Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. All characters are from G1 series unless otherwise indicated. Just a random plot bunny that came to my head when I was thinking of a strange dream for a Transformer. This is strictly a fan fic. NO flames or harsh comments. Constructive criticisms welcome. Enjoy!
Optimus woke up a little startled as he was no longer on earth, but back on the planet Cybertron, but not the war torn Cybertron he had seen as an adult, no, he was looking at when Cybertron was at peace, long before the Cybertronian civil war had begun. There were Autobots and Decepticons mingled together, though they were not called by each groups name as it merely referred to which side of politics they subscribed to, much like in the parties of Republicans and Democrats (though on a slightly different scale).
Optimus gazed around the messy and cluttered room, and caught sight of youngling drawings on the wall, unaware that he was indeed the youngling that had drawn them. Optimus got himself off the bed and his weight felt abnormally light, but he shrugged it off as he had gotten so used to his size that he hardly noticed it anymore. He was in fact, just waking up, after all, so maybe not all his systems were online yet.
And so, climbing off the berth while releasing a potent exhaust fume, Optimus realized that he felt shorter than usual, but though little of it as he was interested in exploring what was going on, and the smell of fresh baked energon cookies was calling to him, as well as getting away from the fume that he had just released. And as he walked through the room from the berth towards the door, he could see multiple computers and gadgets, your basic youngling mech Cybertronian "toys", scattered about the messy room. Yep, never was too organized with my room thought Optimus as he carefully climbed over and stepped around the various things covering the floor.
Soon enough, Optimus reached the door and the smell of fresh baked energon cookies became even stronger. Then it hit Optimus, he must be a youngling still growing up. He figured that this could not be all bad, and so, hurrying down the stairs, as he was late for "school", Optimus tried to sneak an energon cookie, but got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Optimus's mother shook her head. And then Optimus heard a strange voice behind him.
"Already tried that, bro, you aren't going to get one of those cookies, there for later" stated the vaguely familiar voice snidely, causing Optimus to whip around quickly and almost fall on the floor from shock.
Optimus was shocked and taken aback by what he found and what he saw in front of him, though his youngling body did not show it, there sat his twin at the table eating some energon flakes cereal and drinking orange flavored energon, the other youngling's favorite flavor. This twin was not just anybody, no, but someone Optimus knew and knew all too well. This twin of his was the one and only Megatron, though Megatron did not look as proud as Optimus remembered him from their constant fights.
Optimus sighed, this was not turning out to be Optimus's best day, and to make things even more complicated, the little brothers that came in left even more to be desired, as Ratchet, Ironhide, Hook, and Shockwave came running in, just like the little sparklings that they were. And while Optimus wanted to stay away from them, he found that Ratchet and Ironhide were drawn toward him while Hook and Shockwave gravitated toward Megatron. And if that was not bad enough, Optimus could hear crying from upstairs, cries that sounded like they were from newborn sparklings.
And though he did not really want to, Optimus's youngling body ran upstairs to check on the little sparklings. Boy was Optimus surprised when he Saw Starscream, TC, Skywarp, Bumblebee and Cliffhanger. Optimus just wondered how much more strange things were going to become, but before he could process that, his body prepared him for school and with Ratchet holding onto one hand and Ironhide holding onto the other, Optimus lead the two to school while Megatron lead Hook and Shockwave to school. Something still seemed off, but Optimus had no choice but to follow with what his youngling body did.
Once at school, Optimus dropped off their siblings and then headed to meet some friends. Megatron met up with Soundwave, Swindle, Scavenger, Cyclonus (armada), and Demolisher (armada) while Optimus met up with Skyfire, Trailbreaker, Hound, Mirage, and Wheeljack as well as Prowl and Jazz.
Meanwhile, in their own class, Ratchet and Ironhide met up with Sunny and Sides, while Hook and Shockwave met up with Scrapper and Mixmaster. And since all were friends, each both knew of the other bots friends. Things were going along just fine, at least at this point.
And then it fast forwarded a few years down the road and things had changed. Now Decepticon and Autobot meant something totally different and Optimus saw that even his own family as well as the friends he and Megatron shared had picked sides. And then came the bomb that dropped….
…Optimus flew awake, not understanding the dream he had had. There was no way it could be anything more than a dream as He knew Ratchet and many of the others were not related to him in any way, but something felt even stranger as there was something that made him realize that part of the dream maybe true. Optimus searched his guarded spark, as he protected the Autobot Matrix of Leadership, and realized that there was a part he had closed off many, many years ago. He went to explore it and sent a pulse. He was surprised by getting a pulse back, but not as surprised as the one who received the pulse in the first place.
Meanwhile, at the Deceptionc base, Megatron was startled awake by a weird pulse, and he sent a pulse back of "Buzz off" not yet realizing who the pulse was sent to. Optimus leapt out of the berth when he realized where the pulse came from…Oh slag, we might be twins and brothers after all thought Optimus. Could this really be true?