Being the oldest youngest sibling sucked for Fearless.

Technically in Cybertronian terms, they were the youngest.

Being in their teens compared to thousand year old Cons does that.

But by Earth standards… they were still the youngest, but mentally they were one of the older siblings!

Well middle child, but not the youngest!

That was for Oberon!

They were sure that Ironhold would be their younger twin, but they couldn’t prove it yet.

And Ophelia… there was no competition there.

She practically reeked of eldest daughter.

But no!

In the eyes of her siblings, THEY were the baby!

The dumb fragile baby that needed to be wrapped in bubble wrap and ‘protected’ at all times!

Just because their ribs ended up getting bruised from the last few surprise trust falls, that did not give them excuse to use the little sibling card!

So that brought them here.

The warehouse district.

Full of old abandoned warehouses.

Why was there an entire district for these things?

Fearless wasn’t going to think too hard on that, besides these used to be their old stomping grounds before the Cons came into the picture.

They were walking by one of the older crate warehouses listening to their tunes on full blast.

When suddenly they heard a harsh peel of tires and nearly got whiplashed by how fast a pair of servos snatched them from the ground.

Yep, their bruised ribs definitely didn’t like that.

But panic started setting in when they did not register who’s servos these were.

These were con servos.

And they had been picked up enough by the bots to know what their servos feel like, these were from a stranger’s.

It also didn’t help that they were being pressed up against this bot’s chassis with no way of seeing their face.

The bot carefully takes Fearless away from his chassis. Fearless: “Okay wise guy! What’s the big idea!” The bot blinked. Alabaster: “I’m not ‘Wise Guy’, my name is Alabaster Lapis.” Fearless takes a good look at the bot holding them. He wasn’t someone they knew on either side. Fearless: “Alabaster? That’s… unique.” The bot seemed to puff his chassis at the compliment. By the Allspark why was it cute!? No focus! We must stay focused! Fearless: “I… um… I’m okay. But what was that about? You know there are better ways of introducing yourself, right?” Alabaster gestured to the side and Fearless saw the reason for the rushed introduction. Right where they were walking now lay the ruins of an old crate. If they had been under that, they would have gone squish! This bot had just saved their life. Alabaster: “I just acted! I thought you would move after the first creaks, but you didn’t.” Fearless: “…Thanks Alabaster. Wait, that’s too long of a name, we gotta figure out some nickname for you.” Alabaster blinked confused. Alabaster: “Nickname? Like those names that the people on the TV give each other when they are friends? Wait are we friends now!?” Fearless couldn’t help but laugh a bit at the excitement this bot was showing on his face. Fearless: “Guess we are. I’m Fearless by the way.”

Time goes on as Fearless and Alabaster’s friendship blossomed.

They insisted on making the old warehouse homier for their new friend.

It looked way too cold and lifeless in the warehouse as it was.

The bot had no objections, even producing color schemes he wanted to try on the walls.

The two of them ended up covered in paint and dust.

Self-care days came once Fearless tried to give Alabaster a wash and noticed how dull his paint job was.

They made sure that bot was the best-looking food truck in this city!

Speaking of food, the duo made it a weekly tradition to find random recipes online and from cooking channels.

Though whether these recipes actually turned out good was another story…

Alabaster is gently rubbing Fearless’s back as they puke into a bucket. Alabaster: “There, there, I told you that was a bad idea.” Fearless is sweaty and shoots him an exhausted look. Fearless: “D-didn’t you—you say to add---add the extra salt?” Alabaster just continues to rub their back as they go back to puking.

Sure, about half of the time Alabaster ended up nursing a sick Fearless, but the other half ended up on his list of things to cook in his alt mode.

He needed to feed his best friend after all.

Sleepovers took place after a particularly bad storm hit the city.

Fearless didn’t feel like getting drenched or calling anyone to come get them so they stayed.

Alabaster was so scared to be near the human while he slept.

What if he rolled over and squashed them!?

Solution?

Sleeping on a ‘nest’ of blankets, tucked safely near his neckcables.

Sleepovers soon became almost as religious as self-care days.

Fearless is getting cozy in their nest. Alabaster: “Why haven’t you told them?” Fearless: “Hmm?” Alabaster: “The Con’s. You haven’t told them. Why?” Fearless: “…I don’t know myself ‘Aster.” Lies. They know exactly why. Fearless: “Do you… Do you want me to tell them?” Alabaster: “No… No thanks. The last thing I want is to be dragged into a war.” He glances at them and smiles a bit. Alabaster: “Besides, with all that time fighting, who’s going to be watching you?” Fearless laughs a bit, gently shoving his faceplate. Fearless: “You mean who’s going to be watching you. You can’t fight to save your life ‘Aster. If anything, I’d have to save your sorry tailpipe from danger.” Both bot and human laughed wholeheartedly. Fearless snuggles closer to their bot. Fearless: “Night ‘Aster.” Alabaster: “Night Fearless.”

The siblings start to notice the lack of their human sibling in the base after a couple of months pass.

At first, they brushed it off.

Fearless did have a life outside the base after all.

But once they started blowing the game night and weekly venting parties, they knew something was off.

The siblings did try to stage an intervention once, but it ended with Ironhold and Fearless yelling at each other.

The human took their revenge by staying out of the base and radio silent for a full month.

… Well, not complete silence.

Fearless did send an occasional text to Silver Aid just to let her know they were okay.

They couldn’t have their Mama worried now.

Megatron is walking by Oberon’s room but pauses when he hears more voices in there. He stops and hovers a bit. Lugnut spots him. Lugnut: “My Lord? What are you doing?” Megatron shushes him and tries to listen better. Lugnut: “My Lord isn’t this an invasion of privacy? Oberon will not be happy when he finds out.” Megatron: “If he finds out. Now silence.” Oberon: “—There’s no way that’s possible! Its—That’s—Its Fearless we’re talking about! Our chaotic gremlin of a sibling! Our little rat! Our little adrenaline junkie!” Ironhold: “I’m going to have to agree with Oberon on this one Ophelia. There simply is no way this is possible.” Ophelia: “It may be hard to think about, but we can’t rule it out!” Megatron was wondering what in the world his children were talking about. Yes, Fearless had been a bit absent lately, but not that absent… right? Oberon: “You’ve been watching too many soap operas with Silver.” Ophelia: “I’m telling you it’s a possibility.” Megatron hears fake gagging. Ophelia: “Oh grow some bearings the both of you. It is a natural thing, and it just so happened to Fearless.” Ironhold: “No! I will not stand here and think another second of Fearless having a Conjunx any longer!” … … CLANK! Lugnut: “MY LORD!” The siblings open the door just to see Lugnut carrying their father to the medbay. Wonder what happened there?

The Decepticons had faced many foes and obstacles in their lifetime.

Most of them being Autobots and the rare occasion of a different alien species.

But this, this had to be one of the biggest foes they had faced yet.

One might be thinking it be a large Autobot like Omega Supreme.

And they’d be wrong.

The mighty foe was none other than a human.

A human that got on everyone’s nerves.

None of the Con’s knew how exactly they human knew where their location was or why they came inside willingly.

All they did know was the puny organic loved to mess with them.

Starscream is walking around the base. The little human was on a ledge holding a can of silly spray. The human jumped off the ledge. Human: “Geronimo!” They land on his helm and starts spraying everywhere with the silly string. Starscream: “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! GET THIS THING OFF ME!!!” Later… Megatron is sitting on his throne so no one can see the writing of ‘KING CON’ on his lower backside. Megatron: “Lugnut… what is that?” Lugnut has a drawing of a mustache on his faceplate. Lugnut: “The human came in while I was asleep My Lord.” Blitzwing is next to him with even more doodles on his faces. Blitzwing: “You think?!”

The Cons have tried to catch the human before.

But it usually ends up with them gracefully evading each trap or taking it apart.

Even when Lugnut and Blitzwing attempted to recreate traps they had seen humans use to keep rodents out of their homes.

The human walked away happy that day with an entire wheel of parmesan cheese

Some Cons have started looking up on the internet to see if the human is some sort of urban legend or cryptic.

The human was given the nickname Fearless.

Though it was meant to be a way words compliment about them being the most fearless being the first to get terminated.

Fearless wore that name with pride, now referring to themselves by the name when they came by the base.

Finally, the Cons decide to ignore the human in hopes that it would just leave on its own.

The human quickly notices the shift and is a bit weirded out by it.

Fearless tried amping up their tricks but the Cons use every ounce of self-restrain to not pay any attention to them.

Slowly the human stops making their usual appearances, which to the Con’s shock found worrisome.

They had gotten used to the little vermin antics that now the base seemed much quieter.

Megatron found himself looking around the floor more often than what he’d like to admit.

Starscream as much as he hates to admit it, missed the little laughter the human made.

Blitzwing and Lugnut have both been caught leaving food and ‘toys’ out to see if the human would come back.

Blackarachnia missed the human playing pranks on Starscream.

The Con’s are going through their usual business, though it’s a bit slower than usual. Fearless quietly walks into the base with a large backbag. They look confused at the slightly sulking Cons. Fearless walks up to Blitzwing’s pede and taps it. Blitzwing ‘Icy’ looks down surprised. Fearless: “Hey Blitzy, whats up with everyone?” Blitzwing ‘Random’ squeals as he scoops up Fearless and turns to the other Con’s. Blitwing: “THEY’RE BACK! FEARLEZZ IZ BACK!!!” Fearless is a bit dizzy by the sudden scoop and gets picked up by the helm of their shirt by none other than the Leader of the Decepticon’s himself. Megatron: “You best have a good excuse for the sudden reclusion, human.” Fearless looks confused before giving him a smug look. Fearless: “Aw! You guys missed me? Even after giving me the cold shoulder for about a month?” There is a lot of stuttering and denying from all the Con’s. Fearless has their arms crossed almost playfully. Fearless: “So, am I gonna get an apology? Cause I can always just go—” They are interrupted as they are placed on Megatron’s shoulder. Fearless can feel him grumbling with an apology low enough for them to hear. They laugh a bit, patting Megatron’s helm while giving him a genuine smile. Fearless: “Apology accepted King Con.”

The Con’s are protective of their little ‘pet’, a title that is not fooling anyone.

Fearless was now a part of their team.

No, they did not help with the Decepticon cause, they were more of a mascot that was just happy to be there.

Now being fully accepted by the Con’s Fearless’s pranking had gone down a bit and showed a bit of a softer side of the human.

Lugnut is walking through the base carrying a crate. The human quickly jogs by his side. Fearless: “Lugnut! Hey Lugnut!” Lugnut: “What?” The human looks at him concern. Fearless: “You, okay?” Lugnut is caught off guard. Lugnut: “Erm…” Fearless: “You don’t usually do these rounds yet, and you look a bit stressed.” Lugnut tries again to ignore the human. Fearless: “Is everything okay? You can talk to me if you want.” Lugnut: “And why would I talk to you?” Fearless: “I think just its better to unload some things from your mind before they get bigger. And what better way to unload it on someone who has no connections to you and your cause!” Lugnut looks a bit unsure. Lugnut: “… You will listen?” The human smiles at him reassuring. Fearless: “No judgement here big guy. Lay it on me!” A couple minutes later… Lugnut is on the ground while the human was patting his helm sympathetically. Lugnut: “I just really miss my Conjunx!” Fearless: “Umm, what’s a Conjunx again?” Lugnut: “I believe it is something similar to a spouse in your language.” Fearless: “Wait your married!?” Later… Fearless, Blackarachnia and Blitzwing unroll a large spread of paper. Blitzwing ‘Random’ is using a mop to paint Fearless’s hands and feet. ‘Random’: “Vhat iz the next part?” Blackarachnia: “This seems pointless.” Fearless: “Hush! Now let the master work their magic.” Fearless starts walking on the giant paper, leaving their footprints and hand prints in a certain pattern. The process repeats until there is a flower in the paper. Blackarachnia blinks a bit surprised. Blackarachnia: “That was… unexpected.” ‘Random’: “OOOOOOHHHHHH! Now my turn!” Even later… Starscream is on his berth sprawled out while Fearless is on his chassis. Fearless: “Have you, I don’t know, maybe stop trying to terminate Megatron?” Starscream: “And why would I do that? I am so close to becoming the Leader the Decepticon’s need!” Fearless: “Have you tried being the Second in Command the Cons need instead?” Starscream goes to retaliate but stops. Fearless: “It would Definity get you some brownie points if you started being nicer to some of the Con’s.” Starscream: “…What are Brownie points?” Even more later… Fearless yawns a bit, clutching their blanket. They spot Megatron’s pede, they sit down and lean on it. Megatron looks down. Megatron: “What are you—” Fearless was now deep asleep on his pede. Megatron blinks before carefully scooping them up and letting them rest on his servo. He gently strokes their back as they snuggle closer into his servo. Megatron: “Foolish human…”

Ratchet and Wheeljack were just trying to fix the groundbridge.

Next thing they know, two bot’s come flinging out and Ratchet nearly throws out his backstruts diving in after a screaming human from hitting the floor.

The bots are unconscious and led to the medbay.

They both had hit their helms hard on the floor and had the Decepticon badge.

These Con’s probably kidnapped the human and the groundbrigde picked up on their energy signatures and brought them here.

The good news was that the Cons were securely restrained.

Bad news was that the human was not unconscious.

They were… a bit of a handful to say it in a nice way.

Fearless: “WHO ARE YOU!? WHERE AM I?! WHERE’S MY FAMILY!?” Wheeljack: “Hey, hey, relax kid. You’re safe now.” Fearless ignores this and tries to squirm around until they see Ironhold and Ophelia restrained on the medbay. Fearless: “IRONHOLD! OPHELIA! WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM!? I’LL KICK YOUR SORRY TIN CAN IF YOU SO MUCH AS SCRATCHED THEIR PAINTJOB!” Ratchet: “What? These Decepticon’s clearly kidnapped you.” Fearless goes to argue but then glares at Ratchet. Fearless: “Hey, are you related to that Ratchet bot from Team Prime? I mean like an ugly cousin or something?” Wheeljack snorts a bit as Ratchet scoffs. Ratchet: “I am Ratchet. How do you know my designation?” Fearless laughs a bit before quieting down seeing the bots not laughing. Fearless: “Wait, so if your Ratchet… and the portal… and you’re not tiny anymore… oh…oh great we’re in another dimension aren’t we.” Ratchet and Wheeljack: “What?” Fearless: “Hush! I need to calm down and think—" Optimus walks in. Optimus: “Ratchet there was yelling, what happened?” Fearless: “IS THAT PRIME?!”

There was a bit to explain on Fearless’s end as well as the rest of team Prime who soon filed in.

They recounted the story of how they and their siblings got sucked into a random portal on the way to get groceries.

They sat leaning on the smaller minibots side, occasionally looking at her and the larger bot with a concerned look on their face.

It wouldn’t be long until the Cons started waking up. Ironhold groans in pain and goes to grip their helm. Their servos are restrained. Ironhold: “What the… what’s with the restraints!” The commotion wakes Ophelia up who is also restrained. Fearless gets up and hugs Ophelia’s helm. Fearless: “Lia! Oh, thank the Allspark! I do not want to have to explain this alone.” Ophelia: “Fearless? Wait where are—” She catches sight of much larger Autobots. Ophelia: “Since when did the bots get that big!?” Ironhold moves their helm and spots the bots too. Except with a much bigger response. Ironhold: “Fearless! Ophelia!” They are trying to snap the thick restraints. Ironhold: “TOUCH THEM AND I WILL END YOU!”

So that took another while to calm down the Cons.

Well, mainly Ironhold from trying to throw servos with any bot who looked at their siblings in any way.

Even in a completely different universe, Ironhold still held themselves tall… even though they barely came up to a few inches above TFP Bumblebee.

The TFP crew is stunned to hear that these three visitors were Megatron’s kids.

Just… just how?!

HOW!?

Ironhold they could see being Megatron’s child.

But Ophelia?

Fearless?!

That was something different.

Ironhold and Fearless shot back that seeing this new Team Prime was weird to them.

And where was everyone?

Surely this rinky dinky team had their tech and communications hidden around somewhere and weren’t relying on human technology.

…

…

Oh, Primus they WERE!?

On finding out about this base being the current living place of the Autobots, Team Prime notices a shift in the visitors.

It was almost like they were in disbelief… maybe a bit disturbed as well.

The complete shift happens when talks about Megatron and the Decepticons are made.

Ironhold, Ophelia and Fearless are looking at the screen. It shows videos of the Decepticons ravaging the planet and some close calls. One particular video of Raf nearly dying makes Ophelia and Ironhold unconsciously move closer to Fearless. The human’s eyes burn into the screen, not making any objections to their siblings moving closer. Ironhold turns to Optimus with a grim face. Ironhold: “And you say your Megatron was at fault for this?” Optimus: “Yes.” Ironhold looks disgusted at Megatron’s face. Ironhold: “For the time we are here, I will help your team.” Ophelia: “And I.” Fearless: “What am I a roach? Sign me up!” Ratchet: “And how can we trust you?” Ironhold: “We may be aligned with the Decepticons, but this.” They point at Megatron. Ironhold: “We do not follow him. So, trust us or not, we will not stand a mech like that running around.” Fearless: “Plus he’s kinda ugly.” Ophelia: “Fearless.” Fearless: “Oh come one! He looks like he is on space rocks!” Bulkhead: “Well…” Fearless: “…Say sike right now.” Bumblebee: “Beep bep (It’s called Dark Energon)” Fearless: “Say sike right now!”

Things with the new visitors goes smoothly at first.

Until the inevitable comes…

The kids meet the cons and Fearless.

Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead are a bit wary of leaving their kids with the visitors.

But it turns out that they had nothing to worry about.

Fearless obviously is the first one they warm up to.

Followed by Ophelia and then Ironhold.

Ophelia likes observing and answering questions the kids have.

Ironhold is very still when the kids start to use them as a jungle gym when Fearless shows how ‘harmless’ they are.

Miko and Fearless are not allowed to be alone in the same room.

And both are not allowed near the groundbrigde without supervision after they ran into it one time.

…And were transported near the bots battle.

Fearless grabs a rock and chucks it at Megatron. Fearless: “HEY UGLY!” Megatron turns their way. They live up to their name and stand firm. Miko is looking from afar at her new role model. Miko: “Wow…” Fearless: “WHAT WOULD SIVLER AID THINK OF THIS!?” Megatron: “Who?” Fearless: “… You know what, that makes sense. You don’t even DESERVE to know who she is you slimy bucket head son of a—” Ironhold and Ophelia feel their energon run cold seeing Fearless bad mouthing this pointy and much larger Megatron. Ironhold and Ophelia: “FEARLESS!” The taller con grabs Ophelia and throws her at Megatron’s helm and tackles his side. Ophelia is covering his optics with her frame. Ironhold is doing their best to restrain the warlord. Fearless is cheering in the background. Fearless: “GET’EM!” Ironhold: “RUN!”

Fearless is threatened to by put on a leash if they ever pulled a stunt like that again.

Ophelia is now the official ‘human babysitter’, making sure that NO human is allowed 30 feet from the groundbrigde, the door, or any exit in the base.

Ironhold helps fight Con’s with Team Prime.

It wasn’t as hard as they thought it would be.

This wasn’t their family, and they didn’t have to worry about hurting Silver Aid which was a plus.

They couldn’t imagine their mother being with a mech like TFP Megatron.

Miko: “So what’s it like with Megs as a dad?” Fearless shrugs. Fearless: “he’s just my dad, nothing special.” Jack: “You have the leader of the Decepticons as your dad and your saying it like its something normal.” Raf: “Does he do things like a regular human dad would?” Fearless: “…He likes to take me flying and keep me on his shoulder while he reads or walks around the base. Silver is trying to get him to get me to walk more, something about me being healthy or something.” Jack: “Silver?” Fearless: “Oh yeah! I forgot you guys don’t have her in this universe. Well, she’s Elita One’s twin sister who’s a techno organic spider and is kinda our spiderwoman mom.” Miko: “…” Jack: “…” Raf: “…” Optimus: “…” Ratchet: “…” Bulkhead: “…” Bumblebee: “…” Arcee: “…” Wheeljack: “…” Fearless: “…What?” Meanwhile in TFA… Megatron is standing in front of Team Prime. Optimus: “Megatron. Why did you call us here?” Megatron: “I offer a temporary truce.” Optimus: “…What for?” Megatron: “My children are missing.” Optimus: “What?” Megatron: “Listen little Prime, it pains me to ask you of this already… The children have been gone for more than a week and Silver Aid just fought Lugnut because he tried to take her off the security monitor.” Lugnut has noticeable dents on his servos and chassis. Lugnut: “I believe her fighting skills are getting better Lord Megatron.” Optimus: “If she is that bad… do swear that no Autobot be harmed if we help you?” Bumblebee: “Boss bot—” Megatron: “For the children, yes.” Optimus and Megatron shake servos. Megatron: “…But as her Amica, get her to recharge.” Optimus: “No.” Megatron: “What? Why?” Optimus has flashbacks to Silver Aid socking Sentinel in the face for disturbing her studying time. Optimus: “Out of safety.”

It was one of the rare days that Fearless had the base to themselves.

It didn’t start that way.

Megatron and Bliztwing were supposed to stay back, but they both ended up leaving to do other business.

What business exactly?

They didn’t know.

Fearless is trying to keep up with Megatron’s pedesteps. Fearless: “Oh c’mon! I want to come too!” Megatron: “And pray tell what are you going to do?” Fearless: “Fight with you guys, duh.” Megatron raises an optic. Megatron: “No.” Fearless: “Please! At least let me come and spectate!” Blitzwing walks in and snatches Fearless and places them on one of the high ‘Human area’. Fearless: “Hey! What gives!?” Blitzwing opens his subspace and pinches out 5 burger bags. Blitzwing: “You do not follow.” He continues as he places some drinks down. Blitzwing: “No calls unless necessary.” Blitzwing finishes after placing a small cake in front of them. Blitzwing: “Do ve have a deal?” Fearless: “…Where did you get all of this?” Blitzwing: “Deal or no deal?” Fearless: “What am I nuts? Deal!” Fearless starts eating and waves at the retreating Cons. Fearless: “Have fun out there!”

Fearless happily ate their food and started watching some new movies they bought.

They were content.

A nice lazy day.

… That is until a certain yellow Autobot managed to stumble into the base.

Bumblebee was not expecting there to be a lone human sitting on a couch eating a burger while watching a movie.

Bumblebee carefully sneaks behind the human. Bumblebee: “Pst! Pst! Hey over here!” Fearless looks around and is surprised to see him there. Fearless: “Umm… Hi? What are you doing here?” Bumblebee: “No time to explain, but don’t worry I’m one of the good guys! I’ll get you home—” Fearless: “No.” Bumblebee blinks. Bumblebee: “What?” Fearless: “You heard me. I’m not leaving.” Bumblebee: “What did the Con’s brainwash you or something?! The Con’s are the bad guys and the Autobots are the good guys!” Fearless stands up and goes to the railing to look at the bot more or less in the optics. Fearless: “All right, you can take me.” Bumblebee: “Good—” Fearless runs for it. Fearless: “If you can catch me shorty!” Bumblebee: “Get back here!”

Fearless would have to admit that even after all their time running away from the Con’s, Bumblebee was a challenge.

Not only was he much faster than they were used to, but because he was smaller, much nimbler.

If Fearless wasn’t careful enough, he would catch them.

Thankfully they managed to squeeze into the walls cracks.

A crack too small for the Autobot to even but his servo in.

Bumblebee tired coaxing them to come out, but all they did was repeatedly tell him that they were home.

The bickering stopped when they heard heavy pedesteps coming their way.

Fearless knew exactly what would happen if this yellow bot got caught, and they seriously did not want to deal with those consequences right now.

Not while they were here!

Fearless quickly got out of their hiding place and started leading him towards the back exit.

Bumblebee transformed and snatched Fearless inside. They didn’t think too much about it. Anyways they wouldn’t have been able to keep up with him on foot. Fearless: “Left! Now right! No, my right!” Bumblebee: “I’m going right!” Fearless: “My right!” The exit is now straight ahead. Bumblebee: “We’re almost out of here!” Fearless: “You mean, you’re almost out of here.” Bumblebee’s seatbelt goes around Fearless. Bumblebee: “We are going!” Fearless: “Oh that is it!” They unbuckle the seatbelt and hit a sensitive part in the door making Bee yelp and involuntarily open the door. Fearless launches themselves out of the moving car: “See ya never shorty!” Bumblebee has no time to turn around as he goes outside. Fearless tumbles on the rocky ground. They lay on their side for a bit groaning. Sitting up they wince at the long scratch marks on their arm and some on their legs. Fearless: “Okay… not my greatest moment… but man that was cool.”

They managed to stagger up and limp back to the main room.

Fearless managed to get one foot in before someone picked them up by the back of their shirt.

It was Megatron.

He looked like he was about to start giving them another lecture when the dark color of red dripping down their arms and leg caught his attention.

Blood.

The human’s version of leaking energon.

Fearless: “Hey Meg’s! Sorry about the mess of wrappers but—" Megatron: “You are bleeding.” Fearless: “Yeah, I think it looks worse that what it actually is.” Megatron is walking to the human area, some of the others follow closely behind after hearing about the bleeding. Fearless sits on the couch as Megatron passes the medkit. Fearless begins to do their work, noticing the intense stare. Lugnut: “How did this happen?” Megatron: “My question exactly.” Fearless shrugs. Fearless: “Just fell on some rocks. No biggy.” Blitzwing: “… But how?” Fearless shrugs again. Fearless: “Things happen.” Meanwhile at the Autobot base… Optimus is looking at the door with a worried expression. Optimus: “He should have been here by now…” Ratchet: “Don’t think too hard Prime. He probably got caught up with something on the way.” Optimus glances at an equally worried Prowl and Bulkhead. Optimus: “But—” Bumblebee comes in at full speed, transforming mid air and landing straight into Prime’s open arms. Optimus: “Bumblebee!? What was that!?” Bumblebee: “THEY KICKED ME IN THE JOINTS!” Optimus: “Who?” Bumblebee: “I mean --The Con’s are brainwashing people!”

The idea of the holiday was introduced by Fearless.

It had just started snowing in the area when the human started bringing in boxes.

The Con’s didn’t question it at first.

Ophelia honestly thought that Fearless was finally moving in.

Ironhold also thought about this idea but kept to themselves.

They both were a bit upset when they found out that Fearless was not moving in.

Please ignore Ironhold’s blueprints to make a human room in the base.

No one saw them.

They don’t exist.

Silver Aid was getting a bit worried about the resident human when they started bringing in heavier boxes.

Soon Fearless asked for a meeting.

Megatron: “Let me understand this clearly.” Fearless pauses their presentation on the history of presents. Fearless: “Yeah?” Megatron: “You expect us to participate in some Earth holiday for fun?” Fearless: “Well, not entirely true but yes!” Megatron: “I’m afraid I’m going to have to put a damper on your plans.” Ophelia raises her servo. Ophelia: “It does sound nice to participate Father.” Ironhold coughs a bit: “It may boost moral as well.” Silver Aid: “The concept does sound lovely.” Starscream: “The colors aren’t so hideous to look at.” Blitzwing: “The scenery does look nice.” Lugnut: “Can we invite Strika to the holiday?” Megatron: “Enough! We are not celebrating this ‘Christmas’.” Ophelia gives his a pleading look. He looks away refusing to give in. Silver Aid: “Megatron—” Megatron: “I have made my decision Silver Aid.” Fearless crosses their arms. Fearless: “I guess I’ll have to drag all my stuff over to the Autobots then.” Megatron’s optic twitches a bit. Fearless: “And I bet Optimus would let me—" Megatron suddenly stands up. Megatron: “Everyone get to work on this Christmas thing!”

 Lugnut and Ironhold are in charge of getting the tree.

Lugnut would have gone by himself, but it was it was clear to everyone that someone needed to watch him.

At least so he could pick a real tree and not some telephone pole.

It took a few tries before the pair managed to squeeze in a giant tree into the base.

Thank goodness Fearless thought about bringing scraps of metal to make more ornaments.

Starscream and Blitzwing were in charge of placing the lights and ornaments on the tree.

The Second in Command takes a liking to the shinier ornaments.

Ophelia and Silver Aid have caught him looking at his reflection in them.

Blitzwing loved putting the weirder and bigger ornaments.

Somehow managed to tangle his wings and Starscreams in the tree lights.

Neither of them knows how this happened.

Silver Aid and Megatron help with the lights around the base.

Using her alt mode, Silver is able to reach the higher and more narrow parts on the ceiling.

Megatron may or may not have used this as n excuse to ‘help’ her in the higher places that didn’t need an alt mode.

Has he caught her blushing after lifting her up with one servo to get the door frame?

…No… At least that he knows of…

Ophelia and Fearless are in charge of gift wrapping and making sure that no one tried to open their gifts before time.

Some culprits already caught were Starscream, Random Blitzwing and for some reason Ironhold.

Ironhold refuses to tell them why they were trying to peak at the presents.

But there was one last thing that Fearless needed to do…

Ironhold has Fearless in their servos. They were both walking to the final doorway in the base. Ironhold: “Explain to me again why you are putting a plant on a string above the doorways? Does it smell that bad in here?” Fearless finishes taping the last of the mistletoe. Fearless: “Listen Hold, I can not stand another YEAR of Silver and Meg’s pinning for each other. I’m going to speed run this slow burn as fast as I can, and mistletoe is the first step.” Ironhold: “But what is the plant going to do?” Fearless: “If two people—er bots, stand underneath it, they have to kiss.” Ironhold: “Oh… Oh!” Fearless: “Quick hide! Lia’s bringing them over!” They both hid behind a corner just as Ophelia ran to their side. She hid behind Ironhold’s pede. Fearless was in Ironhold’s open servo. Ophelia: “Here they come!” Both Con’s walk into the room. Silver Aid: “Did you see where Ophelia went?” Megatron: “She probably—what is that?” Silver Aid looks up at the tiny plant Megatron was pointing. Silver Aid: “Oh! That is Mistletoe! Fearless mentioned that you have to kiss under it. Megatron freezes for a second. Megatron: “Wha—” The Technoorganic gently holds his servo and kisses the back of it and smiles at him. Silver Aid: “This is such a sweet holiday! I’m going to tell Lugnut to bring Strika next time around!” Silver Aid walks off leaving a buffering Megatron to stare at his servo. Ironhold and Ophelia wince at the sight. Ironhold: “Well that was painful—HEY! HEY!” Fearless tries to swan dive off of Ironhold’s servos. Fearless: “I CAN’T TAKE ANOTHER YEAR OF THIS!!!! I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS SLOW OF A SLOW BURN!!!” Ophelia: “FEARLESS DON’T!!” Ironhold: “YOU’RE TOO TINY I CAN BARELY HOLD YOU!!! STOP TRYING TO JUMP!!!” Fearless: “NEVER!!!”  

Assuming that this is all after the confession.

Word travels fast that Silver now has kids. Though Optimus should have rephrased that last part because Elita nearly crashed the ship trying to get to Earth.

Elita is so proud that Silver finally has a family. She deserves it.

Sentinel is a bit off put off in the range of kids she has, but he is happy that she's happy.

Optimus has already gotten used her kids and has already given the title of Uncle Oppy.

It never gets old in watching Megatron simp over Silver Aid.

“So, this is how I die. I always thought it would be cause Lugnut would step on me or one of you bozos would sneeze me off a cliff. Burning and stuck in a jar? Never saw that coming.”

“PRIMUS FEARLESS GET IT TOGETHER!”

The minibot was standing on the tips of her pedes as she held the giant jar holding her human sibling far from the fire surrounding them.

The human seemed unbothered by everything around them.

“Tell Alabaster I loved him and he can keep my collection of cooking show DVDs.”

“We aren’t going to—oh we are circling back to the Alabaster thing after this is done.”

The human raised their eye at the struggling minibot as the fire raged closer to the pair.

“You know we are the carrier of the braincell, the most those guys are gonna come up is try and blast the fire.”

“Fearless, not helping!”

BANG!

The ground shook with the sudden canon fire. Three shadowy figures entered the area and raised some sort of blaster at them and fired… cold foam? Fearless was saved from actually getting covered by the were foam, the same could not be said about Ophelia. The minibot looked like a small snow bot. She shook off the foam and carefully whipped the residue from Fearless’s jar. The human flashed a cheeky smile and a thumbs up, much to Ophelia’s relief.

A laughter came from the smoking con trio.

“Told you we work much better as a team.” One of the voices chirped.

“At the expense of our siblings being in danger? I’d rather be dumb.” Another voice grumbled.

“’Lia? Fearless?” A third voice called out.

The younger siblings came racing to the foaming pair the moment the minibot waved her servo at them. Oberon scooped them up, raising them high for the other bots to see. The trio dissolved into worrying questions before Ophelia shushed them.

“Enough! Listen you three, we’re fine. That’s all that matters.”

Ironhold didn’t look convinced. “Are you sure? No burn marks on you or Fearless?”

The human laughed. “Nah, the new jar’s still pretty indestructible.”

Oberon groaned. “I was so sure that fire would at least give it a crack.”

Tarn suppressed the urge to slap the back of his brother’s head. “If kicking it didn’t work, what makes you think fire would do something?!”

“Hey you agreed with me in the beginning!”

“Did not!”

“Did too!”

“Not!”

“Too!”

“That’s it! You’re going to sleep early!” Tarn yelled and lunged at his younger brother.

“Mini on your right ‘Hold!” Oberon yelped, casually tossing his smaller siblings over and got ready to receive Tarn’s onslaught. Ironhold caught the two with ease as the brothers began to ‘fight’ once again.

“Hey Ironhold, how much says that Tarn beats Oberon again?” Fearless asked.

Ophelia gave her sibling a bewildered look. “Now is not the time for making bets Fearless! We still need to get you out of the jar before everyone comes back from patrol!”

“50 shannix on Oberon. He brought batteries for his blasters this time.”

“Ironhold!”

Number 1: Furniture and amenities

Fearless understood completely that the base was not exactly made for their size in mind.

They weren't exactly planned in the beginning anyways.

But since they started staying more time at the base, there had been little modifications for their size.

They appreciated the little "human area" but it was a bit... Degrading.

Fearless: "Hey Meg's! When can I get some new stuff?"

Megatron: "New stuff?"

Fearless: "Yeah, these rusty chairs aren't exactly cutting it out for me. Bit of a pain honestly."

Megatron: "They are functional."

Fearless: "I'm going to get tetanus like this..."

They even had to resort to a Power point explaining why newer and less rusty chairs would help in the long run.

Maybe even a clean used couch.

It bothered them a bit when the Cons didn't take them seriously about it.

That wasn't even going into other details.

Between the newspaper in the corner and the fact that there was no bathroom, Fearless was going to protest soon.

They weren't asking for a mansion, just something a bit more comfortable and a place to do their business.

Number 2: Food and Water access

On top of having extremely worn out and hazardous furniture, food and water were a luxury in the base.

The Cons always seemed to forget that they needed food and water to live.

They were all so used to going for days without energon or oil, they all guessed Fearless would function similar or at least start mimic them.

Fearless never did.

Instead, they started keeping snacks in their backpack and leaving nonperishable cans and chips in their area.

It wasn't really healthy, but it was the only food they could get their hands on with spoiling immediately.

They can even bring anything fun looking drinks since last time...

Fearless: "I'm thirsty..."

They open their backpack.

Blitzwing and Lugnut look over at Fearless.

The human happily produces a bottle of pink liquid.

It looks a little like...

Fearless: "I have been waiting to try this! Took me forever to track it down. Victory is mine!"

They take a huge swing of their new raspberry/strawberry drink.

Suddenly they hear screaming and get picked up at break neck speed.

Blitzwing: "Lugnut! GET BLACKARACHNIA! THE HUMAN DRANK ENERGON!"

Fearless is just choking and mourning the loss of their drink as the other Cons start freaking out.

Number 3: Organic talks

Fearless didn't know if the Cons did this on purpose or it was an unconscious action.

The constant degrading talking about inferior organics and "fleshy" creatures.

They didn't think too much of it in the beginning but now it was just tiring and a bit hurtful.

Not that they would ever say that last part.

It was even more frustrating hearing it from Megatron and Blackarachnia.

Megatron slipping meant a green light for the others to talk bad about them.

Blackarachnia, the only other Con that should have been on their side being half organic, was probably one of the worst when spilling insults.

Fearless would stand up and correct the Cons whenever they could, but sometimes there were days that they would start to wonder if it was really making a difference.

Starscream: "Fleshling, what does this say?"

Fearless, on their 5th coffee of the morning and already had to correct 57 times: "Wouldn't you like to know Fly boy."

Number 1: Fragility reminder

It was one of Fearless's days in the city.

They were stocking up on snacks when there was a scream.

Then the ground shook.

Running out of the store, the first thing they laid their eyes on was Optimus jumping onto Megatron's back as the other Autobots started fighting the Cons.

Not having a death wish, Fearless did their best to get bystanders out of the way.

Then they saw her.

The Autobots human, Sari.

She was on the side of the road... Right underneath a falling billboard.

Fearless: "WATCH OUT!"

Fearless rushed to Sari's side, planning to throw her to safety, but there was no time.

They quickly held the little girl close to them and the building wall, hoping to absorb the impact.

The fighting stopped when Megatron heard that yell.

There was no way that was Fearless right?

Only a fool would have pulled a stunt like that to save the Autobots human.

Bumblebee: "SARI!"

...

...

Oh who was he kidding.

Megatron: "Move!"

Optimus blocks his way as Bee and the other Autobots try digging the debris.

Optimus: "That's enough Megatron!"

Megatron: "My human is in there Prime! Move or I will move you!"

Optimus figured this was a cease fire and allowed the Cons to help dig.

If there was another human down there, better to have more help.

The teams did find both humans.

Unconscious but both alive.

Megatron just took Fearless and ordered a retreat.

Back at base, Blackarachnia was in charge of the injured human wounds.

Fearless woke up to find a new comfy bed, couch and a basket of their favorite drinks and snacks.