Artus played with his blocks as mechs moved in the house. "This is the young prince?" One mech inquired. "I believe so. Do you see those optics? One red one blue. Almost like the king and queen." A rusty mech said before he was told off.
The three mechs moving the personal stuff out stopped and looked stund by the picture of 'Lord Megatron'. "Hey did they say they wanted this?" The first mech asked concerned. "I guess Rid" The rusty mech said taping Rid to get back to work.
The old mech lifted the picture off the wall into the truckformer.
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"You need to be wise about who you what to have a rareling with. You hear Megatronus don't be a frag more than you are now. But that doesn't matter right now You are perfect for the mines."
"Yes sire"
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Optimus walked around the big mansion. He was appointed to be the king of Cybertron. Artus was meant to be the Prince of Autobots. Many 'cons disapprove this see as he looked more like a Decepticon than Autobot. Much to his carriers' linking.
"Sire Sire" Artus chirped the few word he knows. "Yes my son?" Artus pointed to his mouth. "Your hungry? Then let's eat." Optimus sat at the dinning table. Artus was eating his energon, before a fast mech ran up to Optimus hugging him and kissing him from behind. "Optimus!" "Sentinel!"
They chatted for a few minutes. "Sentinel why did you come here today?" Optimus questioned as sentinel got more physical. "To be a concubine" Sentinel whispered in Optimus ears. "What!?" Optimus yelled startling Artus. "Well even though I lost my status I'm still highly recommend. Plus we had a thing so I don't see it as weird to interface with you. Even though you've been sleeping with a 'con." Sentinel said sitting on Optimus lap. Grinning.
Thank Primus~314
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FanfictionOptimus prime won the war for Cybertron. They split the resources and some plants remain neutral. Cybertron and 390 AKA Dark world. One ex girlfriend and Play boy. Art is done by me unless I say so. UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M SAYING
