This is just a short lil drabble that I wrote after being smacked upside the head by this feels bunny. I don't own transformers. Thank you.
Lugubrious Realizations
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Lugubrious~ Looking or sounding sad and dismal
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Bluestreak was laughing as the twins elbowed and rough housed with the younger mechling sitting between them, their oilcake left forgotten as they talked about taking him and his first gun to the firing range with Ironhide.
Prowl watched on with sad optics as he watched his adopted youngling.
"Ya okay there mech?" Jazz asked as he came to stand next to his mate.
The Praxian let a slow exvent as he shook his head slightly. "It's... It's nothing."
"Are you sure?" Jazz wrapped his arms around Prowl's waist.
"It's just... there was a time that when a Praxian youngling his age would receive their first crystal to plant in the crystal gardens. Now, we're arming them before they can even come into their full mechhoods."
"You regret the war." Jazz hugged him tighter.
Prowl leaned into the embrace. "I just... I wish that they didn't have to grow up in the shadow of this beast."
"The war won't last forever."
"I know."
"I promise you that we will end this war love, You'll see." Jazz kissed Prowl, earning them the catcalling protests of the younglings.