Everything went on just fine for decades. No one seemed to notice anything wrong. Life went on as normal, except...
"AL-CHE-MIST!!!!!" the Primes would hear the Makers' voices echo through the ship. "DID YOU USE OUR PRIVATE STOCK OF CHEMICAL 27 AGAIN?!!"
"Well, it looks like your in trouble again Al," Solus said with a smirk while she leaned on her Forge.
"Coming!" Alchemist would shout back as he walked through the halls. This wasn't the first time, and it wasn't just Alchemist. Let's look at the recent stuff...
Last week:
"SOLUS! You can't Forge anything here! This is the Relaxation Room, not the Invention Room."
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"WHERE IS MICRONUS WHEN WE NEED HIM!!!"
"In his dimensi-"
"Well tell him he left the freezer open again!!"
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"No Megatronus, that's not what the slicelaser is used for!"
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"Alpha Trion! You can't use the Quill to win a bet!"
"Sorry, Makers."
"Oh it's fine honey."
"LIE- QUIN- Oh come on! COMBINER! STOP PICKING ON OPTIMUS!!!"
Three days ago:
"PRIMA! PUT YOUR SISTER DOWN!!!"
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"LIEGE! Stop trying to get your brother to do your chores!!"
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"MEGATRONUS! STOP FLIRTING WITH SOLUS! WE. ARE. STANDING. RIGHT. HERE!!!"
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"HOLY e=mc²!!! AMALGAMOUS!!! STOP DOING THAT!!!"
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"VECTOR!! DID YOU TRY AND CHANGE THE PAST AGAIN?!!! YOU KNOW THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!"
Yesterday:
QUINTUS!! STOP USING OUR FUEL SUPPLY FOR YOUR QUINTESSONS WITHOUT PERMISSION!!"
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"MICRONUS!! THE FREEZER!!"
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"ONYX!!! STOP TRYING TO EAT YOUR BROTHER!!"
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"NO SOLUS!! You CaNnoT uSe ThE ForGe AS a TorTUre DeVIcE!!"
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"MEGATRONUS!!"
"What?"
"Oh, your not causing trouble?"
"No."
"Oh, sorry."
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"OPTIMUS!!!"
"Yes?"
"Did you find what you were looking for?"
"Yes, it was there where you said it was."
"That's good."
Everything was so hectic for the Makers. Yes, they thought about making their own bots with emotions, but they never thought about the parenting part. They didn't think they would get that far.
Though this was a problem, it wasn't the most annoying thing the Makers faced...
Galactia was on her way to the restroom. She really had to go for reasons that don't need explaining.
"Almost there, almost there," she kept saying to herself. Teleporting there would've been easier, but it always made her want to go more urgently.
"Oh final-" Galactia came to a stop. There was a long line of Primes standing and waiting to go to the restroom.
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The Makers
FanfictionOkay, first of all, if the Transformers are robots who made them? You're probably going to say their creator, Primus, right? Well, you're right! And wrong at the same time. Primus is also a giant robot. So, who made him? Now you're starting to ask t...