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An Autobot Prime in charge of a space bridge repair crew. Currently situated on Earth and on a mission to collect the missing Allspark shards.

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[Optimus smiled behind his mask, giving Alice a nod.]

suppose I could go see if there's any oil we could bring along as well. There might be a few barrels in the main hall.

[Optimus stood up, ready to head out.]
December 7, 2025 at 7:12 PM
I'd like to go outside for some fresh air.

[Optimus looked over to Sentinel who was still lying down. The other Prime didn't look much better when it came to sleep.]

Would you like to come as well Sentinel?
December 7, 2025 at 1:05 PM
[Optimus thought about Alice's suggestion for a brief moment. The idea of going outside sounded nice. Being cooped up within the four walls was going to get claustrophobic soon enough, and the Prime thought he could really do with some stretching.]

That's a good idea.
December 7, 2025 at 1:05 PM
[Optimus' finials flick up at Alice's voice, and the Prime pushes himself up to sit on the berth. Despite having spent the night in his own quarters with Sentinel and Alice, the dark circles under his optics have not managed to disappear.]

What have you planned? [Optimus asked.]
December 5, 2025 at 7:09 PM
[From: Optimus Prime to; Rodimus Prime # tag(s): Hot Rod]

I understand...

In that case, I won't stand aside and watch you throw your life away.

I will meet you there.
December 2, 2025 at 2:22 PM
[From: Optimus Prime to; Rodimus Prime # tag(s): Hot Rod]

Iridescent?

...

You're not going to change your mind about this, are you.
December 2, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Right in front to Alice?! [The heat on the Prime's face could be seen peaking underneath his optics.]
December 2, 2025 at 12:52 AM
[Optimus' vents audibly stuttered after Sentinel's words, and right afterwards, they began to huff out hot air as the Prime's frame began to heat from embarrassment.]

Sentinel! [Optimus turned to look up at the other Prime with wide optics, gritting his dentae behind his mask.]
December 2, 2025 at 12:52 AM
but it quickly turned into a frustrated engine rev upon hearing the "threat."]

Don't you dare... [Optimus said as he closed his optics, attempting to find it in himself to finally rest.]
December 1, 2025 at 9:30 PM
[Optimus' pauldrons shook slightly from the quiet chuckle he gave to both Alice and Sentinel. He found the two's insistent support and care comforting, even if the Prime felt there was no need to worry over his wellbeing so.]

[Optimus' engine purred from the kiss Sentinel placed on his helm, —
December 1, 2025 at 9:30 PM
Optimus would tense ever so slightly, subconsciously moving himself so that the digits wouldn't reach them.]
December 1, 2025 at 8:48 PM
[Optimus glared up at Sentinel from the corner of his optic, before burying his face deeper with muffled groan.]

I'd rather not.

[Despite his embarrassment, the servo running against Optimus' back felt nice, comforting even.]

[However, whenever Sentinel's touch would near the Prime's wings, —
December 1, 2025 at 8:48 PM
[Optimus couldn't find his words, but he had never guessed Alice would be one to hear that recording, nor Sentinel.]

[The latter would never let him forget this.]

[Optimus hid his face into the crook of Sentinel's arm.]
November 30, 2025 at 11:36 PM
[When the plush toy let out an all too familiar sounding bark, Optimus' finials lowered in embarrassment, and even behind his battle mask, one could see the evident blush on his face.]

[So that's what the barking recording was for.]

So that's— I didn't— Uhm...
November 30, 2025 at 11:36 PM
against Sentinel's chassis.]

Is it a color that you like?

[Optimus asked. The fact that something soft along with his resemblance could aid Alice's rest warmed the Prime's spark, even if he found it a little odd.]

[Optimus never really thought his likeness could have that effect.]
November 30, 2025 at 9:13 PM
any longer.]

[Optimus picked Alice on his servo gently, placing him on top of Sentinel's chassis before Optimus himself crawled on top of the other Prime. Then, with a long sigh, Optimus rest against Sentinel on his front, wings spread on his sides.]

[Optimus relaxed his helm, resting his cheek —
November 30, 2025 at 9:13 PM
[Optimus watched as Sentinel made himself conformable—or as comfortable as he could—on his berth. The sight was inviting, but the Prime glanced at his wings once in slight hesitation before walking up to his Amica.]

[Sentinel was right. Optimus guessed he wouldn't be sleeping on his side —
November 30, 2025 at 9:13 PM
That seems to be.

Sentiboo.
November 30, 2025 at 8:32 PM
I'm sure I will be able to handle them just fine.
November 30, 2025 at 8:30 PM
What did I just walk in on...
November 30, 2025 at 8:22 PM
We can watch it if you'd like. I'm curious to see what these "Gremlins" are.
November 30, 2025 at 8:15 PM
Is this... me? I feel like I've seen this before, but... [Optimus said, bringing his digit up to gently touch the pink plush in Alice's hold.]
November 30, 2025 at 8:13 PM
The Prime's well-being.]

I remember. I always had the best rest when it was with you and Elita.

[It was then when Optimus saw the pink plushie that looked oddly familiar.]
November 30, 2025 at 8:13 PM