#transformers 1

This doesn't change as much as you think it would but enough to alter events.

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Tired AF Sam after defeating Megatron : Uggggh I really need to eat.

Optimus dying a little inside: I see.... enjoy yourself.......

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*when Mirage & Noah first met*

Mirage: Oh my God please don't eat me bro. I promise you I'm not tasty.

Noah: (The fuck) I won't???

Mirage: Thank the allspark I'm too young to die yet.

Noah: ??????

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*Charlie nawing on a spoon*

*Bee scooches away*

Charlie: Whaw-t?

Bee: (⁠・⁠_⁠・⁠;⁠) ......

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inspired by my love for steven universe lmao. I really wanted to make an au for Transformers lol. Reminded me how much I need to write 😭😭 sorry guys it’s only been abt transformers lately I kinda like transformers. cw: shattering glass and mentions of jealousy and envy words: 1,234 words & 7,032 characters

Once upon a time, the city of cybertron Iacon was ruled by Primes. Megatronus, Micronus, Zeta, Prima, Vector, Onyx, Quintus, Liege Maximo, Solus, Amalgamous, Nexus, Alchemist, Alpha Trion, Sentinel and the smallest prime of them all. Yn Prime. The youngest prime to emerge from Primus. All 15 primes, who were to rule Cybertron together as the first few bots to walk on the planet.

Sons and Daughters of Primus, this is the tragic tale of YN prime.

"Sentinel!!" You yelled from a ledge, despite being a prime your size was quite small compared to the other Primes. But Sentinel was far too deep into his duties to hear you, commanding bots from an intercom receptor.

"Well. You'll have to remember, won't you?" His tone sounding snarky and annoyed, you knew Sentinel wasn't always the ideal prime but he was still a prime. One you quite literally looked up to.

You groaned at your failed attempt to grab his attention, and took matters into your own servos to get Sentinel to notice you. You took a deep breath and quickly ran before jumping off the ledge, snatching Sentinel's wings and climbing up them.

"The dullness of this exchange tire me, please land the drop ships and do your pathetic job for once. Or I'll destroy you and your crew myself—"

You crawled up Sentinels servos and eventually made your way up to his helm, removing the intercom piece on his helm and disconnecting the communicator from Sentinel. Forcing him to pay attention to you.

"HEY SENTINEL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!" You cried out excitedly, only wanting to know what the older prime was up to. A big peppy innocent smile spreading on your face, only to be faced with Sentinel's annoyed gaze.

"YN, please. Give me a moment." Sentinel picked you up with his digits and quickly removed you off his struts. Placing you back onto the ground with ease, before walking over to his throne and sitting in it.

You stood in front of him, dumbfounded on how he could just excuse you like that. You were a Prime too, you were just as important as he was, why did he have to treat you like a sparkling.

Then, a screen glided towards Sentinel. A tablet communicator, and Sentinel began to rapidly press buttons on the screen. You of course were still mad he put you down, but were still curious on what he was doing.

"Huh.." You whipped around once you heard a noise right outside the tower, a giant drop ship zipped by and headed towards a direction in Iacon. Then followed 5 more ships right behind it.

You squealed in excitement, You've never seen a drop ship like the Prime drop ships. "Eeeh!! Woah, cool!! You bounced back to your wide grin and immediately called for Sentinel again. Much to his demise.

"Sentinelllll!!" Sentinel in response grimaced, he wasn't pleased to be bugged during his time while working. He groaned and pretending to not hear you, focusing on the screen in front of him.

"Hey Sentinel." You jumped up on the throne, right by Sentinel's side. A curious look embedded on your face plate, you looked up at Sentinel with awe.

"Oh, you're still here.." Sentinel responded sarcastically, obviously tired by having you kept around. But what could he do, you were just the smallest Prime.

"What are you doing?" You smirked mischievously at him, watching Sentinel mess around with all the Prime duties was quite entertaining.

"I'm commanding the drop ships to send our high guard to the surface." He sighed, clicking another button. Though Sentinel didn't like all the work a Prime had to go through, it was more bearable than babysitting you.

"I WANNA COMMAND A DROPSHIP!!" You interrupted him, too energetic and loud to let him continue.

"Well, when you have your own colony of bots, you can command whatever you want." Sentinel rolled his eyes, trying to keep himself distracted with the orders of the drop ship rather have you distract him.

"I want a colony!!"

"..." Sentinel went silent. His processor telling his spark to ignore you and to continue to work. He used his digits to summon the passkey on the tablet, clicking on 14 colored symbols representing each Prime.

"I want one, NOW!!" You demanded.

"..." He stayed silent, finishing up the passcode and finally landing on your symbol. The last Prime.

"What's thisss??" You jeered, walking up to the massive floating screen.

"I'm contacting the leader of the fleet." He finally answered you after ignoring you with what felt like forever. You grew stars in your eyes, contacting a fleet sounded so leader like. So important, just like a Prime.

"Let me do it.." You grinned wider, reaching for the screen and pressing random buttons and symbols. The symbols and buttons didn't mix well as they locked Sentinel out of the passkey, disarming contact with the fleet manager.

Sentinel did not like that, not one bit. In a quick moment of rage, he reached for your small form and grabbed you by the servos. Ready to scold you for touching his work.

"Agh!!— Woah!!" You screamed, the sudden action of being tugged into Sentinel's space wasn't what you were expecting.

"DON'T TOUCH THAT." Sentinel scolded, making himself clear that he didn't want you by him or disturbing him at most. You pouted, upset at being told off by him.

You yanked back your servo, scoffing and shrugging of his reprimand."Ugh, why not— You have so many bots under your command, and I don't even have ONE!!— It's not fair!!" You yelled back at him, just as angry and annoyed.

"I want ONE!! I want my own colony, I want my own high guard!! I deserve it— I'm just as important as YOU!!" You stomped with each statement, throwing a childish fit. It wasn't fair to you, you were still a Prime. You pouted and pointed at Sentinel.

"THEN WHY DON'T YOU ACT LIKE IT, YN." He ended the argument at once, simply ordering you to go annoy another Prime.

You grumbled in response, walking away from Sentinel's throne as he worked. He had completely shrugged you off after arguing with you, you loved your Prime siblings but how they all made you mad was different.

You turned around to face Sentinel, see if he even had any remorse for callously scolding you. And there was none, not even a drop of care that you were even leaving his presence. Sentinel was still working, and commanding his own colony. Directing them as they explored the surface.

You turned back around, with a scoff and pout, and took trudging stomps that were petty. This wasn't fair. None of the treatment you were getting was fair. You were a Prime yet you had no colony, no high guard, nothing to command and rule over of your own!!

Yet every other Prime had one, except you. You pondered in thought, if Primus had meant for you to be the littlest. The smallest, the least brought up Prime. Were you just supposed to be the Prime that was just..there? Or was your fellow Primes overlooking you?

Your anger bubbled and boiled, as negative thoughts swarmed your mind. You held onto you servo, pausing your pedes from taking any steps forward. You clenched your digits, before looking up at yourself in the mirror, then charging at the reflection of yourself. Shattering the glass into smaller cracks reflecting your own faceplate.