A/N: This is kinda rare of me to do a no reader episode. I'll try my best to get back with the angsty Megs episode too, don't worry. I'm currently typing this while having a 3 hour lecture, so let's see if I'm faster or if this teacher is killing everyone with the class materials (sobbing)
Don't worry, my execution by Megs is due soon, I'm living on a thin ice hehe
Also, as usual, I was supposed to show you guys earlier but well, I got no time huhu
This is actually a Father's Day special, but ehhhhhhh
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Optimus Prime. Leader of the Autobots, liberating Cybertronians from the cruel servos of Megatron. The solemn soldier that fought through eons of wars, watched his world crumble, yet his wisdom and gentleness never falter, showering humanity with kindness.
Overall, this last of Primes was doing his best to be a good leader, friend, mentor and a bot to mankind, and bots alike.
...Did we also mention that he's the surrogate father of his chaotic A-team?
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"OPTIMUSSSSSS!!" Ratchet groaned, pinching his olfactory sensors as he pointed at the mess. "LOOK AT WHAT BULKHEAD DID TO MY LAB EQUIPMENTS!"
The Prime's gaze travelled obediently to the broken materials scattered across the floor, before setting it on the supposedly culprit, Bulkhead.
"Boss! Don't listen to him! I swear, it's not me!" The olive-green mech refuted, shaking his helm in denial. "I TOLD YOU, RATCHET! IT'S NOT ME!"
"You're the ONLY one in base!"
"I WAS RECHARGING!"
"Then explain!" Ratchet growled, ready to throw his trusty wrench at the ex-Wrecker, only to be halted by Optimus.
The wise mech shook his helm, resulting in Ratchet sighing loudly, but kept his deadly weapons away.
"Are you certain you've not touched Ratchet's...beakers?" Optimus asked gently, trying to decipher the objects from the glass remnants.
"Yes sir. I was, well, asleep. I stay up all night fighting against Breakdown, remember?" Bulkhead scratched the back of his helm.
"Very well." Optimus stood up and turn around, giving the kids a curious glaze.
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"N-NOT US!"
"W-WITH ALL DUE RESPECT! IT'S NOT ME!"
"DON'T LOOK AT ME!"
...The Prime felt bad that the kids assumed he was wary of them, because the mech was just following protocols by questioning everyone.
The rest of the team was on edge, seeing that the Prime was no doubt, going to question everyone.
(Not true, but that's what gets everyone going apparently)
Optimus scanned his surroundings when a sudden whoosh of air blew above him.
...A broken vent?
Optics trained, he tip-toed and gaze deep into the dark, as if the mech was trying to scout for an unknown entity.
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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...