Chapter 3: Surrender

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"So, you are taking the first shift Arcee?" Asked Firestar, as they were walking to their quarters.

"Yeah, since you might need some time to handle some of Optimus's work. Now that you are the Prime in charge." The Prime sighed and responded with a simple yes. Before walking to her quarters. Arcee gently placed the little Optimus on her berth as she walked over to her desk to fix up the formula for him that Ratchet gave her the recipe to do so. The sparkling Prime looked around, seeing that there were a couple of photos here and there. One where she is with Tailgate and another with her and Cliffjumper. Those two looked pretty old, while the rest looked pretty recent. Pictures with Bumblebee, Jack, and even her daughter. That picture sparked some interest in Optimus, and he started jumping up and down on the berth laughing.

"What has gotten into you little Prime?" Asked Arcee as she finished up the formula and handed him the bottle.

"You were looking at my pictures, were you?" She said, in a playful manner. Optimus looked up at her and nodded while drinking his bottle. Arcee picked up the prime and walk towards the pictures, little Optimus listen as she explain or told the story of each picture. All the images danced around in the primes mind, as Arcee was getting the young one to fall into stasis. Some time passed before Optimus woke up and started to make a fuss.

"You need more energon already Optimus?" Asked Arcee, as she was woken from her stasis. Optimus tried to apologize, but he cried louder. He already knew what he was going to say, but when it came out of his mouth. It sounded nothing like he had in mind.

"Firestar, I guess it's your time now." Contacted Arcee, as she cradled the Prime in her arms. After two minutes, there was a knock at her door.

"Delivery for the Prime." Said Firestar as Arcee open her door.

"Thanks Star, are you going to be ok with him tonight?" Asked Arcee Firestar sighed.

"I'll be fine Cee, I've got work to do. If he wakes up then I'll comfort him." She stated before walking towards her quarters. When they both arrived, Optimus was left questioning her daughter's room. The last time he came in here, her wall were full of drawings and pictures that were taken over the years. But now they are silvery pale, something was off, but his daughter is usually mysterious on her actions. 

"Here you go dad, your bottle." She said as she placed him on her berth and she walked over to her desk to resume working. It felt weird for the Prime that his own daughter is taking care of him.

"Uh, uh.." Prime tried to communicate with her, but all he did was stutter. Firestar looked at him and smiled. What he used to do when she was young and learning how to talk. Firestar turn off her desk light and walked to a box that Optimus hadn't noticed by the end of her berth. She pulled out a blue pacifier and gave it to Optimus. The prime dropped his bottle and gladly took the pacifier.

"I would never have thought I would take care of my father in a sparkling state." She said as she picked up the bottle from the floor. The Prime looked like he was about to cry again, but Firestar quickly took him in her arms.

"Oh please don't cry dad, I meant in a good way. Ok?" She said as she cuddle him. Optimus began to giggle before yawning.

"I guess it's time for you to sleep." She said as she began to sing him a lullaby. Once the Prime fell into stasis again, Firestar gently laid her father on her berth and resume back to work. For she couldn't fall into stasis the last two nights...

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Firestar woke up from her stasis to see Shockwave looking at her. The Prime was startled and backed up to the wall. She heard something 'clink' as she turned around to see she was still a chain bot.

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