A/N: I'm not too sure where this is heading but sort of got a path made, I have low muse so updates might be slow coming but if you like keep heckling me for an update, trust me I need it! UNBETA
Time Reference:
Klik - a Cybertronian second; approx. 1 Earth second
Cycle - a Cybertronian minute; approx. 1 Earth minute
Megacycle - a Cybertronian hour; approx. 1 Earth hour
Solar cycle - a Cybertronian day; approx. 1 Earth day
Rotor cycle - a Cybertronian week; approx. 1 Earth week
Orbital cycle - a Cybertronian month; approx. 1 Earth month
Stellar cycle - a Cybertronian year; approx. 1 Earth year
(I do not own Transformers)
Chapter One
It was a glorious day in Iacon, the mood in the air was celebratory for after many, many vorns and by what many Autobots considered a miracle from Primus himself, the long lost sparkling of High Lord Optimus Prime had been found and was due to arrive in a few short joors. And to commemorate such a momentous occasion a week long festival had been arranged, and it seemed all of Cybertron had come out for it, from the highest of nobility to the lowly of commoners. Within the royal palace it was controlled chaos. Servants rushed here and there, busily trying to finish with any possible last minute preparations.
However the only one not seemly affected by this was the Prime himself. He was already dressed in his royal robes and sitting silently in his personal office but Ironhide knew better; he knew that Prime underneath his calm demeanour was a bundle of nerves and coiled tighter then a Steelviper ready to strike. Ironhide had known him pretty much from day one. He was just new young guard when the Prime was born and as he grew Ironhide was assigned to him as his personal bodyguard and from there over the vorns they had grown a close friendship. And when he became High Lord Ironhide remained as his personal guard along with becoming the captain of the royal guards. Ironhide was also one of the few which he would openly talk too about everything and called publicly his friend.
"I still can't believe it Hide," Prime's baritone voice broke the silence and startled Ironhide. His voice had a very sombre tone to it.
"Believe what, Optimus?" Ironhide asked suddenly worried. The use of titles had never been used between them never since Optimus as a young mech said; friends don't rank each other higher or lower. It was those words which told Ironhide Optimus was destined to be a great Prime.
"That after all this time I-I never recognized him…not once even when I met him myself…not once did I recognized that he was my sparkling…my Bumblebee…"
Ironhide gave a deep sigh. They had gone over this before many times right from when news got to them about Bumblebee's discovery.
"It wasn't your fault Optimus. Bumblebee…was different during those times. You said so yourself he was coloured differently, acted differently and although there was some resemblances nothing that could give you or anyone else the idea that he was Bumblebee. Even his name was different. He was Prince Goldbug of Kaon, ward of Prince Starscream of Vos and second in line to the Decepticon throne."
Optimus weary shook his helm and rested it in his servos. "I know…I know…it's just…I still think I should have…something should have given me that idea…if it had he would have been home sooner…but I instead gave up on him…"
"You had no choice; he was in all aspects gone. No body, no sign, nothing. We spent almost five months searching for him with nothing. Stop blaming yourself, Optimus. And look it at this way, it's in the past now. Bumblebee is coming home. Home. None of us thought that would have ever happened."
"Yes. When I heard the news I couldn't believe it at first. It took awhile for it to sink in but my spark swelled with such joy I thought it would burst out. I had never once been so happy…" A smile appeared on Optimus's face and Ironhide couldn't help but grin as well.
"I know I was there, you and Elita danced around the room laughing and crying. We all had quite the party that night."
The two chuckled until a rapid knocking on the door sounded. Ironhide quickly moved to open it revealing the other bot to be Blurr. The royal herald had for much of day running around and getting any updates on Bumblebee's status and reporting to Optimus and Ironhide.
"GreetingsCaptianIronhideSir!IgotnewsforPrimeSir!G oodnews!Goodnews!"
The small slim blue bot rambled when he saluted. Ironhide just rolled his optics and stepped back allowed Blurr to come inside.
"What have you got Blurr? Is he here yet?" Optimus leaned forward eager to hear and Blurr nodded his head with great vigour.
"YesPrimeHeisjusthalfamegacycleawayfromenteringthe cityPrime."
"Very good, we'll be heading out there now."
Blurr nodded and turned and left. Ironhide waited for Optimus to check himself over and reach for his face mask which lay on his desk. He attached it and with him leading the two headed out of the office and made their way to the great hall to meet up with Elita and the others.
"Please Primus let him remember me…"
Optimus thought to himself.