A/N: Requested by @storyaboutHP ! I hope you like it! XD Dad! Op is getting popular now it seems XD Enjoy the chappy~~
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"Optimus, we're receiving a high-frequency transmission emitting from the hillside of New Zealand. It could be a trap." Ratchet said, typing on the computer. Raf was helping along too, triangulating the coordinates.
"Or an emergency beacon from our fellow comrade. Whatever the possibilities, we cannot afford to not and check. Autobots, prepare to roll out!" Optimus said, gathering the team and went through the groundbridge. The team arrived at a crash site.
"Autobots, be wary of your surroundings. There may be a Decepticon lurking by." Optimus said, faceguard still on. He had his blaster ready, scanning around the perimeter.
"Optimus..." Bulkhead muttered, pointing at the massive crater. In the middle was a small stasis pod crash-landed. The Prime gave a firm nod to his teammates, ready to give another command when a familiar voice brought them out of their thoughts.
"Ah, fancy seeing you here, Prime!" Megatron mocked, charging up his cannons.
"Autobots, retrieve the pod at all cost!" he commanded. Megatron laughed and fired some shots at the Prime. The Autobot leader ducked out of the way and unsheathed his own blades to clash with Megatron's.
"Oh? Getting a little jittery today, Optimus?" Megatron snarled, pushing the quiet Prime away.
"And you're nothing but scrap-talking today!" Smokescreen said, firing some blasters at the silver gladiator. The young mech was shortening their distance with the Decepticon warlord, still unrelenting with the blasters. Megatron rolled his optics and back-handed the small rookie.
"This is my fight with Optimus! You'll do well to remember it!" he seethed, picking Smokescreen up by his neck cables and flung him far away.
Behind the scenes, Arcee was duelling with Knockout while Bulkhead was intercepting blows from Dreadwing. Bumblebee dealing with the rest of the drones, killing them off to ease the burden of the team.
Optimus's optics lingered a second longer and he paid a hefty price as Megatron gave the Prime a harsh kick to the faceplate, sending him tumbling down the hill. The red and blue mech got back up quickly, not wanting to waste a second longer. Transforming into his vehicle form, Optimus sped down to make haste for the pod. Megatron caught wind of the situation and zoomed down in his jet form, chasing after sneaky Prime.
"WE ARE NOT DONE YET, OPTIMUS!" he roared, transforming and crashed onto the truck, forcing Optimus to revert back to biped mode. Megatron was on top of the Autobot leader, his blades dangerously close onto Optimus's neck.
"Today is the day that marks the end of a PRIME'S REIGN!" Megatron declared darkly, smirking down at the battered Optimus.
"Only in your darkest, twisted dreams, Megatron!" Optimus gave out a war-cry and pushed back. The momentum made the silver mech unbalanced and gave the Prime an upper hand. Optimus took the chance and flipped the gladiator over. Megatron shifted under the pressure before Optimus tugged him violently and threw him onto a side. The throw made Megatron collided with the ground roughly, successfully injuring the fearsome Con.
"Ack!" Megatron landed flat on his backstruts. The blow damaged some of his vital platings but he held it in, wrath fuelling his anger at a certain mech. Optimus charged forward, only to be halted by an Energon prod.
"Ah, ah, ah. Big M's favourite medic is always watching~" Knockout sing-songed, twirling his Energon prod haughtily.
His moments were short-lived when Arcee slammed her elbows onto his face, delivering a mean gash to his cheeks. Not giving time for the medic to recover, Arcee continued her assaults, each one of them deadly and precise.
"G-Get off! My paintjob! Curse you Autobots, I just buffed it today!" Knockout snapped, activating his rotary saw. Bulkhead came just in time and slammed his wrecking ball down hard onto the cherry red mech's helm, successfully knocking him out.
Pun intended.
Taking the chance, Dreadwing tried to sneak his way and pried open the casing, but Bumblebee was much faster, firing at the seeker. Angered, the Decepticon lieutenant was about to fire back when he saw his master's pained expressions. Weighing in the situation, Dreadwing chose to assist Megatron, leaving the emergency pod in the hands of Bumblebee.
Slowly, the young scout opened the lid, hoping to see his possibly fellow comrade lost in the stars. Steam came out of the casing, blocking his view. It cleared out quick, only to reveal...
A sparkling.
:-SCRAP! GUYS! I NEED HELP!!-: Bumblebee yelled, panicking. He didn't know how to deal with sparklings. One thing for sure, the poor bot was the sparkling of the group and HE DID NOT LEARN THIS IN THE AUTOBOT ACADEMY!
"What's wrong- BY THE ALLSPARK! COM RATCHET, NOW!" Arcee took control of the situation, gently taking the tiny figure out. Unfortunately, during the launch of the stasis pod, the sparkling was entangled with the wires securely to ensure that it stays in its place.
"Optimus! We have a situation! We got a sparkling in sight!" Arcee commed.
"Bring the pod back, I'll draw the fire away!" Optimus replied, still struggling with Dreadwing. The broad seeker was fighting hard, avenging for his injured master.
"Guys, come on!" Arcee said, grunting as she lifted the pod. Bulkhead came along to help, all pitching in. Their groundbridge appeared and the trio struggled to get it in. Ratchet was by the mouth of the bridge, helping to carry it back to base.
"Arcee, get Optimus back now! We've got this covered, go!" Ratchet urged. Arcee nodded and transformed, revving her engines as she put metal to the pedal, hoping to get her leader out before it's too late.
"Arcee, I told you to-"
"We got it, let's go!" she snapped, pulling Optimus to one side. Optimus nodded, backing away to make a rush for the groundbridge. Dreadwing rained bullets of them but Smokescreen rushed just in time to nullify all the blows with the Phase-Shifter.
"Miss us, sucker!" Smokescreen smirked, jumping back into the groundbridge with his team before it closed. Dreadwing growled in annoyance but turned back to assess his master. Optimus's attack rendered his boss badly, though the warlord would never admit it.
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"Woah..." Miko trailed off, watching by the side-lines with Jack and Raf as their guardians came back battered and tired, but victorious.
"Woohoo! Did ya see the Con's face? Hah!" Smokescreen boasted, fist-bumping in the air. Ratchet nudged him away to tend for the sparkling in the pod.
"Arcee, come over please." Ratchet called. "I need you to work with me. You're the smallest, making it much easier to get her out. I'll cut the wires out, make sure the little one's helm is secured." He said, brandishing his pliers.
Agreeing, the two worked together, patiently removing all of the obstacle before the two-wheeler gently picked you up. With the touch of a familiar being, you finally onlined.
Your sight was blurry at first, then slowly but surely, it cleared. You were faced with a femme with blue helm staring back at you with fascination. Her gaze was hard but it held some softness in it, making you feel a tad bit warm. Gurgling, you raised your tiny servos to grasp the lining on her faceplate.
"Awowo..." you murmured, giggling a little as you managed to touch her cheeks. Arcee softened her looks and let down her guard, chuckled at your cuteness.
"Well, hello there. Aren't you cute?" she cooed, softly touching your servos. You burst into a fit of giggle, babbling random words at the femme warrior. Arcee made her way to the medical berth with you in arms, carefully holding you in place.
Ratchet gasped in awe, melting at the sight of you. It has been eons since he had last seen a sparkling. The rate of a newborn in Cybertron took a plunge when the war started. It was a miracle that you survived, seeing that Megatron had cold-sparkedly murdered thousands upon thousands of innocent lives.
"Hey there..." he softly spoke, taking over from Arcee with much care. Setting you on the berth, the medic gave you a quick scan, hoping that you're all healthy and not defective. The scan came out negative and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Though, his moment of peace was blatantly shattered by you speaking up, scaring the living daylights out of the poor bot.
"Owwo...Wat yuu doinnn...?" you blurted out, voice box glitching a little due to not being in use for so long.
"AHHH!!" Ratchet screamed, backing away. His jolt of surprise spooked you, effectively bringing you to tears.
"Ratchet!" Miko hissed, vaulting over the railing to see you. You were slightly bigger than Jack but the Japanese girl didn't care as she took your attention.
"Hey there! Don't cry, little baby~" she said, hugging you. The lady very much wanted to carry you but due to size difference, she opted for the next best option, hugging. You stopped weeping at her touch and smiled, snuggling into the foreign organic's touch.
"Oaogowow- swofty..." you gurgled, taking a lock of Miko's hair. Miko laughed, squeezing you as she gushed.
"You're so cute!" she said, pressing her face close to yours. You return the gesture by mimicking her, giggling. Raf and Jack made their way to your side and gently rubbed your helm, sighing in delight.
"Hello..." Jack said, bending down. The two of you were sitting on the berth when the two boys came over. Looking up, you saw the older teen boy staring back into your (e/c) eyes and you broke first, bursting into another fit of giggles.
"She's so cute. Ratchet, you suck at handling kids." Miko jabbed, rolling her eyes at the medic. Ratchet sputtered, offended by the teen girl's words.
Making his way over to the berth, the grumpy medic's mood lightened when he saw you weren't crying anymore as you stared at him with curiosity twinkling in your big bright optics. At your expressions, even the stern old medic couldn't resist the smile forming on his faceplate as he gently touched your cheeks.
"Hello there, little one..." he chuckled, picking up and set you close to his chassis. You beeped happily, snuggling into his touch. Curiosity got the best of Optimus and the Prime trotted over to see the commotion. His optics landed on you in Ratchet's chassis, the latter chuckling and unable to contain his smiles.
Bending down, Optimus held out a digit at you. You saw the large mech extending his black digits at you and immediately took hold of it, beaming brighter as you spoke your first intelligible words.
"Sire!" you chirped, laughing cheerfully into warm digits. Optimus broke his stoic mask and smiled, picking you away from Ratchet as he held you close to his large chassis. Your spark and his were beating in sync, making you feel even safer in his arms.
"Sire, sire!" you called again, struggling in his arms. You faced the Prime and clapped your servos energetically, repeating the phrase with joy. Optimus sat down on the berth, chuckling.
The whole team went silent at the sound of their respected leader laughing along with a small sparkling.
OPTIMUS IS SMILING! WHAT THE FRAG-
"Hello, little one. Do you have a designation, sweetspark?" The Prime even gave you a fragging nickname at first glance!
"Woah, Optimus is in dad mode." Miko muttered, leaning onto Jack's shoulder. The three humans were watching the strangely calming scene before them, impressed and in shock. The Prime paid no attention to the weird stares, offering his gaze fully onto you.
"Me! Me! Me (Y/N)!" you buried your helm into his chassis once again, elicting low rumbles of laugh from the Autobot leader. Raising an optic ridge at you, Optimus nodded along.
"Very well then, little (Y/N)." he said, picking you up and gave a soft kiss to your helm. You beeped in happiness, hugging his neck cables with your tiny servos. Optimus relished in your purity, the Prime suddenly feeling at ease of his burdens at the sight of you.
Standing up, Optimus turned to face the team with a new look, surprising the team again. No seriously, it's a new look indeed; the Prime was smiling brightly, matching with yours.
"Everyone, meet (Y/N). Little princess, meet your family."