A/N: HIYA!HERE'S A CROSSOVER OF MY TWO PERSONAL FAVOURITE VERSIONS IN THE TF STORYLINE! Enjoy~~
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TFA: 'OPTIMUS'
TFP : OPTIMUS
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"...I'm eating...mhmm...all the bwurgers...ehehehe..." I murmured, shifting in my sleep as I continue blabbering unintelligibly. I was dreaming peacefully and drool was everywhere on my pillow when Miko suddenly slammed open the door, startling me from my epic fantasy of eating burgers.
"WAKE UP, PRIMUS DAMN YOU!" Miko yelled, stomping towards my bed and yanked the soft covers away from my body.
"ARRGHH!" I screamed and fell over, face planting onto the ground. Miko stopped tugging on the thick duvets and faltered back, realising that she had just screwed up, bad.
"MIKO!!!!"
"AHHHHHHH!" The Japanese pig-tailed girl ran for her life as a certain (h/c) femme was hot on her tail, hands out and ready to catch the girl for ruining her sleep.
"BULKHEADDDD!"
"NO! HE FUCKING STAY OUT OF THIS!"
"LANGUAGE!"
"SHUT UP! I'M OLDER THAN YOU!" I yelled, diving onto the femme. Miko made a sharp turn to the right, evading my attacks. She scrambled up the Wrecker's servo before giving me a victorious grin.
Not for long.
With a growl, I shot my hands out, ready to pull her back with my magic when Optimus sets a digit on my shoulders, snapping me out from my trance.
"Please don't. I asked Miko to wake you up, though I've realised the method she had use is far from...suitable. Apologies (Y/N)." he said, patting my head. Sighing, I dropped my hands but not before giving the cheeky girl another glare.
Where was I? Oh right, magic.
I was a project gone wrong by MECHS and the Autobots found me, taking me under their protection. In the beginning, I was volatile and ruthless, baring my teeth like a feral lady for days and refusing to eat. But, with the patience of Optimus and the never-ending care(naggings) from Ratchet, I slowly eased myself and got close with the team.
That was few months ago and I've fully given my trust to the team, caring and willing to put my life on the line to save them as they would to me. I was experimented with different chemical and whatnots, thus granting me magic powers. My five senses are enhanced and I had a keen sense of intuition. Me and the grumpy medic were still figuring the lengths of my powers but so far, I could conjure some elemental powers, flight, telekinesis and telepathy.
Or so I thought.
"You needed me, Optimus?" I said, rubbing my eyes tiredly as I yawned. We just fought with the Cons yesterday and my back hurt like scrap. Optimus nodded slowly, gently picking me up and set me on his shoulders. I finally had a good look around me and I perked up, sensing an unfamiliar scent in the air. With a sharp turn, I saw a team of unfamiliar crew with somehow similar insignia as ours.
Huh?
"We were wondering if you...brought them via your powers." Optimus spoke up, reading my mind. I gave the Prime a dumbfounded look before morphing into an 'oh!' look. That might be a plausible theory...wait.
SO, I CAN CHANNEL SPACE AND TIME NOW!? COOL!
"Woah, she's small but scary!" a yellow and black bot spoke. The green bot beside him nodded along with a small girl in their servos...something tells me that she's more than just organic...hmm.
A large blue and yellow bot with a larger chin scoffed, rolling his optics and took a step back, disgust evident on his face. There was a grumbling noise from the medic- looking bot, judging by his red and white appearance. A pair of identical bots looked at us curiously, fascinated but scared at the same time.
"Well, cool beans! We got them party goin' on here!" was what a white and black bot said, his visor covering his eyes but his voice spoke volumes of his fascination. The mech beside him was sporting a gold and black colour with a similar visor on his face...well, sort off. He was silent, assessing the situation quietly by the side.
A large mech, blue and white in colour stood tall, holding a hammer similar to the Forge of Solus. He had an air of authority and didn't seem all to happy of this situation. My train of thought broke when the red and blue bot stood forward, extending his servos as he tried to start up a conversation.
"Er- Greetings! We're the Autobots, we mean no harm! I am Optimus Prime, and these are my team."
"WHO IN THE SLAGGING PITS SAID WE'RE TOGETHER IN THIS, OPTIMUS!?"
"Will you cooperate with me for once, Sentinel!? Besides, we're all AUtobots here!" 'Optimus' said. Our team had a look of disbelieve before Miko spoke up, breaking the awkward silence.
"Hey Optimus, is it us or do you just like red and blue as your paintjob?" she said, tilting her head in amusement. I snorted, nodding along with her statement.
"She's not wrong." I smirked at my charge. Optimus sighed softly, nudging me with his digits in reply before answering the mech before him.
"Greetings. My name is Optimus Prime...too. I am the leader of the Autobots-"
"You mean your maintenance crew, right?" The one called Sentinel cuts my charge off. I have just only met him today and I can already tell, I'm so not going to like him.
"Maintenance crew? I don't quite understand." Optimus said, tilting his helm. I chuckled quietly on his shoulder.
He's so adorable!
"Optimus is the leader of our faction! Not some kind of wannabe title leader you perceived him to be!" Ratchet growled, protective of his oldest friend. Optimus sets a servo on the old bot, diffusing his anger in seconds.
"It's okay, they don't know."
"WHAT!? HE'S THE LEADER!?" the alternate reality crew of Autobots yelled, even their Optimus was shocked, dermas wide with disbelief.
"I take it's the mech with the hammer that's in charge AND I bet that his name is Ultra Magnus." I said, jumping off Optimus shoulders and hovered down, once again spooking the team before me.
"AHHHH!" Sentinel screamed, scrambling far away from me. I rolled my eyes, offending at the way he was acting.
Some kind of bot he turned out to be!
"Indeed, I am. How did you know of my designation, young organic?" 'Ultra Magnus' said, looking down at me. I raised and eyebrow and hovered up, seeing him with same eye level.
"We got the same guy right there," I said, pointing to our own Magnus. He was still shocked from the whole ordeal. "And...he also wields a hammer, like you." I said, grinning as I saluted the mech.
"Pleasure to meet you, sir. The name's (Y/N)." I said, before turning my attention to Sentinel. With a click of my glossa I lifted myself up in the air a little higher and crossed my arms, glaring at the mech.
"Listen here, Sentinel." I began, hardening my gaze on the idiotic mech. "I don't give a damn who or what you are, I'll beat your fragging aft back to Cybertron if you so much as to look at MY Optimus wrongly, got it!?" I growled, igniting fire on my hands.
He yelped, crouching behind his Optimus as he nodded frantically. Satisfied, I continued my words with equal tone as before.
"Now, I don't know the worth of a Prime in your world, but I sensed that you are ALSO a Prime. Do us all a damn favour and act like one, will ya?" I said, clicking my tongue. Checking my nails, I gave him my final statement. "Lastly, our Optimus isn't someone to be fooled around with, neither are the rest of my crew. We've fought eons of war, perhaps even way before you were protoformed, judging by how young the crew looked. Even so, I suggest you to show the same respect to your own team as much as you would like to be respected with." I said, dropping back to Optimus's shoulder with a huff.
"Easy, little one." he coaxed, though his optics shone with pride.
'Amazing speech, by the way.'
'Thank you, I do try my best.' I replied mentally, winking at the Prime. The yellow bot from earlier spoke up, laughing on the ground with his two buddies loudly.
"AHAAHHAHAH! DID YA SEE THAT!? SENTINEL GOT HIS AFT TOLD OFF!" the mech said, snickering and not bothered with the glare from said bot. The young girl was clutching her abdomen, giggling as she added salt to the wounds of a certain big-chinned bot.
"He just went pale and cowered like a scaredy-cat!" she laughed, wiping a tear from her eye. 'Optimus' rolled his optics and spoke, easing the tension.
"That's enough, all of you. Please, we should at least introduce ourselves to the team before us." He said. Arcee leaned against the railing, amused with the interaction before her.
"Wow, their Optimus is...young." She said, chuckling. Bulkhead laughed, agreeing to her words. Bumblebee beeped in agreement, snickering too.
:-They seemed so...juvenile!-: he beeped. Raf translated for the Miko and Jack, who then had an amused grin on their faces too.
I could understand the bot just fine too, by the way.
"Hey, I'm Bumblebee! The fastest- er- second fastest bot on wheels!"
"Hiya, I'm Bulkhead. And this is our human friend, Sari!"
"Hello!"
"Hello, the name's Prowl."
"Ratchet."
"How's it hummin'? Name's Jazz!"
" Ello! The name's Jetfire! And this is my twin, Jetstorm!"
"Ey! No fair! I wanted to introduce me self first!"
It was our team's turn to gawk at them. I stood quietly; not really fazed. I got their names the minute I saw them due to my telepathic powers, so I was handling the situation like a pro with Optimus too...or so his outer appearance.
Man, his inner voice is just so cute and chaotic!
'Oh Primus, how am I supposed to handle this? Wait- that's Ratchet?! No scrap! I am small alright-'
These are just snippets of his inner thoughts. I don't like listening to the team's inner voice, it feels intrusive so I don't use it unless necessary...like now.
"Uh...I think we broke them." The jet twins said together, scratching their helms. I nodded, grinning at the two young bots.
"Wow, Autobots? Hey Optimus, looks like you're not the only one flying now." I said, patting his faceplate. Optimus sighed, his optics narrowing slightly at me.
'Hmm...'
'You're cute in the alternate reality too, big guy.'
'Hush, we got important matters to attend to.'
'Sure thing, sweetheart~' I laughed quietly and jumped down again. Slowly gazing on each and every bot before me, my stern face changed into an inquisitive one as I spoke up.
"So...y'all got a team of bad guys called Decepticons too, right?" I asked. 'Optimus' nodded grimly, bending down. Sari got close too, waving her cyber-looking hands at me.
"Cool hands!" I commented. She grinned and twirled around, showing off her looks.
"I know right! I'm part Cybertronian!" she said, beaming with delight. Our Ratchet sputtered, not believing his audials.
"WHAT!?" he hollered, waving his...wrench in the air. Typical.
"Yeah, she's part Cybertronian and human, Ratchet. Can't you tell?"
"(Y/N)! HOW THE FRAG ARE YOU SO CALM!?" My team yelled, so done with everything. Even Ultra Magnus blew a fuse, groaning loudly in his servos. Wheeljack was by the side, optics still wide and processing the situation. The rest of the team gave me an incredulous look, not understanding how in Primus's name that I was so calm.
"I figured out everything. Telepathy, remember?" I sassed back, sticking my tongue out at them before grinning at the techno-organic.
"Cool!" she said. I held my palms up in the air and she smack it, a mutual agreement formed between us.
"We're both cool, sweetheart." I said. Turning to look at her Optimus, I spoke up.
"Now, judging by the fact that I have to find the solutions to this problem, y'all are stuck with us for the time being. May I ask, how did you guys...come here? Like, any specific way?" I asked. 'Optimus' furrowed his optics a little before nodding and replied.
"Well, we were making an upgrade on the spacebridge-"
"Y'ALL HAVE A SPACEBRIDGE!?"
"Yeah, engineered by Bulkhead and Ratchet." 'Optimus' innocently blinked towards my team. I patted his digits, signalling him to continue.
"Ignore them."
"...Right. Er- the bridge malfunctioned and we were sucked through. Though in our defence, we haven't even turned on the power supply." 'Optimus' sighed, clueless to this situation.
"I see..." I mumbled, concentrating on my thoughts. I was floating in the air as my mind travelled to all of the possibilities, but it all came down to me and my supposedly powers with time and space.
Great job (Y/N). You took a damn beauty sleep and now you brought in a whole gang of weird reality Autobot crew. Great fucking job.
Sighing, I gently touched down to the ground and faced the newcomers with a smile.
"I guess I should say something now. Welcome to the team!" I spoke up, beaming as I clasped my fingers in front of me with delight.
"(Y/N)! HOW ARE YOU STILL CALM ABOUT THIS!?" my team cried out, expressing their discontent on my expressions.
"OH, FOR THE LOVE OF FRAGGING PRIMUS! WILL Y'ALL SNAP OUT OF IT ALREADY!?"