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

A Letter from Optimus Prime // Mini #11 (END?)

CREATOR'S NOTE:

This is basically me trying to let you all know as much as I can that I'm basically abandoning this story yet again. I've been very on and off with this series of stories, and I have so many others in works too, along with trying to juggle all of this with real life. It's too much.

Goodbye, for now.  o/

- Mooffee.

*You walk through the base, only to notice a letter typed up on Optimus's console.

*You go as close as you can and start to lean over the railing to try and get a better, clearer look.

*You can see it clear enough, and begin to read it in your head.

"Greetings Humans, my name is Optimus Prime. I am at a loss. I write this to you to reach out for help, a silent plea if you will. I fear my future with my loved ones, both related by blood and not. Once more, I ask for help. I am troubled and like I've suggested, I feel stuck, trapped."

*You pause, trying to take it in.

"I ask for opinions. I no longer feel motivation to continue updating you all. I'm the one who writes these stories of my life to tell you, but with everything that's happening, I wish to take a mental break; the duration of this break is unknown, and I don't know if I'll ever return to writing to you of my journey."

*You pause again, wiping tears that are starting to fall.

"I am working on other projects, /and protecting my Autobots/, but I fear I'm taking too much mentally and wish to clear my head. This is it, for now. Again, I am unsure how long this break will last and if I'll ever come back here, but I assure you I have not abandoned you all. I am still here. I am simply staying quiet for now to help myself. Goodbye Humans."

*The letter ends there. You hold yourself up, struggling to muffle the sniffles as tears slid down your face. You then start to struggle to hold yourself, eventually collapsing to the ground and passing out.

END.