... hey, Magnus... it's okay." He'd only get more shuffling in response.

He'd finally reach Magnus's birth and he'd then gently shake him, trying to wake him. Success.

"W-What... huh?" Magnus would exclaim followed by fast, harsh breathing. He'd turn to look at Optimus and said, "With all due respect sir, what are you doing in my room? Is there a problem?"

Optimus was taken aback by this. The Commander spoke as if none of that ever happened. So in turn, he responded with, "I overheard you quietly sobbing under your blankets. I came to check if something was wrong, so with that said, what's wrong brother?" he'd finish, speaking his mind. Ultra Magnus looked slightly baffled by Optimus's words. 'Brother'? Optimus hadn't called him that in a very long time. It made him warm inside.

"Oh my..." the Commander would start, he'd hold his head down and look at his digits. "Brother? When was the last time you called me that now?" Ultra Magnus would note. Optimus laughed a bit from this, seeing as no one else was around he could act a little less... bottled up when it comes to emotions. He'd shuffle a bit, seeming uncomfortable by standing there with nothing else to say. The Commander noticed this small detail that the Prime tried to hide. The Commander shuffled to the side and gestured to the Prime to sit down. He did.

They had sat there for what felt like 30 minutes now just chatting and sharing jokes, laughs and giggles. They hadn't had the time to do this in what felt like their entire lives. They finally had time to be brothers. To be normal Cybertronians. No more of this Prime, Commander stuff they had to deal with daily. They could finally be themselves, but time was cut short. It was nearly dawn and everybot would soon be waking up!

Optimus quickly excused himself and ushered Magnus back to sleep before the morning sun. He'd then quietly close Magnus's room door and proceed back to his own room. He'd pack up his graphic tablet, put it gently on his side table, get comfortable and close his optics.

Ultra Magnus's POV:

"It was truly lovely having Optimus-... I mean my brother... come check on me." He'd speak to himself. I'd reminisce on memories when it was just Orion and I, playing, talking and in general having fun. I missed those days, now, we rarely get to talk at all. Regardless, I must cherish that interaction for as long as I can. We will win the war! And once we do Orion, I promise we will start our brothership from scratch.

I was just about to nod off before I heard a scratching noise coming from outside my door and then my room door suddenly flew open as if someone was on the other side. Once the door flew open, Smokescreen fell down, as if he had been holding onto the door.

"Smokescreen?! What in Primus are you doing?!" I'd bark at him! He'd look surprised by my raised voice. "Why on Cybertron were you spying on me?"

"I-... I didn't mean to spy on you-." I'd cut Smokescreen off.

"I didn't mean to spy on you, sir." I'd say strictly.

"Yeah... I just got curious since I saw Optimus come out of your room smiling. That's rare."

"That is none of your business now is it Smokescreen?" I'd reply, still startled and mad that he had been hiding.

"Sorry, sir. I was just wanting to tell you that I appreciate you making him smile like that. I mean, I've seen Prime smile but not like that before. Thank you, again." Smokescreen would finish and closed my door without another word spoken. I didn't even get to say anything in response, he had just left me. I swear, Smokescreen sometimes reminds me of my son...

I never found out what happened to my son. I had lost him when the war first broke out. I didn't even get the chance to name him before he was taken away by other Autobots to safety. I only hope he is alright and well and is an Autobot much like me. Only time will tell.

The End! :D
Some Ultra Magnus and Smokescreen mild angst, and Optimus and Ultra Magnus brothership. c:

If you'd like to see a Mini where Ultra Magnus, Optimus and Smokescreen find out they're all family, let me know in the comments! Good bye for now! c: