TFA 'verse. Dinobot Island and Detroit. Rise of the Predacons
"We won't leave you behind again!" cried Optimus, his expression urgent as he looked at Blackarachnia.
"But I will!" The technoorganic femme whipped her webbing around the sparking and spasming Waspinator.
"Blackarachnia, please!"
"Forget about me, Optimus! That was just a dream, and it's over!"
The newly created Transwarp mutant exploded then, leaving a water filled crater where the center of Dinobot Island had once been. And then later, at the ship, there was forgiveness and closure, of a sort, between Optimus and Sentinel.
* * *
Optimus watched the ship lift higher, his hand going down automatically as he sensed a familiar little presence by his side.
Myrrh patted it, her own viz scanners following the departing vessel. "Bumblebee told me what happened."
Optimus felt his intakes hitch slightly.
"You did what you thought was best, Optimus. So did Blackarachnia." The living proof of the dream gave his leg a comforting hug.
"That... doesn't make it feel a lot better, Myrrh," he said softly, his optics still on Sentinel's ship.
"I know." She stepped back and looked up at him. "Give it time. And try to trust that everything will work out in the end."
His chin firmed. "You keep saying that. But I have a hard time believing it sometimes."
Myrrh nodded. "I know. And Primus knows. We love you anyway."
Optimus blinked and looked down at the unexpected answer, and then startled at how strongly Myrrh's delicate face evoked Elita One as she smiled up at him with a twinkle in her viz scanners.
"That..." he said slowly after a moment. "I can believe. Thank you, Myrrh."
Her smile widened slightly, and then she patted his leg. "Let's go home. You need your rest, and I need to talk to Bumblebee."
"Sounds like a plan." He sighed wearily and transformed, then let her scramble up behind his cab before he turned and drove away.
"But I will!" The technoorganic femme whipped her webbing around the sparking and spasming Waspinator.
"Blackarachnia, please!"
"Forget about me, Optimus! That was just a dream, and it's over!"
The newly created Transwarp mutant exploded then, leaving a water filled crater where the center of Dinobot Island had once been. And then later, at the ship, there was forgiveness and closure, of a sort, between Optimus and Sentinel.
* * *
Optimus watched the ship lift higher, his hand going down automatically as he sensed a familiar little presence by his side.
Myrrh patted it, her own viz scanners following the departing vessel. "Bumblebee told me what happened."
Optimus felt his intakes hitch slightly.
"You did what you thought was best, Optimus. So did Blackarachnia." The living proof of the dream gave his leg a comforting hug.
"That... doesn't make it feel a lot better, Myrrh," he said softly, his optics still on Sentinel's ship.
"I know." She stepped back and looked up at him. "Give it time. And try to trust that everything will work out in the end."
His chin firmed. "You keep saying that. But I have a hard time believing it sometimes."
Myrrh nodded. "I know. And Primus knows. We love you anyway."
Optimus blinked and looked down at the unexpected answer, and then startled at how strongly Myrrh's delicate face evoked Elita One as she smiled up at him with a twinkle in her viz scanners.
"That..." he said slowly after a moment. "I can believe. Thank you, Myrrh."
Her smile widened slightly, and then she patted his leg. "Let's go home. You need your rest, and I need to talk to Bumblebee."
"Sounds like a plan." He sighed wearily and transformed, then let her scramble up behind his cab before he turned and drove away.