The Makers

First of the Primes

A few decades passed and Primus knows his way around the ship. He's been everywhere except for the invention room and has heard a lot of stories from the Makers about their planet. He was very sad when he heard how they lost their entire planet, but if that didn't happen he would have never been there, ("Well, I think we would've made him anyway if our planet didn't blow up," Galactus argues). Primus has also learned a lot from the Makers. He became very intelligent and loving, occasionally arguing with the Makers when they didn't say 'please' to Computer. He tries to at least, the Makers always tell him that Computer doesn't have feelings, but they say please anyway to make him happy.

The Makers were still trying to perfect the plans for future bots when something hit them, "Hey, guys," Galactron said to get their attention. "What are we going to use to power the next edition to our creation?"

"Well that's simple, we..." Galactia started but couldn't finish.

"We are going to use..." Galactron started saying as he scratched his forehead.

"Aren't we going to use the same thing we used for Primus?" Galactica asked.

"NO!!" the rest exclaimed.

"Do you know how hard it is to make that pure energy?" Galactus asked.

"We can't make more! We're already behind in construction!" Galactia exclaimed.

"Besides, even if we did remake the energy, it was 'too pure' remember?" Galactron said.

"Can't we just reuse that energy and just dilute it?"

"We don't have more of that energy. We used it for fuel," Galactia explained.

"And we can't use it now considering that it's not fresh anymore," Galactus continued.

"Besides, the only pure energy we have left is in Primus," Galactron stated.

"Yeah, you're probably right. It's not like we can take a sample of Primus' DNA, clone it and make more to dilute," Galactica said.

They all agreed. Then after five seconds they gasped in realization of what Galactica just said.

"Oh, Primus!" they called.

"Yes?" Primus answered as he came from the Relaxation Room.

"Primus," Galactron began.

"You know we love you, right?" Galactica asked.

"Yes," Primus answered a little confused with the question.

"And you know that we would do anything for you to be happy, right?" Galactia asked.

"Yes?" Primus answered a little unsure about where this conversation was going.

"Well, we were thinking," Galactus started.

"And we already started doing this, but we are lacking a few 'ingredients' if we can say that," Galactron continued.

"I'm sorry, what are you all trying to say?" Primus said gently but secretly irritated. He couldn't be rebellious or anything because his energy is so pure.

"We wanted to surprise you with your own friend like you," the Makers said together.

Primus was surprised, but he was actually happy about it. He was getting kind of lonely. Not like he didn't enjoy the Makers' company, he just wanted someone who was like him.

"But..." the Makers interrupted.

"But?" Primus asked getting a little unsure of the idea of having his own brother or sister around when they said that.