((TOLD BY ULTRA MAGNUS))
I paced impatiently outside the medbay, anticipating what would hopefully come next. My child - born from my beautiful sparkmate Seafoam. She was Seaspray and High Tide's youngest sister, and I now had given her a sparkling for the two of us. A medic - not Ratchet but one named First Aid - soon came out.
"Ultra Magnus? You can see her now." He said, and stopped pacing, looking at him. His mouth was covered, but a kind smile rested in his optics. I followed him, to soon see my sparkmate carrying a tiny sparkling with silver paint, crying and clenching it's tiny fists. She smiled at it and cradled it in her servos, beckoning me over.
I wasted no time at all.
"Our beautiful mechling." She said, stroking my new son's cheek. This helped him calm down and to open his optics, which were like mine.
"What should we name him?" I paused at that question. What should he be called? I then smiled.
"Silverbullet." I told her. She smiled.
"That seems right."
And it was.
YOU ARE READING
Son Of Ultra Magnus
Fanfiction((this is narrated by my version of Ultra Magnus and Smokey. The Story of Smokescreen. some of the orphanage will be also telling it.))
