A Love Which Rises Beyond part 2: Babby is formed
"What? Pregnant?" gasped Ultra Magnus as he looked down upon his promiscuous little Autobot brother with a shake of his head.
"That makes no sense!" wailed Bumblebee as he tried to wrap his CPU processor around the concept of a giant alien mecha, much less a male one, getting pregnant.
"Life finds a way," muttered Prowl. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go expel some energon from all my portlets because this is far too disgusting for me to handle." And the machine man turned and left with a swagger in his step.
"How in sweet Primus' name did you get pregnant, Optimus?" demanded Ratchet. "You have to tell us."
Optimus struggled but finally took five cycles out of pathetic bawling to inform them of his dire situation. "Megatron. He. He raped me."
The room was filled with gasps and one loud fart because Kupp was resting his senile ass in his chair not far away and was asleep and as you know, old people are quite flatulent, and that goes the same for giant alien robot old people. They have carburetors or something instead of intestines.
"MEGATRON?" screamed the Autobot brethren in horrified unison.
"You're having an abortion! Right now!" growled Ironhide and stepped forward prepared to give Optimus the Falcon Punching he so needed. But then with a worried glance, Ratchet stopped him by grabbing his shiny metallic arm.
"No wait!" he said.
"WHAT?" demanded the gruff old soldier.
"You can't kill it! It would be morally unsound," said Ratchet with a hint of sadness and pleading in his voice processor and optics. He was pro-life and could not be swayed.
"He's right," came the response of the mighty Prime as he turned to his fellow men. "I'm keeping it."
And so he did.
Four months later, a Autobotling was born to the wise and powerful Optimus Prime. He was red, white, and blue, with a distinctive hint of gray and black to his overall color scheme, and his optics were red. The most amazing thing was however, that he was not really a he at all. He was a she.
"I'm going to call you," Optimus Prime muttered to his newly formed spark spawn, "Megamus Prime."
Bumblebee looked on with worry. He knew deep inside his machine based heart, that being a curious and intelligent child that one day the sparkling was going to ask who her daddy was. He wondered for Prime, how the mighty Autobot savior would answer her.
MAYBE TO BE CONTINUED MORE? PERHAPS.