D-16's "wife"
Hrrrmmmm.....
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No one, in all of their time since coming online, could ever predict D-16, of all mech, be able to bag a conjunx. Well, at least, one that is not only a true transformer but a Prime.
A very tall, very gorgeous, very scary and hot Prime. One that resembles what a lot of what they imagined a Cybertronian Knight of Old would look like. Holy Primus, D-16, how the slag did that happened??
For all of the time D-16 has worked on the mines, no sane mech had thought the silver mech would disappear for a few cycles and come back with a conjunx twice, maybe even trice, his height. No one who even interacted regularly with D-16, even impersonal, would think he would one day just up and decide to get a partner. A lot of the miners thought he got promoted, demoted, maybe even died in a ditch somewhere or something. Not getting a surprise vacation to the surface only to come back cogged and with a conjunx!? Yeah. They're never gonna wrap their processors around that.
"D-16, how the slag did you bag that??" Jazz muttered, discreetly staring with wide optics up at the Prime behind his visor, turning his helm away when the tall mech seem to notice. His vents clicking sharply, whirring in embarrassment.
"Look, can we all just focus? Right now? Can we talk about this later??" D-16 practically begged, the situation had spiralled out of control and he didn't even get to the important part yet. He groaned as the miners all around continued to non-discreetly talk about Optimus, staring openly at how differently built the other's frame is. He gets it all ready, D-16 couldn't land the red and blue mech on a normal cycle- not even in a vorn, but, Primusdamnit, he got conjunxed with the Prime and D-16 will be keeping his thoughts and feelings about that in a box deep in his processor until that slagging false Prime is dealt with. "I'll tell the story later, but for now, please, listen to me."
D-16 could feel Optimus' EM field rolling with amusement all too clearly, especially through the spark bond, as the miners continued to fuss over his apparent conjunx more that the fact that he's no longer a cogless miner. He threw a half hearted glare up at the blue and silver mech, which Optimus met with a half quirked smile before his battlemask slid in place with a sharp Clang! Every miner tensed, optics staring at the Prime with apprehension.
"Everyone," Optimus started, his voice rumbling, as he crossed his arms over his chest. His frame seemingly looming over everyone, his blue optics glowing almost ominously.
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Yeah, I gave up pretty soon
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