A/N: Part two of this series! XD hope ya like it!!!! requested by @sumyatyadana UWU
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"Hmm...this version of Optimus is cute." I said, putting a hand on my chin as I gazed up on him. Turning back to Jack, I smirked and spoke up.
"Hey, Jack. This Optimus suits you more; young leader in the making." I chuckled. Jack sputtered, denying my statement.
"W-What!? No! (Y/N), I'm far from a Prime!" Jack said, scratching his arm awkwardly. Miko slapped his back and gave him some pep talk.
"Come on! We'll be seeing Mr. Darby on the billboard next time, running for Mr. President! Have some faith on yourself!" she snickered. Jack threw his hands up, not even bothered to talk his way out of this.
"I-I never mind." He said, shaking his head. 'Optimus' bent down and picked me up, eyeing me strangely.
"Well, I-I don't think leadership is in my programmings...at least, that's what Ultra Magnus said." he whispered. I rolled my eyes and patted his digits, beaming at the naïve bot.
"Well sweetspark, you should trust your sensors more than other bot's opinion. Yeah sure, opinions do matter but you don't gotta take them all to the spark! Filter them accordingly and rightfully. Trust me, you're doing great! It's a work in progress, but this is a good start! Besides, if ya need help, my Optimus knows a thing or two on leadership, he'll let you in on some tips! Isn't that right, big guy?" I said, waving my hand at my Prime.
Optimus nodded, coming forward. His massive frame easily towered all of the alternate reality bots, making them look up to the already intimidating Prime with fear.
"I second that opinion. Young as you may be, you are destined to lead your crew to a brighter future. Now I believe there will be issues along the way, but take it as a lesson to guide yourself down a path; the path of leadership." Optimus spoke wisely, his words stirring up emotions to the team. 'Optimus' stood up straight and extended his servos, smile evident on his faceplate.
"I will try my very best. Thank you, sir." He said. My leader took in the gesture with equal grace, shaking the tiny Prime's servo before glancing towards his crew...and Sentinel. Optimus raised an optic ridge, carefully calculating the egoistic Prime's stature and expressions. Turning to meet the bot fully, Optimus bent down and extended his servos too, wanting to offer peace towards the Prime.
"Greetings. I hope we can get along well for this short period of time." He said. Sentinel gave a look down on the large servo and hesitantly grasping it, his face clear with distrust and unwillingness.
"Uh- yeah, sure." Sentinel replied and broke off the handshake, taking a step back. I gave my Optimus a small pat on his shoulders, shaking my head.
'No point in forcing him.' I said telepathically. Optimus nodded briskly before turning towards the leader of the Autobots...the other reality ones, I mean.
"It is an honour to meet you too, Ultra Magnus." Optimus said firmly, taking in the Magnus's already-extended servos. Their Ultra Magnus smiled, nodding along.
"Likewise, commander. Though, with how your team are acquainted with Decepticons, I take it that you're currently at war?" Ultra Magnus said, optics dimming with sadness. Optimus nodded, sighing a little.
"Indeed. Megatron will stop at nothing until his quest to conquer Earth is successful. Even with much hardship we've faced, we have found companionship along the way." Optimus replied, looking at me with a soft smile. I let out a small giggle and waved my hands, emitting tiny heart-shaped sparks.
"Love you too, big guy." I said and flew down to meet their Ratchet. It seemed that besides Ultra Magnus, their Ratchet was the older bot.
Huh. No matter which realm, Ratchets are all grumpy...and old.
"Hello, Ratchet. I take it you're the team's medic?" I bowed in front of the old bot.
"The one and only. I am...sorry to hear of your world. The Decepticons are but an old tale coming back alive in our realm. We are still in battle...but it's different than before the Great War." He said, looking down onto his scarred servos.
"The Great War? Well scrap, that's why we're here in the first place." Our Ratchet replied, a little confused with their timeline.
"Hey, quick question. Is Cybertron...alive?" I asked the alternate reality doc bot. 'Ratchet' gave me a puzzled look before nodding.
"Since eons. Why?" that got my team to gasp loudly. Ratchet dropped his tool in disbelief, optics pooling with coolants as he choked out a sob.
"E-Eons!?" Ratchet coughed out, not believing his audials. Arcee and the rest weren't taking it well either, gawking at the group before them.
"C-Cybertron...was destroyed during the war...It's now in...ruins..." Ratchet closed his optics, looking down in shame. Young Optimus panicked, optics bulging out with clear astonishment.
"By the Allspark!" was the AU team's reply. Seeing how things turned for the worse, I spoke up.
"Y-Yeah, Megatron was...vicious. He sought for the total control of their planet...in the end, it got destroyed and now he wants ours instead." I summed it up for the young bots ahead of me. Floating down a little, I projected an imagery of the destroyed Cybertron.
"No..." 'Ratchet' muttered, wide optics.
"Yeah...but I guess we're glad to know that out there, there's a reality that the Autobots are thriving much better and Cybertron wasn't destroyed." I smiled wistfully and closed off the projection. Floating back to my Optimus, I whispered to the Prime.
"I guess we shouldn't have made things so sad..." I said. Optimus shook his helm, replying with equal quietness.
"I believe we can only take solace as what you've said, little one. Even so, they are still fighting with the Cons. It does not deviate from that path, as it seems." He mused, optics dimming with curiosity and sadness. Nudging his faceplate a little, I shot up and decided to change the mood.
"Alright! Enough of sob stories! We're finding a way to get your team back! Don't want to keep your own Cons waiting or possibly ravaging your world now, do we?" I said, flying down to our main computer.
"Ratchet, Bulkhead and...Ratchet can figure out the stuff on sending y'all home. In the meantime, I'll sort things out with Optimus...regarding my powers?" I suggested. My Ratchet scoffed, waving his wrench at me as he gave me a reprimanding look.
"Young lady! If anything, we need YOU on this!"
"Hey! We're not even sure if it was caused by me!"
"I'm 99% sure of it."
"There's...one percent of you being uncertain?" I chuckled, backing away.
"No point in running away. Come and start helping kid." 'Ratchet' said, unpacking his kit and tools. Their Bulkhead took out a datapad from his subspace, earning a whistle from our Bulkhead.
"Wow? I can't believe the other me is a spacebridge genius." He muttered, impressed. I sighed and went to help, seeing that I had no choice. The rest of the crew went into an awkward silence...until 'Bumblebee' spoke up.
"Sooo...this is me? In another reality?" he said, looking up to the inverted colour bot. Bumblebee beeped back in reply, startling the smaller, much noisier one.
:- Hi! I didn't know the other me would be...small?-: he beeped. Raf chuckled alongside with the rest of the team. 'Bumblebee' looked at them in confusion.
"What? Did he say something funny?" he asked, waving his hands frantically. Prowl sighed and stepped forward.
"He said you're small."
"Oh- WAIT WHAT!? How are you able to understand him!?" the young bot yelled, jumping onto the thin ninja bot's back.
"G-Gah! Get off! I think we all can understand him just fine! You need to listen sometimes, not to be yapping all the way Bumblebee!" Prowl growled, pulling the yellow and black bot off from his back.
"Shut up! Besides, I'm the number one fan favourite! I got them fans lining up from here to Cybertron!" he retorted, standing up adamantly.
"Ah...Enigma's gonna be pissed..." (Y/N) muttered before turning back to work with Ratchet.
"No. That's Optimus. Besides, can you act normal for once? You're making a fool of yourself." Prowl chided, sighing at the young mech's antics.
"WHAT!? The Mr. I-Follow-The-Rulebook? No way!" Bumblebee snapped back.
"Oh? He's the troublemaker?" Arcee smirked, leaning against the wall.
"Like you wouldn't believe it." Prowl replied. Jazz came behind and leaned against the ninja bot, smiling at the quiet mech.
"Now, now! Don't be a downer! How's it going, warrior lady?" Jazz smiled at Arcee, waving carefreely.
"So, so. You two close buddies?"
"No." "Yeah!"
Jazz snapped his helm towards Prowl with a feign hurt look.
"Aww man! Why ya gotta do me like that?" Jazz pouted. Prowl groaned, face-servoing. The Jet Twins were talking excitedly with Wheeljack, the latter parading his explosive and shared some pranks with the duo.
"Cool!" The two said in unison, looking at the grenade ecstatically.
"Got lots of these in the back. So, what's your deal?" Wheeljack smirked.
"We've got these cool powers and we can fly! Me brother deals with fire while I control wind!" Jetstorm said, beaming brightly at the Ex- Wrecker.
"Hohoho, that's not bad! So, the two of you combine your powers and...boom?"
"EXACTLY! BOOM!" the Jet Twins said, nodding frantically.
"I have a feeling we'll be getting on just fine." Wheeljack chuckled, slapping their back with glee.
"You bet we do!"
Meanwhile, Ultra Magnus was talking to his doppelgänger, both having an unreadable expression on their face. Optimus was conversing with the younger Prime, the smaller one taking in the wise bot's words. Everyone Sari had someone to talk to...except Sentinel.
He was...mopping by the side, unwilling to join. 'Optimus' tried to tag him along but he refused, not wanting to be the presence of the older Prime.
'Tsk. Just because he's a Prime doesn't mean he can boss me around! Ugh, puny humans...' he thought scornfully, forgetting that you were able to hear his thought loud and clear.
"Hey, Sentinel! Optimus is not bossing you around, you're just being sensitive! AND WHAT THE FRAG DID YOU SAY ABOUT HUMANS!?" I hollered, throwing an ice spike onto the ground dangerously close to his peds. I didn't like his tone on my guardian. Optimus is the kindest, sweetest and the most loving gentle giant EVER.
To the Pits if he thinks he can speak ill of my baby!
"(Y/N) ...that wasn't necessary..."
"Absolutely is, big guy! Nobody messes around with my guy! I'll rain scraplets on him if he continues to be a prick!" I growled. The team gulped, afraid of receiving the brunt of the situation and spoke up.
"H-Haha, (Y/N)- t-there there, no w-worries now! W-We're sure he didn't mean them...RIGHT SENTINEL!?" the team snapped their helms at the big chinned bot, begging him to agree or they'll be feast for the vermin.
"Y-Yeah..." Sentinel muttered, gulping a little. Huffing in satisfaction, I went back onto dealing with the scientist.
I sighed and raised my hands, trying to concentrate on picturing a spacebridge to send them home. Sari glowed bright blue and came close to me. She had her hands on my shoulders, channelling a foreign power onto my hands as I too went glowing. Within moments, a spark appeared before a full-scale spacebridge appeared, sucking in some papers and dust. The team held onto the railing, trying their best to not get sucked into the portal.
"(Y/N)! YOU GOTTA CONTROL IT OR WE'RE GONNA BE DEAD!" Ratchet yelled, gripping tightly onto the table.
"I'M TRYING!" I cried out, but I knew better. The portal was flickering a dangerous black hue, as if it's a black hole and sucking in all life forces. I gritted my teeth and tried to hold it down, but it didn't work. Unfortunately, I slipped and fell right into the hole, screaming my lungs out before it vanished. Sari missed me by the tip of my hair before I disappeared.
"(Y/N)!!"
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"AAAAAAHHHH!!!" I screamed and landed with a loud thud onto the ground.
"Ow..." I whined, rubbing my butt in pain. Damn it, what the fuck was that about? I looked around and groaned, face-palming as I met with a team of familiar faces. A pair of long, silver optic ridges appeared in front of me, silently demanding what the frag am I doing here.
"Oh, for fuck's sake...Hi Megs." I said, waving weakly at the Decepticon leader.
"How in the Pits did you get in!?" he hissed, reaching down to pick me up. I swatted his hands away, groaning loudly as the game of Tag began.
The whole Decepticon team versus me, a tiny fragging human.
So fucking great.