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Iacon—the kingdom of peace and prosperity— a place where its citizens were able to live freely and happily. Where war was a myth and crime was nonexistent. The kingdom had been built—to protect those who seeked refuge and protection—by its first great king, Alpha Trion. The kind king had taken orphans under his wing—12 to be exact. Vector, Solus, Nexus, Micronus, Quintus, Alchemist, Zeta, Megatronus, Amalgamous, Onyx, Prima and Liege. He taught the younglings to be kind and generous bots to the citizens of Iacon, hoping that one day of them would become the next king or queen. They grew up and eventually earned their titles as Primes— a title that was given to them by their beloved father to show their loyalty and protection towards the crown.

The mechs and femmes were appointed as the kingdom’s first council members hoping that they would contribute safety and hope to its citizens. Over the Deca-cycles.. two specific mechs grew closer. Megatronus and Prima.. they met when Alpha Trion first introduced Prima to the rest of the younglings.

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“My younglings, gather around..”, the king spoke in a tone that was kind and gentle. He kneeled down to match the height of the mechlings and femme. As the younglings gathered they grew eager to what the king had to say. “There is someone I wish for you all to meet and greet..”, the king assured as he gestured for the small mechling that was peaking by the door way to come towards him. The white and gold mechling did so as he rushed to the king’s side clearly shy. “This is Prima, and he will be here with us from now on.. treat him with kindness and respect as I have treated you, my younglings..”

The younglings nodded as the king made his way out to go and finish some business. Prima fiddled with his servos as he kept his gaze down, he wasn’t sure what to do now, that was until two energetic bots talked first.

“So you’re the new addition! Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, my name is Vector and I’m from the north frontier of Iacon.”, the mechling spoke with confidence and enthusiasm.

“Yes, and I’m Solus! Also from the north frontier of Iacon and the only femme of all of us!.”, the femmeling added as he she began introducing everyone.

“This is Nexus, his from the south frontier of Iacon.”, Solus padded Nexus who smiled as he nodded.

“Amalgamous is from the east frontier.”, Amalgamous just waved with a little gleam.

“Micronus is actually from the south frontier too!” Solus enthusiastically pointed at the grey/blue and gold mechling that was just standing there.

“Let’s see..Quintus isn’t from the south but..”, he femmeling spoke as he tried to remember— with a gasp she pointed at the mechling who just folded his arms over his chassis. “Oh! He’s from the north frontier, I keep forgetting, silly me!”

“Right! Alchemist is from central city— so is Zeta. Onyx is from the north frontier, Leige is actually from the northwest frontier, and Megatronus.. he’s from the outer frontier.” Solus finished as she pointed at each one to ensure Prima would know who is who.

“Thank you for that small introduction, Solus..”, Alchemist spoke, clearly with sarcasm in his tone. “You’re very welcome!”, Solus answered clearly not catching the slightest hint of Alchemist intent. As the younglings continued to talk and laughed among each other, Prima only gazed at one—Megatronus, who would gaze right back.

———

Ever since that moment, the two became inseparable from each other, the king caught on and was happy that his youngling—Megatronus—was beginning to open up to others. As the deca-cycles passed and passed. The others began to catch on the situationship that Prima and Megatronus had— eventually leading up to teasing.

When the 12 bots became primes and appointed to be the councils of Iacons great hall. The king began to make his decisions on the next ruler of Iacon. He knew that he had already made his decision many deca-cycles ago but he still wanted to see what this youngling would grow up to be. One fateful cycle, Megatronus was called to the kings office, which he did in quick pace. When he arrived the king gestured him to sit down so they could speak.

———

“My king, what is it that you wished to see me for?”, The prime spoke in his low and steady tone. The king smiled as he looked at his once a small and frail youngling— now a big and strong mech. “Megatronus—my youngling— you’ve grown into a fine and noble mech. I am glad.”, the king chuckled as he leaned back on his chair, “There is a reason I have summoned you— and that is to tell you that I have chosen you as the next king of Iacon..”

Even through the mask the the prime wore, the king could see the mechs confused and shocked expression—which made the king laugh loudly, “My youngling—even through that mask that conceals your faceplates, I can still see your shocked and clearly confused expression. Is this not something you wished for?”

“Uh-.. of course not, father! It’s just- why me out of all my brothers and my sister..?”, Megatronus didn’t understand why the king had chosen him when there was clearly better options, “Perhaps, Zeta.. he has always been a great leader, he is the oldest and a noble mech?”, the king nodded in agreement to Megatronus’ words. “Yes, he indeed is..” The prime still confused continued to speak, “Maybe even Nexus, a mech who is as humble as he is strong?” While yes, Nexus was also a great choice, the king just nodded.. “you are correct, Nexus is a mech of good spark.”

“So why me?”, Megatronus asked once more—to which the king only responded, “Because you are as noble, humble, strong and great of a leader as they are.. Megatronus, answer me this, my dear youngling.. will you take the mantel I offer you?” Megatronus’ gaze dropped as he thought of it, would HE really make a good king as his father has? Was he really ready?.. No, if his father trusted that he was, he wouldn’t doubt him. He looked back at the king as nodded.

“Yes.. I will father.”

“Excellent, then let us begin your training for your role as king and start the preparation for your coronation!”

“Yes, father.”

———

The news quickly spread and when Megatronus went back to his brothers and sister in arms they all congratulated him.. Prima smiled warmly at him as Megatronus did so too behind his thick mask.

A few groons later, Megatronus was sitting in his berth leaning on the helm rest, clearly reading through some old data pads about kings and queens, when a knock on his door was heard. It was late and meaning that he knew exactly who was on the other side of the door. He sat up and tried to check himself if he looked presentable— clearing his throat he spoke in his thick and low voice. “Come in..”

With that the door slid open slowly as Prima entered—as expected—the door sliding shut behind him. Prima always looked beautiful but he looked enteral when the lunar cycle shined across Iacon. “Megatronus, I wanted to congratulate you on your calling as king..”, Prima spoke in that usual sweet and gentle manner. Primus, it made the purple/black and gold mech shiver under that stoic look.

“Thank you, Prima..”

“Yes, you’re welcome.”

It was quiet for a breem..

But Megatronus ex-ventilated as got on his pedes and began walking towards Prima, “Is.. that the only reason you’re here for?”

Prima smirked as he chuckled softly—his gaze still soft with a small hint of tease as he looked up at Megatronus, “Isn’t that reason enough?”

“If that’s the only reason there is..?”, the distance between the two closing in a fast rate.

“Megatronus..?”

“Yes..?”

Their faces inches apart from each other..

“I-..”, Prima’s words were stuck in his throat, he couldn’t resist the way the bigger mech looked at him, it made his warm and fuzzy inside his spark..

Megatronus reached for his mask as he slowly removed it, revealing that scar he had gotten when they were still younglings. It ran straight up from his lower derma to the bottom of his left optic. Many said it made him look scarier but to Prima— it just made him look more divine~. He ventilated as he could feel the oxygen stager in his vent systems.

The prime, soon to be king pulled his beloved in his arms as he placed a servo on his cheek— so tenderly. With no hesitation, their dermas meet, a passionate and loving kiss was shared between the two. The longer they kissed and held each other, the longer their desire for more grew. With a swift move, Megatronus picked up Prima and carried him towards his berth—placing him down ever so gently. “Prima..”, the bigger mech whispered in his beloved’s audial—his usual low and thick tone. This made the white and gold mech shiver as he embraced Megatronus.

After a few breems, moans and pants erupted from the room. Prima was trembling and moaning uncontrollably as his servos held the sheeting below him. Megatron fragging him in a rough but slow pace, he lowly groaned every time he thrusted his hips towards, bottoming out his spike entirely inside Prima’s wet and tight valve—the two facing each other as the heat between them grew. “Fr-frag, Prima..”, a small groan came from Megatronus as he continued to pleasure Prima and himself. “You’re-… making it. harder to pull out-..”, he moaned between pants.

“Meg.. mo-more. P-please..”, the trembling prime spoke out. “I-I want you.. I want to ca-carry your. sparklings, please..” Those words alone made Megatronus sanity snap, he gripped Prima’s waist tightly as he suddenly began to violently ram himself deep inside his beloved—each thrust harsh and fast, making Prima tense up in a rush of pleasure, his optics seeing stars and his glossa sticking out in attempt to try and open his throat more to get enough air into his ventilation system. His grip on the sheets disappeared as his servos now gripped harshly, Megatronus’ back—most likely leaving scratches on his plating. “Yes, yes yes yes! Frag! Primus Yesh!!!!”, Prima said slurred as he overloaded strongly, his trans fluids squirting as his valve spasm around Megatronus spike—who also released himself inside his dear beloved.

Megatronus slumped on top of Prima panting as he tried to reboot his systems. Prima just kissed his forehelm over and over again. “That was lovely, my dear..”, the mech spoke so gracefully even in such situation.

“I agree..”

“Meg?”

“Yes, Prima..”

“Won’t you make me yours?”

“You always were..”

———

About 2 chrods later, Megatronus had begun his training to became the next king of Iacon— over time the signs of Prima possibility carrying began to show, early morning sickness, his fatigue increasing, energon cravings, chassis growth, mood swings, etc. The prime decided to meet with the royal medic, Ratchet— a young mech who began to work for the king and the council as their personal medic.

Ratchet decided to give the news to the prime straight, “Prima Prime, I went through some scans and other procedures and Congratulations, you’re carrying.”

These words made the prime tense up, he was happy but what would this mean to Megatronus path towards becoming King and their relationship? With a heavy spark, Prima told Megatronus the news and expectating regret and denial—he was met with an embrace and sobs of happiness. He felt at peace that he chose the right mech..

The two primes decided to speak to the king about the situation.

“My king.. I wish to inform you that Prima is carrying and I plan to make him my queen. This won’t stop me from achieving the duty and role that you have entrusted me with.” Megatronus said kneeling on one knee as he kept his helm down, Prima standing next to him—unable to kneel— bowed his helm too. The king chuckled as he waved them to stand and lift their heads. “My my, these sure are news.. but, I’m happy for you two. May Primus bless and protect you both— especially you, Prima.” Prima only nodded as he felt his spark swell in the love the king offered.

———

7 chords later..

The big purple/black and gold prime—soon to be king—stood outside the church, pacing back and forth, he was clearly nervous but not about the fact that his coronation was about to begin but at the fact that his beloved couldn’t be there. Ratchet had suggested that Prima would stay back and rest as the due date could be any moment.

“My dear, I’m going to be fine.. besides, I’ll be watching the entire coronation through the live broadcast.”, Prima assured his lover..

“It’s not that, what if I miss our sparklings birth?”

“That won’t happen, I know it.. now go, the people await for you, my king.”

Megatronus remembered the words his soon to be queen told him, still pacing around. His fellow brothers and sister were standing by, after all, they were the council of Iacon’s great hall. As they saw him pace around they gave him glares and annoyed looks.

“Primus sake, Megatronus! Will you just stand still.. you’re making ME nervous!”, Nexous said as he groaned.

“He is right, brother.. you are getting impatiently irritatating by the breem.”, Quintus added with amusement in his tone.

“Enough!”, Zeta thunderous voice echoed, making the snickers and chuckles from the primes come to a hault. Even now, Zeta was still the oldest are very much respected among them. He placed a servo on Megatronus shoulder,” Megatronus, Prima will be okay.. I know you’re worried for him—we all are— but we must keep focus right now.”

“Right.. let us begin.”, Megatronus ex-ventilated as he relaxed facing the church doors as the rest of primes fell into place.

Prima who was on berth sitting up—his back leaning on the helm rest—saw as the live broadcast began. Bots from all over the kingdom—some even from the outer frontiers— gathered to see the coronation of the new king of Iacon. As Megatronus walked down the aisle his brothers and sister followed behind him. His gold and red, royal long robe that draped from his shoulders elegantly dragged along, exhibiting his new role as King. As he arrived to the altar, the primes took the front seats amongst the crowd. Alpha Trion smiling as he sat down on the kings seat on last time gestured everyone to take a seat— for the coronation was about to commence.

As the ceremony continued on, the Archpriest of the church spoke about the beginning of Iacon, etc. when he finally calls to Megatron..

“Sir, is your Majesty willing to take the Oath?”

Megatronus nodded, “I am willing.”

The Archbishop complied as he began the oath, “Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the citizens of the kingdom of Iacon, according to their respective laws and customs?”

“I solemnly promise so to do.”, Megatronus answered.

“Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgements?”

“I will.”

“Will you to the utmost of your power maintain the Laws of Primus and the true profession as King? Will you to the utmost of your power maintain in the Kingdom of Iacon in its peaceful times? Will you maintain and preserve inviolably the settlement of the Church of Primus, worship, discipline, and government thereof, as by law established by council of Iacon’s great hall?

Megatronus listen closely as he bowed his helm slightly, “All this I promise to do.” Still standing in the Altar, he made his solemn Oath in the sight of the citizens of Iacon to observe the premisses: laying his right hand upon the historic synthetic pads of cybertron—which was before carried in by the children of the church and is now brought from the Altar by the Archbishop, and tendered to him as he kneeled upon the steps, as he spoke:

“The things which I have here before promised, I will perform and keep. So help me Primus.”

He rose up—his helm still bowed down as the archpriest placed the king’s crown on his helm. He was then gestured to hold the orb and scepter to finalize the ceremony. He ex-ventilated, grabbing hold of the two ceremonial items and turning to look at the cameras and crowds. “Citizens of Iacon, I hear by present to you, Megatronus, your undoubted King!”, the archpriest announced as the crowed erupted in cheers.

“Primus save the King!”, the crowd chanted in unison over and over again.

Prima, who smiled warmly saw the live broadcast of his lover—now king. He felt a sudden kick in his tank, he ex-ventilated— running a servo over it. “Yes, my little one.. that’s you sire.”

———

Congratulations were all around, as many other rulers from different kingdoms gave the new king cheers and praise. One king in particular got closer to Megatronus as he called to him. “Megatronus..”, the voice spoke stern, making the new king turn to look at him.

It was King Sentinel of Kaon.

“Sentinel, you’re here.”

“I am..”

Sentinel’s sire who had passed due to age had once declared war upon Iacon. Alpha Trion prevented this by making allies around Kaon’s kingdom— forcing Sentinel’s sire to step back. After the past king passed away due to sickness, Sentinel had to step in as king at a very young age. He saw the effect his sire’s ruling did to the citizens of Kaon. Ever since then, he vowed to be better and he was, he improved the kingdom security and prosperity. He began to make allies all around cybertron to strengthen the kingdom. When he heard about the coronation of the new king of Iacon. He decided to make new alliances with the prosperous kingdom. Bringing them to this moment..

“It is a pleasure to see you, king Megatronus..”, the blue and golden mech said as he extended his servo for Megatronus to take. The new king with no hesitation took it giving a firm but kind shake.

“Like wise, King Sentinel. How is Queen Arachnid?”

“Oh she’s doing better, she gave birth to a sparkling mech two days ago.”

“Well, my Prima is still in that process, wish us luck..”

“Of course, My king.”

———

Back with Prima, he was resting when he suddenly felt strong and sharp pains. A sudden and excruciating pain caused him to groan and pant. Primus no.. NOW?!

“RATCHET!!!”, Prima yelled in pain— the medic entering the private room with rush as he bear witness of the situation. “Primus below, it’s happening, I need help in here!!”, the medic exclaimed as nurses and servants entered the room to assist any way they could. “Bring luke warm energon and synthetic fabrics, and will someone please, get MEGATRONUS!?”

Meanwhile— the new king was talking to other kings of kingdoms that Iacon deemed allies. Until a servant rushed to the king’s side with a bow. “My king..”, this quickly caught Megatronus audials.

“Yes?”

The mech got close enough to whisper to him that his lover was in labor. The king froze in shock as he suddenly excused himself from the crowed as he quickly made his way to his beloved Prima.

When he arrived, Prima was already in contractions and ready to push. Megatron ran to his side as he fell to his knees. “My beloved Prima, I’m here.. I’m here.”

“Oh Megatronus, I knew you’d make it- AHHH!!”, Prima was interrupted as he screamed in pain.. the medic couldn’t delay the process any longer, “I can’t delay any longer—First Aid, Red alert.. I need you two to get ready to help me in any complication appears.” The two medic said nothing but nod as they prepared.

“Okay, Prima.. I’m gonna need you to take deep vents and when I tell you to push, you push will all your might.”, Ratchet said as he got ready, “okay..push!”

A scream from Prima emerged as he pushed with all of his might, holding Megatronus servo in his. He took deep vents in between pushes. Ratchet smiled as he pulled up to Prima. “Just like that, okay? Again.. push!”

Another grunt from the prime turned into a scream of excruciating pain. “I-.. I can’t..”

“Yes you can, one more time, c’mon Prima.. Push!”

Prima attempted another harsh push with the King next to him clearly worried as he kissed Prima’s servo.. “You got this, my dear.. I’m here, I’m here with you..”

“Megatronus.. I can’t do it..”

“Yes you can, you can.. you got me, I’m here.. okay, Push my dear!” With that another painful yell escaped from Prima.

This went on for only a few groons until Ratchet got a view of the sparklings helm. “Yes! Okay, I see the helm. Prima I need you to push once more, okay? Ready?.. Push!”

With determination, Prima pushed with a strained yell. When he suddenly panted, “GOT IT!”, the medic exclaimed as chirps and coes sounded the room. Red alert and First aid quickly dried off the sparkling and wrapped around him the soft and warm synthetic blankets. Handing the creators there sparkling. “Here, congratulations!”, Red alert said in a warm tone as she handed them their sparkling.

Prima held the sparkling close to his chassis, his red and blue along with gray patters were beautiful. The little mechling had his carriers optics and his sire’s frame shape. He was perfect..

“Welcome home, Orion Pax.”

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“Young master, Slow down!”, Starscream exclaimed as he ventilated out of air.. while, far ahead, a young mechling ran with a smile in his doll look-alike faceplates. The sound of his pedes touching the ground echoed through the corridors, as giggled accompanied right after. He zoomed past servants as he was about to reach the flight of stairs. He was stopped by a familiar mech who stood far ahead in from of him, his servo out in a gesture to stop.

“Hold it!”, Prima said with a smirk on his dermas. The mechling came a sudden hault with a slight stagger—quick composing himself. “What are you doing?”, the queen asked with a smile warm as ever.

“Good solar cycle, Carrier!”, Orion said with a genuine smile as he bowed slightly to Prima who just leaned down to met his sparklings level as he booped the mechling nose. “Good solar cycles, my sweetspark..”, the Queen said in a sweet tone. “I’ll ask again, what’s got you running this early in the cycle?”

“I’m playing with, Commander Starscream!”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, he fell behind though..”

“You sure keep the High Guard on their pedes, don’t you?”

A small giggle escaping from the mechling as he snuggled his helm into his carriers touch. “I suppose so!”, Orion pax optics looked at his carrier with love and respect. “Where is Sire?”, he asked wanting to see his Sire, when in a suddenly and swift moment he was lifted off his pedes and into someone’s pauldronds, it was the King. “Sire!”

“Good solar cycle, Orion..”, Megatronus said as a low chuckle. “It seems that Starscream has been looking for you..”, he added as Orion hugged his sire’s helm. “We’re playing tag together!”, Orion replied with a child-like laugh. “I won!”, Orion said with pride making the King and Queen chuckle at their youngling’s behavior. “That’s my Mechling!”, Megatronus rooted as he spun Orion around still on his pauldrons— this made the mechling giggle and laugh loudly. “Okay you two, let’s get to the dinning hall.” , Prima said as he began to walk towards the dining hall—Megatronus with Orion still on his pauldron, following after. As the family walked, they spoke, giggles and friendly arguments filled the corridors. Even behind closed doors, the royals family was an example of a perfect family.

When the doors slide open, the primes and Alpha Trion were already sitting around the long dinner table with many different energon foods in the middle. They took their seats in the edge end of the table, Megatronus facing Alpha Trion as Prima and Orion sat to his the king’s sides. They began to eat as the primes, Megatronus and Alpha Trion talked about kingdom issues and council things. Orion Pax ate quietly as he noticed by the corner of his optic two young bots peaking from the kitchen. He turned his helm to get a better look at them, when his optics met those of a femmeling and mechling probably around his age. The pink and yellow young bots peaking went back to their duties—leaving the prince line of sight. Orin ex-ventilated—his pauldrons dropping a bit. Oh, how the young prince wished for some friends his age..

———

The pink femmeling and yellow mechling helped around the royal castle. Running small errands or just delivering things to other servants. At the moment, they walked in a rush, carrying some synthetic, soft sheets towards the washing room. The mechling trying to keep up with the pink femmeling— clearly with purpose. “Elita, slow down!”, Bumblebee said as he staggered on his pedes. “You’re walking too fast.”

Elita ex-ventilated—slowing down for the mechling. “C’mon Bumblebee. We had to get these sheets to the washing room a while ago. Drift will be mad if we don’t hurry!”, she responded with annoyance in her tone. “I knew we shouldn’t have gone and peeked inside the dining hall.. but you just kept asking and asking..”, Elita-1 added to her argument. “Sorry, I just wanted to see the prince with my own optics!”, Bumblebee exclaimed—a gleam of joy in his tone.

“He looked so cool, didn’t he?!”

“Yes, Bee.. now let’s get a move on. Drift will scold us for being so late.!”

———

Arriving to the washing room, a mech stood inside, holding a holographic pocket watch. When he saw the younglings enter the room he closed the watch— the hologram vanishing with cue. “You’re late..”, Drift added as he looked at the bots with a smile. “Forgive us, Chamberlain Drift. We’re still new around the castle and got a bit lost.”, Elita told the mech trying to convince him— to which he just chuckled extending his servo so the younglings could hand him the sheets. “It is okay, younglings. Next time, try asking directions from other servants, okay?”, Drift was a kind and understanding mech— no wonder he was the kings and Queens personal servant. “You’re free to go, make sure if assistance is needed around, if not.. then you’re free for the rest of the cycle.”, Drift spoke moving with ease around the room.

“Yes, Chamberlain Drift!”, the two young bots spoke as they walked out and began to run down the corridors with chuckles and smiles.

The two bots had been selected to serve the royal family, which was seen as a great honor. Now, the two friends walked around the great halls of the royal castle with joy. After asking around and making sure no more errands needed to be done. The two walked to the training fields, as the yellow mechling sat by watching the femmeling train.

“You must really want to be part of the high guard don’t you, Elita?”, bee asked as he ate some energon cubes. The femmeling swinging the dull sword over and over again. “Yep, and I will accomplish that dream one day. I need to get strong and tough— that my application can get approved.” Bumblebee smiled nodded, “I see, so you have a few more years before you’re allowed to apply?”

“Yup”

“Cool!”

———

Meanwhile, Orion was walking around the corridor. He had finished eating and was excused by his creators as they had some things to speak with his uncles, aunt and grandsire— things he would one day do too, just not today. As the young prince walked towards his private quarters he took a different direction, passing by the training field— his optics catching a glimpse of the two bots he had seen earlier in the dining hall. This sight made his come to a hault..

Primus he wanted to go up to them and say hi.

He wanted to see if they would want to be friends.

He wanted to be around bots his age..

He ex-ventilated as he turned and began to walk towards them— determination clear in his optics. As he got closer he cleared his vocals. “Excuse me..”, he shyly spoke. Elita and Bumblebee flinched, and as they saw the young prince they quickly bowed.

“Our Prince!”, they said in unison.

“Ah- no.. you don’t have to bow..”, Orion pax nervously shook his helmet and gestured his servos. “I was just wondering what you both were doing..?”

Silence..

Elita-1 and Bumblebee looked at eachother. “Well, I was just training and bumblebee was just refueling.. forgive us for not being considered of your presence, your highness..”, Elita said— her servos in a fist and placed over her spark— an Iacon salute. To which Orion pax just shook his helmet more, clearly nervous. “No no, it’s okay. You don’t have to do that. It kind of makes me feel like I’m above you both— which I’m not.” The two servant bots looking at each other. “Very well then, is there something you wish from us, Prince Orion?”, Bumbleebee asked confused— why the Prince would go up to them, with no reason too.

“Well.. I was wondering if you’d like to be..”, he hesitated, “friends with me?”

Silence again..

“HUH?!”, the bots exclaimed. Orion pax, the prince of Iacon wanted to be their friend?! Bumblebee spoke first, shock still in his processor. “You.. want to be OUR friend?”

“Yes!”, Orion Pax exclaimed with joy, “I’ve always wanted to have friends similar to my age. Don’t get me wrong I love playing with the high guard and my family but.. having friends like me wouldn’t be so bad.” The two boys looked at each other before smiling. “Alright, Sure! We’d love to your friends, Prince Orion.”, Eita with a small smile nodded. The Prince gasped as he cheered in joy, “I’ve got my first friends! Oh, and please.. Orion Pax is just fine!”

The three giggled as they began to talk and play. This was clearly the start of a great friendship!

———

Lunar cycle soon fell upon Iacon. Orion was being tucked in berth by his creators— a thing they would do to make sure their youngling was safe and sound. “You seem in a great mood my sweetspark, did something fun happen today?”, Prima asked, sitting on the edge of the berth while Megatronus stood behind and close to him.

“Actually.. yes, I made new friends today!”

“Is that so?”, Prima asked happily, “we’re so happy for you my sweetspark!” Megatronus nodded as he placed his servos on Prima’s pauldronds. “Your carrier is right, it’s nice to see you making friends around your age— now, you must rest. Remember, we have some visitors from the Kingdom of Kaon tomorrow.” Orion pax smiled as he snuggled into his soft and warm synthetic berth covers. “Yes, Sire.. good lunar cycle, Creators!”

“Good lunar cycle, our spark..”, Prima spoke in a soft and soothing voice

Orion felt as his carrier kissed his forehelm making him drift off into recharge, peacefully..

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The metal birds chirped as the sol began to rise. Rays gentle touch Orion pax’s faceplates making him stir in his sleep. As his royal/Prussian blue optics opened— he slowly sat up with a small stretch and soft groan. He rubbed his optics with his servos and with a swift move, he got off his berth. His night silk gown covered his bare protoform— he yawned when he heard a knock on the door, making the prince get his robes— covering himself. “Enter!”, Orion pax spoke. That’s when the doors slide open letting two familiar bots in. “Good solar cycle, Orion!”, it was bumblebee and Elita-1.

“Elita! Bee! What brings you here?”, Orion spoke cheerfully as he saw his two new friends. “Well as of this morning, we’ve been appointed as your personal servants.”, Elita crossed her arms as he smiled. Orion gasped then remembered the lunar cycle before— he had told his creators about his new friends.. could they have arranged this? They were the best!!

“That’s great!”, Orion chuckled. Elita and Bee nodded in response with joyful smiles even though Elita tried hiding hers. “Very well, let’s get you ready—after all, Iacon is having visitors from the kingdom of Kaon, the king spoke to you about it, remember?” Right, the royal family from Kaon would be coming to Iacon to meet Orion. “Yes, I remember now, Did the royal tailors have anything for me?”, the prince asked.

“Of course, they’re being delivered by the runners at this moment— why don’t you begin putting on your plaiting gear before they arrive?”, Bumblebee suggested with a nod. “Oh right!”, Orion pax said quickly going behind the folding screen room divider.

Once the prince finished putting on his plating covers he stepped out from behind the divider— letting Elita-1 and Bee help him put on his armor. In cue, the runners arrived with the clothing the tailors had made for Orion. “Finally.. let’s get these on you..”, Elita said as he opened the box and gentle took out the blue and white mantle. It was a chapel length and was accompanied by golden accessories that were luxurious as they were beautiful. Bee and Elita got the mantle and accessories on him, they finished by slowly placing his diadem on his helm. It was gold and full of rare and beautiful stones—the helm piece had patterns that made the diadem fit for a prince. “Okay, you’re ready, Orion!!”, Bumblebee exclaimed as he looked at their final work, the prince looked truly royal. “Now, we must get going, we don’t wish to keep the king waiting..”, the three began to walk towards the main entrance of the castle.

———

When they approached to their destination the king and queen could be seen waiting. The king had his red with white, royal long mantle and kings crown on his helm with the queen standing next to him, wearing his purple cathedral length mantle with his golden tiara. They noticed the prince arrival and smiled when they saw their sweet youngling all dressed up and nice. “My sweetspark, you look amazing.”, Prima said as he ex-ventilated. The king nodded looking at his youngling, “your carrier is correct, Orion.. you look like a true prince and one day— king”

“Good solar cycle, creators and thank you..”, Orion said as he and his friends— standing behind him— got closer to the rulers. “So.. are our guest here?”, Orion asked clearly exited. “Not yet my sweetspark, they just arrived to the kingdom gates and should be here soon.”

“Let us go to the front of the entrance doors my dears”, Prima said as hooked his arm with Megatronu’s and Orion waved goodbye to his friends—quickly making his way next to his sire and held his servo. The three walked outside to the front as they saw the carriage enter the front lawn and stop infront of the castle stareway where the royals were waiting.

Once the carriage came to a halt, the chauffeur hurried to open the door as Sentinel stepped out giving a servo to his queen Airachnid—helping her step down. That’s when the queen of Kaon got down, a mech round the age of Orion stepped out right after. His plating was mostly grey and black and his optics were a golden yellow color. He was taller than Orion and much broader. His posture was straight and his faceplates in a poker way. The mechling followed behind his creator as they came to a halt in front of the royal family of Iacon.

“Megatronus..”, Sentinel said as he extended his servo for Megatronus to shake.

“Sentinel.. it is good to see you.”, Megatronus took the servo and shook it firmly as he looked at Airachnid. “Queen Airachnid, pleasure to have you here with us.” , he took her servo and kissed it in sign of respect. “This is my family. Prima, my Conjunx and Queen of Iacon and my youngling— Prince Orion pax.”, Megatronus said introducing his family. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Queen Prima.”, Sentinel said with a bow as he looked at Orion. “Orion pax, it’s good to finally meet you, this is my youngling, D-16.”, the king of Kaon spoke as he gestured to the gray mechling. D-16 bowed in grace and as he raised his view he saw the stunning and beautiful prince that he had heard so much about— he was speechless.

“Orion?”, Megatronus spoke up catching the young prince attention. “Why don’t you take Prince D-16 around the castle, show him around. Your carrier and I have to speak with the rulers of Kaon, okay?”

“Yes, Sire.”, Orion replied as his sire and carrier led the rulers of Kaon inside to speak more privately— leaving behind the two prince.

Orion turned to look at D-16 and smiled with a small bow. “Hello, I’m Orion pax, Prince of Iacon. It’s a pleasure to meet you, D-16.”

D-16 bowed back as he spoke with a tone respectful tone, “The pleasure is all mine. I’ve been looking forward to our meeting and I hope that we can get along, Prince Orion pax.” Orion nodded in agreement as he looked around and gestured D-16 to follow him. “C’mon on, I’ll show you around..”

———

After a few breems of looking around, they stumbled across Orion’s favorite garden. D-16 follow slightly behind the red and blue mechling. He could see the way Orion’s optics shined at the sight. “This is my favorite garden, my grandsire built it for me.” D-16 looked at how the garden had flowers of every kind and a small energon pond.

“It is a beautiful place, Prince Orion Pax.”, D-16 said basking in the beauty of the place. Orion looked at the crack of the stone poker faceplates of D-16 and smiled. “C’mon, let’s go inside. I still have a lot to show you— oh! And Orion is just fine.”

When they entered and began walking down the corridors, Orion’s optics landed on his friends— Elita-1 and Bumblebee. The prince gasped as he called them out catching their attention, “Elita! Bee!” The two youngling smiled as they walked up to the two princes.

“Orion!”, Bee said exited as the two hugged tightly—Elita just bowing. This behavior caught D-16 off guard.. guess the rumour were true. The Iacon royal family were humble and kind. “Oh, guys! This is D-16, the prince from Kaon.”

Elita and Bumblebee bowed, “Its a pleasure to meet you, Prince D-16”

D-16 slightly bowed back, “Please don’t mind me.. I am but a mere guest here.” Orion smiled, this D-16 seemed humble.. he liked that! “Well, as I was saying! I’m showing D-16 around the castle—Do you both wish to join us?” Sadly the two shook their helms— Elita speaking up, “Forgive us Orion Pax— we just have a busy cycle today..” Bumblebee nodded and tried to make the situation light, “ Maybe later?”

“Very well, we’ll be around if you ever need or wish to join us!”, Orion smiled and began to walk away waving his friends goodbye. D-16 followed right after. They walked in silence for a bit before the prince of Kaon spoke— trying to ease the silent awkwardness. “They seemed like great bots.. have you always been friends with them, Prince Orion?”

“ah-! No, we became friends just last cycle. But I feel like we’re going to be best friends from now on!”, Orion chuckled with that smirk on his faceplates before asking a question. “So.. how about you? Any friends back home?” D-16 looked towards Orion and shook his helm.

“Not really.. I don’t need friends when I have two of the most annoying siblings of all time..”, D-16 said with a little optic roll. Orion chuckled— he had heard of the notorious twins of Kaon. “Right, you’re the youngest! I totally forgot…What’re their names again?”

D-16 ex-ventilated, “Arcee and Hot rod.. they’re my older brother and sister— split-sparks too. They can be insufferable sometimes..” The Prince of Iacon just laughed more, the royal twins of Kaon had definitely made a name for themselves. Their chaos had been discussed by Iacon’s great hall a few times— yeah they were pretty famous.

“You’re nothing like them..”

“Thank you..”

“I’m sorry, it wasn’t a compliment..”

“To me it was..”

The two princes looked at each other and laughed.. D-16 always felt more relaxed when he wasn’t in public or doing his royal duties, but he felt relaxed—especially now—with this prince—a royal who is different from the others.. he couldn’t hear what the prince was blabbering about— of course he couldn’t, he was to busy staring at him. D-16 snapped out of it, what was wrong with him? Staring at Prince Orion like that..?

Orion noticed and gave the gray mechling a worry look, “D-16, are you okay?” To which the prince of Kaon just nodded rapidly, “Yes, yes.. I am. Do not worry of me, Prince Orion.”

———

The rulers all sat on the kings private office. Prima and Airachnid— the two queens— chatting and talking about their families and kingdoms while Sentinel and Megatronus sat on the other side of the room, speaking in a.. more serious manner.

“Sentinel, what is that you wish to speak of?”, Megatronus asked clearly curious but wary. Sentinel shook his helm and ex-ventilated, “I wanted to discuss with you an urgent matter.” To which Megatronus gestured him to continue. “Just a few chords ago, I visited Harmonex Kingdom to strengthen Kaon’s alliance with them. But.. Megatronus, when I spoke with King Ultra Magnus.. he spoke of an arranged marriage?”

Megatronus froze and the words.. he remembered of this..

Long ago, when the kingdoms ended the war between each other, they made a decision— a choice— a law.. every 50 Stellar cycles. One royal family would have to agree to marry their sparklings in order to keep balance and peace between cybertron. This time it was Harmonex kingdom..

Megatronus had forget about the peace treaty law, “Yes, your sire— the late king of Kaon— probably didn’t tell you about the peace treaty law. Every 50 stellar cycles, a royal family would have to marry off their next successor in order to keep the kingdom in balance and peace..” Sentinel closed his optics, this was a serious matter..

“From what I know, Harmonex Kingdom’s Prince isn’t a carrier bot— this makes Kaon ineligible as D-16 isn’t a carrier bot either..” Sentinel explained but his attention was brought back by the king of Iacon’s ex-vent. “Megatronus..?”

Megatronus shook his helm in worry and spoke quietly behind his mask..

“Orion is..”

Sentinel optics widen before he quickly composed himself.. “So.. what now?” Iacon’s king looked out the window and saw the two princes talking as they walked towards the royal garden.

“I don’t know.. but one thing is for sure— I must talk to Orion.”

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Chuckles and blabbering filled the castle corridors. Orion spoke his helm off as D-16 listened in. He smiled and let out a few rare chuckles, this was nice.. As they walked towards the main hall of the castle to go and look for their creators— a thunderous voice called out Orion.

“Pax..”

D-16 stiffen and Orion turned to look at who it was and to his least surprised it was Alpha Trion— Orion’s Grandsire. “Grandsire, it’s you!!” The prince exclaimed as he ran towards the older mech and hugged him. D-16 bowed to Alpha Trion— the past king gestured him to stop, “No need for that, Prince D-16.. it’s a pleasure to meet you.” The king smiled at the prince of Kaon, patting Orion’s helm.

“It’s my honor to be here today, My lord.” D-16 spoke with respect in his voice, so this was Alpha Trion? He didn’t seem as scary as bots outside Iacon made him out to be.

“Grandsire! Grandsire! I thought you were supposed to be resting for the next few cycles.. Doctor Ratchet told me so?”

Alpha Trion vent,” That worry-wart of Ratchet. Don’t heed his word, I am more than better.. is that why you didn’t come by anymore? I was getting worried that my grand-youngling wasn’t interested in his old Grandsire anymore..” The late king laughed loudly.

“Never! I’ll never not care for you, Grandsire.. I love you deeply but— maybe you should take Ratchet’s advice and rest.. I want you to see me be coronated one day, I’d be really sad loosing you!” The prince was greatly close with the late king of Iacon. The cycle he was born and opened his eyes, Alpha Trion welcomed him to the bots of Iacon and the kingdom— he was always by his side— caring and protecting him.. how could he EVER dislike him?! Alpha Trion and Orion would go everywhere together— many would say that Orion was The king’s pride and joy. Many would also claimed that the last time he was this happy was when he was raising the primes..

Sadly, all that changed when Alpha Trion became really sick.. he was unable to be with Orion as they used to and sometimes— the prince would go chords with no knowledge of his grandsire. Needless to say, Orion was happy to see his Grandsire up and walking once again.

“Grandsire, forgive me. D-16 and I must go back.. we don’t want our creators to worry about where we are!”

“Yes, go on and do what you must do. I hope to see you, Pax..”

“As I to you, Grandsire!”

Orion gave his farewell to Alpha Trion— D-16 just bowing slightly before following Orion.

A few breems of walking, D-16 finally decided to ask, “Forgive me for my intrusion in your family matters, Prince Orion. I was just wondering— what happened to Lord Alpha Trion? I’d heard that he got sick deca-cycles back..” Orion looked at D-16 and smiled slightly, he was usually not a fan of talking about the topic but.. he wouldn’t mind this once.

“You see, my grandsire got sick 6 deca-cycles ago. Our family doctor can’t seem to pin down the reason for his deterior in health.. although, many believe that it’s due to his age. Doctor Ratchet actually backed up that theory. After all, my grandsire is well over 11 million years old. Still, it doesn’t make the sadness lessen..” The prince last words quiet and full of sadness. He truly didn’t want to loose his Grandsire-

D-16 only listened, he didn’t know what to say.. so he just continued walking unable to give Orion the closure he wanted to give him.

———

“Megatronus, what are you saying!? Does this mean that we will have to marry off our sweetspark?!”, Prima spoke with disbelief.

“Prima, my love. Please understand that we have no choice— if we don’t wish to break the peace treaty— then we must do this, even if it pains us!”, Megatronus explained trying to ease his queens rage. He and Sentinel had explained the situation to their conjunx’s and it wasn’t taken too well.. especially from Prima-

“King Megatronus, there must be something that can be done..” Airachnid chimed in— she wasn’t a fan of arranged marriages.. after all her mother was a victim of it. “Can’t you speak with the primes to help you in trying to convince King Ultra Magnus of a better way..?”

“My queen, let’s give them space.. they need to discuss this in private— come along.” Sentinel led his Conjunx out the room. Leaving Iacon’s rulers alone.. the silence was thick and the tension between them— suffocating.

“Never in my spark would I let this happen— but for the sake of peace.. I have no choice!” Prima scoffed at the kings words.. “no choice”?! No no no he HAD a choice.

“Are you mad, it’s our youngling that we’re talking about, Megatronus!? We have taught him his entire life that he should make his own decisions and opinions. We PROMISED him that we would never make him do something he wouldn’t wish to do—Mega, we promised..” The queens last words full of betrayal and pain. His optics becoming full with coolant as his frame trembled. He wanted to just fall apart and break down in wails of pain and sadness..

Megatronus walked to Prima— cupping his cheek plates with his servos. “I know.. I know we did, but if we don’t do this— we will be putting many life’s in danger. I’m not sure how the King of Harmonex will go about the situation but Prima.. we have no choice. I have always wanted our youngling to have liberty in his choices and it breaks my spark to know that we’re taking something so important and special from him. But, it must be done..okay?” Prima ex-vent.. he wanted to just shut the world out and keep his little Orion safe from anything but he knew that he had no power over this..

“Okay.. but, let’s just not tell him today. He seems to be very happy and I don’t wish to ruin that..”

“Very well, we won’t tell him today. Now come, let us go and bid our farewells to our friends..”, The King said kissing his Queen’s forehelm and wiping the coolant falling from his precious and beautiful optics. The walked out the office and walked towards the royals of Kaon..

———

Eventually, The two princes arrived to where their creators were. They saw them saying their goodbyes and as D-16 approached them, Orion grabbed his servos stopping him at his tracks, “D-16! I wanted to ask you something..”

D-16 didn’t questioned it and looked at the prince— who was clearly flustered.. “Of course, Prince Orion.. what is it that you wish to speak to me about?”

“Well, you see.. I really enjoyed today- well, I enjoyed your company and was well.. wondering if you wanted to be friends? We can stay in contact by holophone- only if it’s okay with you of course?!” D-16 stiffen at the sudden words— his optics widening slightly before he composed himself and smiled..

“I’d be honored to, Prince Orion. I enjoyed your company as well and really appreciate your request in friendship. I’ll take our friendship to my spark and promise to be a good friend to you, Prince.”

“Really?! O-okay then! Oh, and you don’t have to call me Prince.. after all, we’re friends now!” Orion chuckled widely— something that made D-16 be drawn in without his own control..

“Very well, I hope that we can see each other again soon, Pax..”

Orion felt himself become happier, this confirmed their new friendship…

“To you as well, Dee..”

D-16’s optics widen slightly, his frame ached, he became warm, his servos twitched, and he could feel his spark hum faster.. what was this feeling..? The prince shook it off and bowed as the two began talking towards their creators..

———

“We understand, we will tell no one about this matter.. We can only hope that everything will be okay, for you as rulers and creators..” Sentinel said with a firm nod

“Thank you, our friends. We truly appreciate this..” Prima added with a gentle smile. Airachnid placed her servo on Prima’s pauldron and returned the smile, “Of course, we are here for you both.. Kaon is a family ally from now on. If anything, you can count on us.”

“Ah! There they are..” , Sentinel said as he saw the two prince approaching them. “Did you two get along?”

“Yes!”, the two prince answered— looking at each other and chuckled. It made Airachnid and Sentinel freeze.. they had rarely seen D-16 chuckle let alone smile. They were both very happy that their youngling was able to make a friend.

“Well, It was a pleasure having you here in the kingdom of Iacon. We hope that you come back soon..”, Megatronus’ said as they all began walking towards the castle entrance.

Eventually they waved goodbye as the royal family of Kaon got on their carriage and left. D-16 turning to look one last time before getting on— he saw Orion and smiled.. his spark hummed faster than it was already doing so. Orion noticed and waved his new friend goodbye, and hoped that they would stay in contact.

———

The royals from Koan had left and Orion noticed how Prima and Megatronus were acting—definitely weird. He had shaken it off as he made his way towards the training grounds where Elita and Bee most likely were— he was excited to speak to his friends about his time with the prince of Kaon..

When he arrived to the training grounds he saw his friends training with each other. He sat down on a near by royal chair— that was kept there for any of the family members to sit and watch the training sessions—and picked up a data pad that was left there from their last hang out. It was old history data— his favorite.

Bee charged at Elita in attempt to break her standing but she dodged swiftly, making the yellow youngling stumble, “Woah! You said you’d go easy on me, Elita!!”

“I am going easy.”

Orion smiled as he saw his two friends banter. “Go easier on him then, Elita— he’s learning after all..”

The two bots turned to him and smiled as they came to see their friend, “Orion, you’re here!” Bumblebee said walking with cheer toward him— Elita following a bit behind— the sword still in her servo, “Orion pax, has your new friend finally abandoned you?”

The two bots chuckled as Orion rolled his optics and let out a mocking laugh, “Ha Ha! Very funny guys.. he had to leave and go to his kingdom. We had a nice time together, I even exchanged comm links with him! I feel like he’ll be a good bot for our group!”

Bee nodded and Elita with sighed but the two were pulled back by Orions sudden gasp of remembrance. “Oh my Primus! I totally forgot! Come closer, I’m not supposed to tell anyone but you guys are friends so it should be fine..” As the two got closer to listen in to what the prince had to say Orion looked around before speaking in a sort of loud whisper, “My uncle Onyx told me a little secret— although he wasn’t supposed to because it was meant to make the arrival much smoother for them, but oh well! Anyway, Onyx Prime told me that early next cycle, the high guard will be arriving back from their expedition!”

Elita-1 gasped and Bee cheerfully shook her by her pauldron, “Did you hear that Elita?! This means that try-out will be happening?! Oh my Primus, This is your chance!!!” Elita blinked a few times before her optic ridges furrowed and she nodded with such seriousness.. this was her chance, her opportunity to make her biggest dream come true!

“Bee..”

“Yes..?”

“You must try-out along with me..”

….

Orion and Bumblebee were speechless before yelling synchronized, “WHAT?!”

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“Elita, what are you talking about?! Try-out with you?! I-I can’t.. I’m not as good as you are!”, Bumblebee said clearly confused— Orion in agreement. “He’s right, I mean.. he hasn’t been training for as long as you have, why ask him to try-out with you?”

Elita-1 sighed looking from the ground to her friends, “Because!.. I can’t do this alone, okay? I’m scared that I won’t be able to do this. Bee, I need you.. I need my amica endura with me there— supporting me..”, her tone was that of a nervous and hopeful femmeling. Bumblebee and Orion both stared in awe at the usual hard and stern femmeling. Bumblebee had never been seen Elita-1 so vulnerable— it was kind of nice. The mechling chuckled as he jumped while he hugged her with such glee. “Oh Elita! I’ll do it, I’ll be with you to support and protect you!”

Orion smiled as the got closer and joined the hug. “And I’ll be there to cheer you both on!”

The two mechling chuckled and Elita just smiled faintly.. this was nice—she felt really lucky to have such friends like those two..

———

The carriage slightly rattled— D-16 looked out the window. He saw the fields and small energon lakes. Sentinel was sitting across him reading a data pad as Airachnid was doing what her youngling was.

“Crossing the bridge to Koan kingdom!” , The chauffeur announced.

Sentinel smiled as he looked at D-16 who was still looking out the window with a hint of boredom. “You seem to be in deep thought, D-16..” the kings words caught the youngling off guard. “You’ve been more quiet than usual— is there something wrong?”

D-16 didn’t know how to explain that ever since he met the Prince of Iacon his spark hummed rapidly, his frame became heated and his fans worked over time.. “I-.. I am fine, Sire. You do not have to worry about me. I am just a bit tired from the trip..” Although those words were very convincing, it didn’t fool his creators..

Airachnid sighed as he looked at her youngling before turning to her Conjunx and back to D-16, “If you feel unwell, D-16— I will make sure to have medics waiting for our arrival.” But her youngling shook it with a quick shake in his helm. “No need, Carrier.. I am going to be fine.”

The carriage passed through the kingdom, cast crowds gathered to welcome the Royal family home—soon, they arrived to the gates of the castle and the gladiators who guarded the front gate let them through before shutting them close preventing the public to enter. When the carriage came to a halt servants opened the door to let them off. The King and Queen getting off before D-16.

D-16 looked up at the castle— his home.. it wasn’t made out of gold and fine stones like Iacon’s was.. no, it was made out of strong and beautiful minerals from the mines. It was a bit darker but it was still as breathtaking as Iacon’s castle was. He snapped from his daze when the castle doors swung open. Two familiar bits came out running down the steps. It was unfortunately his two split-spark siblings— Arcee and Hotrod— great!

“Carrier! Sire! You’re back!”, The dark and light pink femme said as she hugged her creators. “What took you both so long!? I was alone with scrap helm over here..”, she gestured to her split-spark who stood there offended.

“Hey!”

For almost two grown bots.. they sure acted like sparklings— even though D-16 was the youngest, his siblings were far more immature than he was..

“I hope you two behaved while we were gone?”, Airachnid said— her multiple optics scanning their younglings for any type of injuries..

We’re fine, carri- Oh, D!”, Hotrod said inching closer to D-16 with a tone of teasing— Arcee following right behind.

“We missed you our sparkling brother!”

“Yeah, Hotrod is right! We your older siblings missed you like never before!!”

Such a teasing tone they used towards D-16– they always treated him like a sparkling.

“Back off, you glitches.”, D-16 rolled his optics pushing Hotrod’s face away from him. “You’re both so annoying. I do not understand how you two are older than me— I am clearly more mature than you both combined..”

“Yeah.. but you’re still just a sparkling!”, Arcee mocked poking D-16 cheek-plates while Hotrod was poking his helmet. “You’re such a sparkling! Ahahaha!!”

D-16 frame shook in annoyance.. he wanted to beat up his older siblings more than anything. “I’m going to.. KILL YOU BOTH!”

“Eep!”

“Whoa!? Run away!!”, Hot rod exclaimed in laughter as he and his split-spark ran inside the castle— D-16 chasing them.

The two rulers looked at each other as they chuckled— Sentinel offered his arm for Airachnid to take— which she did— as they began walking inside.

“It’s good to be home..”

“I agree, my king..”

———

Lunar cycle came dawning upon the kingdom of Iacon.. Luna 1 & 2 had never looked more beautiful.

“I’m beat, but I’m soooo ready for tomorrow!”, Bumblebee chuckled as he, Orion and Elita-1 walked towards Orion’s chambers. After all, it was their duty as Orion’s personal servants. “Hey, Orion.. you never really told us about the prince of Kaon..”

Elita-1 looked at the prince and smirked, “He is right, you know? You only told us you had a great time with him and that you both exchanged comm links— nothing more..” Orion looked at the femmeling— she definitely doing that on purpose.

“We had a good time.. what else is there? I honestly can’t believe that he actually accepted to be my friend..”, Orion would be lying if he said that he wasn’t doubting whether D-16 would actually want to be friends with him..after all, the prince was a bit closed off. “But, I’m sure that he’ll be a great friend as you guys are to me! Who knows.. maybe he’ll be my Amica endura..” Orion knew that being Amica endura meant that two bots had a close bond— a bond that would last for lifetimes. He always saw Bumblebee and Elita-1 and was kind of jealous that they had such bond.. he wanted to have one too!

“Maybe..”,Elita-1 nodded to Orion’s words. She looked up ahead and saw the Prince chambers, “Well, looks like we’re here.” After a few more steps— the three stopped infront of the room. “Are you sure you don’t want us to help you get ready for berth, Orion pax?”

To which Orion just nodded, “Yes! I told you both that I’m okay doing it myself.. you two need rest for tomorrow. So don’t bother coming to get me up— okay?”

Bumblee and Elita-1 glanced at each other before looking back at Orion with smiles— although, Elita-1 wasn’t really smiling. “Very well, Orion.. see you in the solar cycle.. good lunar cycle!”

“Good lunar cycle, Orion pax.”

“Good lunar cycle, to you two!” The prince opened and waved goodbye as he closed the door. He smiled before turning and walking behind the folding screen room divider and removing his armor plates and then his gear— slipping into a night gown and crawling into berth.

He closed his optics and ex-vent relaxing into the soft and warm synthetic sheet— closing his optics. After a few breem, the prince groaned. Tossing and turning in his berth— a groon passed and he finally sat up with a grumble. He couldn’t recharge— why?!

His processor was else where thinking — was it maybe okay if Orion texted D-16..? No! No.. the prince was probably already sleeping and he wouldn’t dare to bother him!

…

Well, maybe the D-16 was awake.. maybe he should check up on him just in case..? Yeah! He should—just in case.

As the prince feasted his back on the berth helm board he opened his comm links. He was D-16 contact and pressed the text option. He nervously typed a few words before deleting them and typing again.. what should he say?

This went on for breems until he finally send the text.

OrionPax: Hey! Sorry if I’m bothering you at this groon.. I was just wondering if you got back to Kaon safe?

send.

Okay! He did it— he send it.. alright then, time for recha-

D-16 comm link— notification.

No way.. NO WAY, HE ACTUALLY TEXTED BACK?!

Orion ex-vent as he relaxed and opened the link.

D-16: Good lunar cycle, Pax.. Do not wary over me. I made it safe back home, I am glad that you asked. If it is no bother— why are you awake at such groon?

OrionPax: Oh well.. you see, I’m not really tired and I had nobody else to talk to so I thought it be nice to see if you were awake..

D-16: But you are losing sleep?

OrionPax: I’ll be alright! So tell me, how’s it back home over there??

———

D-16 was standing on his chambers balcony. He took in the kingdom’s beauty at night..

OrionPax comm link— notification.

What the-? Why was the prince of Iacon awake at such time..? He didn’t hesitate to open it and was surprised at the text..

OrionPax: Hey! Sorry if I’m bothering you at this groon.. I was just wondering if you got back to Kaon safe?

The prince asked him about his well-being?! D-16 felt his frame heaten up and his processor overrun. Okay— he had to calm down. It was a simple text and nothing more— all he had to do was answer it.

D-16: Good lunar cycle, Pax.. Do not wary over me. I made it safe back home, I am glad that you asked. If it is no bother— why are you awake at such groon?

Was that okay? Was it too formal? Would it seem weird? Ack!! Why are all these questions flooding his processor- Ding!

OrionPax: Oh well.. you see, I’m not really tired and I had nobody else to talk to so I thought it be nice to see if you were awake..

Oh!..

D-16: But you are losing sleep?

OrionPax: I’ll be alright! So tell me, how’s it back home over there??

Back home? The prince looked towards the kingdom — his servos gripped the railing as he sighed.. he always enjoyed home— especially at night.

He chuckled slightly as he made his way to his berth and sat down.. maybe a few groons awake wouldn’t be so bad..

Chapter Text

The birds chirped and the sol rays gently woke up Prima from his recharge. He sat up as he sighed and looked at his lover next to him in peace. Prima smiled and gently placed a kiss on his helm beige standing up and changing out of his night gowns and into his gear and armor. He always let the king sleep as much as he wish, he knew his dear Conjunx was tired. He exited the master berthroom as he was treated by servants bowing to him and holding out his royal robes. He allowed them to places them over his shoulders and smiled— continuing his way towards the King’s work office.

Walking down the lengthy and empty hall his processor took him back to yesterday..

How he hated it. But he had no choice.. he would soon need to talk to his little sweetspark about the situation. For now, he had duties to fulfill.

———

Orion groaned as he sat up from his comfy and warm berth. He wanted nothing more than to just stay in berth.. but he knew he had things to do. Just how long had he been on comm-link with D-16? He sat up and decided to get himself ready this time— After all, the high guard would be arriving and the try-out would begin.

It took him a few minutes but he finally got ready. Orion pax placed his royal robes over his pauldrons and exited his chambers. Walking down the lengthy corridor, the prince couldn’t help but remember last lunar cycle. He had stayed up really late texting the Prince of Kaon.. he subconsciously touched under his optics with a digit to make sure the lack of recharge wasn’t noticeable. But, he smiled and could only think— was this what regular friends did? It was nice..

He passed many corridors and rooms and eventually arrived to his sire’s work offices. He knocked before he heard the words..

“Come on in..”

The prince opened the door and was met with his carrier sitting on his Sire’s chair. The king must still be resting..

“Good solar cycle, sweetspark.”,Prima said as he gestured him to come closer, to which the Prince didn’t hesitate. “Come.. let your Carrier see you better.”

Orion walked to him and embraced the Queen. “Good solar cycle, Carrier.”

Prima chuckled as he scanned his youngling’s faceplates better.. “You are growing faster and faster by the cycle. Hmm.. Orion, did you sleep well last lunar cycle— you seem to have faint dark cycles under your optics.”

Dang, he should have known better than to think his carrier wouldn’t notice, “Sorry, Carrier. I was on comm-link with Prince D-16 last lunar cycle. I lost track of time..”

Prima vent as he smiled, his little one was making more friendships.. that’s when he remembered.. he had to tell his youngling. Now or never— as much as he didn’t wish to do that to him. There would never be a good time to say such news.. “Orion, sit on Carrier’s lap. You need to talk..”

Orion felt something was wrong— the only time he would sit on his carrier’s lap was when he comforted him or told him bad news. The prince sat on his carrier’s lap as he looked up at him with worry in his optics. He was no older than 13 stellar cycles old, he was just a child.

Prima vent as his processor thought on how to break the news.. “My sweet Prince, I am sorry to burden this upon you.”

“It’s okay, carrier.. whatever it is— I won’t hate you or sire for it!”

Oh how innocent and pure this youngling was..

“Very well then— Orion, According to the peace treaty law, you must…-“

When the Queen spoke the words, Orion pax’s audials went deaf. His frame stiffen and he felt his spark drop. What was his carrier speaking of? Marriage? No.. arrange marriage?! With who- the prince of Harmonex?! His optics filled with coolant as he felt his intake go dry..

“Forgive me, my little one..”, Prima spoke with a shaky tone as he began to sob.. this wasn’t what he wanted, not for his sweetspark.

But Orion just sat on his carrier’s lap not returning the hug, he wanted but it felt like his frame was num.

The doors suddenly bursted open, Megatronus was venting out of air. His audials had picked up on sobs as he made his way here.. he saw his Queen and Prince and it didn’t take him long to realize what was happening. He walked to the two and dropped to his knees and he pulled the two for an imbrace..

———

The door to the commander’s office swung open. Starscream vent as he closed it behind him and he walked to his desk as he flopped down on his chair with a vent. Nothing.. again. This was the fifth expedition since the Deca-cycle began. Kingdoms from the east of cybertron had been sending messages to Iacon about sightings of Quintessons. But now, it was from the west too— it was too much. The High guard could only cover so much and even then, they found nothing. He leaned on his chair and looked at his desk— spotting a holographic picture. It was his Conjunx Jetfire, with their only sparkling, Maverick. She and Jet fire were his everything.. this is why he never turn down a request for an expedition. He needed to make sure it was safe.. for them both.

His comm-link for Jetfire rang.. a FaceTime? His Conjunx must of figured out he arrived to Iacon. He didn’t hesitate to answer and from the other side of the hologram, a sudden burst of laughter came— it was from Maverick.

“Carrier!!”, Maverick exclaimed as she giggled uncontrollably. She was a giggler when she got exited or nervous. “Are you back in Iacon?!”

Starscream smiled as he chuckled, “Yes my sweet one. I’ll be home soon with you both, okay?”

“Okay! I have to go and get ready for the Academy but I’ll see you soon, right?”

“Yes you will, my dear..”

Maverick chuckled as she blew kissed and left to get ready for school. Jetfire smiled as he turned back to the hologram. “My dear, Conjunx.. you seem tired. Are you sure you want to announce try-outs for the high guard? That can wait next cycle.”

Starscream shook his helmet and vent, “No, it must be done now. Don’t worry about me, you must have a lot to do at the lab research center. I’m okay, I promise..”

“Okay then.. but once you come home, you rest.”

“Very well, my love. Till’ then, I love you.”

“I love you too.”

They hung up and Starscream vent deeply.. he had to do this, they need more bots. First, this.. then, home.

———

Elita-1 and Bumblebee were finishing up their duties before leaving to look for Drift. They had to ask for an early leave, as they needed to get the High guards quarters to register for try-outs. After all, only so many slots were open.

“Bee, are you done? We need to get going?”, Elita-1 said placing down a crate of energon food in the kitchen. Bumblebee did the same as he nodded. “Good, come on then. I’m sure Orion is already there.”

“Right!”

The two walked down the corridors looking for Drift until they saw him talking to the royal medic, Ratchet. Why would the Chamberlain need to speak with The medic? Oh well..

“Sir, forgive us to interrupt you both. We will like to speak with you.”, Elita said catching the two bot’s attention.

“It’s okay, I was already leaving. We will speak later, Drift.”, Ratchet said as he waved them goodbye.

“Very well then, see you..”, Drift said looking as the medic left. He turned his attention back to the younglings, “So what do you wish to speak of, little ones?”

Bumblebee smiled, “We’d like to get off early today, Mr. Drift!”

“oh, and why is that? Do you have somewhere to be?”

“Yes! We want to get in time to register for the High Guard try-outs!”, Bumblebee answered with cheer as Elita-1 nodded in agreement.

“I see.. well, you do qualify for age. Alright then, but be careful, okay?”, Drift said with a tone of warning to which the two younglings just nodded.

“Yes, Chamberlain Drift.”

“Alright, get out of here. Go..”

The two smiled as they quickly walked to leave. Drift smirked watching them, those two definitely had what it takes to be in the High Guard.

———

What a beautiful cycle it was.. so calm, quiet, and-

“My lord, we seem unable to get the prince out of his quarters.”, A servant said bowing down fully. “We’ve tried to call him out but he doesn’t answer, all we hear is the loud noise coming from his quarters.”

.. of course this was happening, what did the king expect.

“Very well then..”, were the only words the king spoke as he turned and walked towards the young prince’s quarters.

After a few Breems, the king came to a halt in front of the door, he knocked and no answer, so he tried to open it but— locked. Of course. That insufferable noise that came from within was so loud.

“Chamberlain, do you happen to carry the key to the prince’s quarters?”, the king asked.

“Yes, my lord.”, the chamberlain said as he pulled out a key and handed it over to the king.

The ruler then unlocked the door and opened it with no hesitation.

“Jazz, this behavior is utterly-..”, Ultra Magnus spoke but before he could finish he was met with an empty berthroom. The speakers on blast before they were turned off by the sservants.

“-..Unacceptable.”

…

The king vent as he rubbed his nasal bridge and his optic ridges furrowed. “Send the royal army to look for him. Now.”

“Yes, my lord.”, the chamberlain said turning and leaving.

Ultra Magnus turned back ti the empty room and shook his helm, “When will you mature, my youngling?”

And just like that, the royal army set out throughout the kingdom to find the runaway prince.

———

Meanwhile, in a small record shop to the west of the kingdom, Jazz hid or more like explored, and with him was his personal guard, Prowl.

Jazz looked at the records and found one that seems to peak his interest. It was by a band of mech’s named Queen.

“Oh, Sick! Look at this, Prowler. I haven’t heard any record from this band. They look cool too!”, Jazz expressed a he looked at the records further.

Prowl listened to him as he kept looking towards the entrance. They must of already seen that the prince wasn’t in the castle by now.. “My liege, I think it’s time we head back. The king must’ve already seen you ran way again.”

“Oh whatever. It’s fine, besides..”, Jazz turned to look at Prowl and smiled placing a kiss on his cheekplate. “I have you, my knight. Now, come on— I wanna pay for this.”

Prowl was a bit surprised at the sudden kiss but regained his composure swiftly and followed the prince.

“Hello, just this please!”, Jazz who was wearing a hooded robe placed the record and a few guitar strings on the counter as the cashier began to ring him up.

The cashier should give Prowl glared here and there. Of course he would, to him it seemed like a teenager was hanging out with someone younger than him. Not to mention that the mechling just kissed him.

“Okay, it’ll be 10 shanix.”, the cashier said with that costumer service tone.

Jazz pulled out a small pouch bag and took out 10 shanix and handed them to the cashier— who just gave more glares to Prowl. Like if he was saying, ‘really dude, you’re making him pay?’

Once the transaction was done, the two exited the store and began to walk back to the castle. Jazz was exited, he had just gained a new record of a new unknown band to him and new strings for his guitar.

———

It took a while but they successfully sneaked back in the castle. Prowl set down the items on a small table in Jazz quarters and Jazz removed the hooded robe. He grabbed his guitar as he sat down on the couch he had in his room. But that’s when the king entered, clearly not happy.

“.. Where have you been?”

Jazz glanced at his sire and continued to change the strings to his guitar, “I went to buy somethings. Nothing out of the ordinary..”

Ultra Magnus knew Jazz couldn’t care less what he had to say. So he turned towards the appointed knight guard, Prowl. “Prowl, I placed you as my sparkling’s guard. Yet you allow for such things to happen without me having any knowledge of this?”

Prowl kneeled down to Ultra Magnus— Now Jazz had his attention.

“For give me, my lord. The prince was safe, he was not in any form of danger-“

“That’s not what I asked, do you want me to strip you from your position?-“

“HEY!”, Jazz finally stepped in. “He’s MY guard.. I choose what to do with him. He stays.”

Ultra Magnus scoffed

“Got a problem, sire..?”

….

The king vent as he turned and left, slamming the door behind him. Jazz also vent flopping down on the couch.. that was something.

Prowl looked at the prince and smiled faintly.. Primus, he really did love the prince.

Even if it meant that he’d never be able to be with him and only admire from afar.

.. Primus can be cruel..

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The room was quiet, Jazz nor Prowl dare to speak.. the knight stood up and turned to look at his prince.

“Forgive me for failing you, my liege-“, Prowl tried to apologize for something he hadn’t done to which Jazz quickly stopped him.

“No, don’t feel the need to ask for forgiveness, My knight. It’s my sire who is in the wrong. I cannot believe he expects me to not be mad after he told me about that arrangement marriage..”, A few cycles back the king had a private meeting with the prince to discuss the peace treaty law. To which Jazz was to say the least— enraged. He didn’t wish to marry anyone he didn’t love, or know for that matter..”

The prince vent once again as he looked at his guitar. The last thing he had from his carrier before her death. He shook his helmet as he stood up and walked towards the balcony in his chambers. He pushed open the glass doors as he vent in the fresh air and bast in the beauty of the kingdom. The kingdom consisted of huge, beautiful, transparent, bright fluorescent crystals— a glass like feeling to the touch.

The crystals lit up the kingdom during lunar cycles, like now. It was many of the reason that made the Harmonex Kingdom different from others as they didn’t need to place post lamp on the streets when they had natural light. These crystals were also the reason the kingdom gained the nickname.. “The Signing Kingdom of Cybertron” as the when the wind would hit the crystals small and soothing symphonies would be created— a song or what the kingdom would call it, “Harmonex’s lullaby”.

Jazz hummed the melody as the crystals sang softly. Without looking away he called upon Prowl, “It never fails to amaze me that I will be king of such a place like this..”

Prowl who was a few pedes behind him turned his gaze from the prince to the Kingdom.. he said nothing, just admired.

In that moment a shooting star passed through the sky. Jazz gasped as he pointed at it and turned to Prowl in excitement, “Look Prowl, a shooting star!”

The knight looked up and only saw as it disappeared.

“Did you wish?”, the prince asked.

“Oh.. I didn’t have time, my liege..”

“Then there is something you wish for?”

Prowl looked as the prince, he opened his intake to speak but closed it swallowing his thoughts. He vent as he nodded to his prince, “yes..”

“What is it?”, the prince ever so eagerly asked.

“..I- was wishing that..”, Prowl looked torn between saying his true intentions or to just mask what he felt and do what any other knight should.. “-that you have a great and long life, my liege.. and that I can continue to serve you as a knight of Harmonex.”

“Oh..I see.”, The prince smiled fated and the look in his optics faded from excitement to sadness. Jazz said nothing more as he turned and passed the knight, walking inside and into his private wash rack— locking the door behind him.

Prowl still in his stiff position vent as he leaning against the railings, he looked the dark sky and in a whisper said..

“I wish that we are two other bots.”, he felt his frame heavy. “That we could be with one another, even after joining the well of sparks, my prince..”

———

Elita-1 and Bumblebee were walking down the corridors towards the prince’s chambers. He hadn’t been at the quarters of the High Guard. So naturally they got worried and decided to make their way to him right after registering which took groons.

“I really hope he’s okay.. I don’t want anything to happen to Orion.”, Bumblebee said with worry in his voice.

Elita-1 glanced at his before looking back ahead. “Don’t worry, I’m sure he’s okay. But we’re going to check just in case.”

And check they did. It didn’t take long for them to arrive right outside the doors of the prince’s chambers. They knocked a few times but— nothing. The were going to give up until they heard a soft sobbing noise.. quickly they two alarmed opened the door in worry but instead of a prince in danger, they were met with a sobbing prince.

Bumblebee quickly ran to Orion’s side, “Orion, what happened?!”

Elita-1 joined them not long after closing the doors behind her.

The three sat on the berth as Orion just wiped his tears. “I’m sorry, how embarrassing..”, he chuckled with a shaky voice. “I must have worried you both-“

But Elvira-1 cut his sentence as she spoke in a serious manner. “Orion pax. What happened?”

Orion’s optics widen as they began fill with coolant once again. He trembled as he let out cries of sadness. He lunched at Elita-1, hugging her in need for comfort. The femmeling stiffen as she looked at Bumblebee. She slowly patted his upper back struts with a servo as Bumblebee joined the hug.

“My-.. My carrier, he told me- about the peace treaty law.”

The two bots looked at each other in confusion before listening to the prince.

“I have to get married-.. in order to keep the peace between kingdoms-“, Orion said between sobs before completely breaking down.

Elita-1 and Bumblebee’s optics widen as they glanced at each other.. oh their sweet Orion. They said nothing but embraced him tighter.

The prince didn’t need opinions or advice.. he needed comfort and support.

———

Looking out the window, Prima wiped the coolant forming in his optics. He bent shakily as he turned to his king. With a tone ever so broken he spoke, “Did we do the right thing in telling him this early in his age?”

Megatron is looked up from his desk and vent as he stood up and walked to his queen. Cupping his cheek plates and smiling softly.

“Don’t worry, my queen. He had every right to know.. he just needs space. Okay?”

“But what if he hates us.. hates me?”

“That will never happened.. okay? He’s a young mechling— just 13 deca-cycles old. The treaty law won’t take action until he turns the right age.. I’m sure by then the council will find a way to keep such law from happening.”, Megatronus said embracing Prima and pressing reassuring kissing in his forehelm.

“Very well then.. let’s give him space.”

“That’s my Queen..”

———

“GET BACK HERE, HOT ROD!”, Arcee exclaimed as she chased her split spark. The reason to this was happening was because Hot rod had messed up Arcee’s painting by splashing a bit of black paint on her canvas. Bringing them to present time..

Hot Rod turned on a corner and from the distance saw D-16– who was staring at his holophone— not paying attention to his surroundings. The mech ran towards him and grabbed his pauldrons, using him as a shield. Hot Rod knew that Arcee loved her little brother too much to hurt him.

“Huh?! Hot Rod what are you?-“, D-16 protested as he heard Arcee running towards him. He raised an optic ridge confused.

The femme stopped at her tracks and smiled at D-16– her demeanor changing seconds. “AWW!! D-16, what’re you doing?”

D-16 glance to his brother cowering behind him before he stepped to the side exposing Hot rod. Without a hint of hesitation Arcee jumped on him making the two fall to the ground. She stood up and dragged him by his pede to her chambers as she blew kisses to D-16.

The prince couldn’t care less about his sibling’s shenanigans. He went back into looking at his holophone and continued walking.

He was looking at the royal Iacon family news. He swiped and scrolled as he got to a section that we was hoping for..

[Prince Orion Pax of Iacon. The kingdom’s sol..]

D-16 smiled as he continued looking at the report written about the prince. He eventually arrived to his chambers and entered. Closing the door behind him, his optics never leaving the screen.

[Prince Orion Pax, The next King of Iacon.]

Many headlines were mostly about how Orion was Iacon’s pride and joy. But what D-16 cared most about was the pictures included on the reports.

Every photo, Orion pax looked like an angel send by Primus himself. D-16 would nervously download the photos and save them. He didn’t know why, but ever since he met Orio, he felt as if something inside him changed. He continued to read and save.

Eventually there was a knock on his door. He put his holophone quickly away and turned to the door. Opening it he was met with his sire’s welcoming smile.

“D-16, is okay if I come in?”

The prince confused moved to the side as he gesturing the king to enter, “uh, yes, please.”

As Sentinel entered he looked around, he was glad his youngling was making friends which was something they struggled for him to do back when he use to attend Kaon’s academy. He turned to turn D-16 who was closing the door.

“Have you spoken with the prince of Iacon? It seemed to me that you two were connecting very well.”, Sentinel asked curiously of his youngling’s social life.

D-16 nodded confused as he looked shyly, “Uh.. yes, I have.”

“Good, good. I’m glad that you’re making friends my son. At first I was worried that you’d never be able to open yourself— it seems that I was wrong.”

“..Sire, what’s the real reason you wished to see me?”

Sentinel stiffen, of course he couldn’t hide anything from his family. He was worried speaking to his youngling about something so serious at this age would cause him stress or even worse trauma like his own father had implified on him. He vent as he sat on a near by seat that D-16 kept so he could read while stargazing.

“My son, as you know, your sibilings are to become the Duke of capita kaon and dukess of Kolkular. You, are to be King of Kaon.. which is why I must send you to train and learn to be a king of a kingdom such as this.”

“Send me? Will I be away from here?”, D-16 grew not concerned but curious.

“Yes, Koan tradition is to send their future king off to Kaon’s Gladiator arenas, where you are to learn combat and leadership. Then to Imperial Headquarters where you are to be taught everything you must learn about Koan and how to be king.” The king spoke with deep sorrow, as he did not wish to send off his son in such a hash path— like he was. He knew that his D-16 would come back much more different. “If you wish to set back the time to go then you have every right. If you feel like you aren’t ready then I will hold of the great Koan council and give you the time you wish for, okay?”

D-16 looked at his sire, he had a look of sadness. He knew of the ruthless things his late grandsire did to him. It was no wonder the king put off as much time as he could to tell him this.

The prince did indeed wish to wait a bit longer.. “Maybe, do you think we can wait till my 14 birthday?”

“Yes, we can hold off till then.”, Sentinel replied in a beat. “May I ask why till then?”

“..well, I kind of wishes that I could perhaps invite prince Pax to come and celebrate my birthday with us- his family too of course.”, D-16 responded flusteredly and shyly. It caught the king of guard— but he smiled and chuckled as he patted his youngling’s helm.

“Of course..D-16, anything you wish.”

———

“So you guys will be gone for two entire deca- cycles then.”, Orion pax laying on his stomach as Bee laid across on top on his lower back struts—servos on his chin.

“Yeah, It’s a bummer that basic training will be that long, then again they are the High Guard. It’s no wonder they’ve never not seen victory.”, Bumblebee said with groan.

Elita-1, who had her back leaning on one of the canopy berth tall post added to her amica’s words, “Yeah, but we won’t just be training. We also get first hand experience as the you spend the second deca-cycle of training in real missions and exhibitions.”

Bumblebee vent as he patted Orion’s helm, “we’re told that we are leaving in less than a orn.. I can’t help but feel sad.”

Orion chuckled, “why is that, bee?”

“Well, we’re not gonna be able to be there for you when you need us.. it makes me feel like I’m a horrible friend.”

Orion’s optics widen but then became ever so gentle. He softly chuckled as he held Elita-1 and Bumblebee’s servos in his own. “You are the best bots ever. Besides, once you become high guard knights. We’ll be able to hang out more!”

Bumblebee smiled as so did Elita-1 —even if hers wasn’t that noticeable. The yellow mechling chuckled as he nodded.

“Yeah!”

The three chuckled and talked for groons. Yeah.. Orion was definitely going to miss this!