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Quietly, the old bot entered Iacon. It was late and the streets were mostly dark and quiet, though there were a few bots still out and about. The old bot wasn't sure what to think about the citadel as well as several other things. He had survived the last war, and somehow had been missed when Megatron had tried to utterly destroy Cybertron with tyrannical rule. He could feel that things were now different and so he had headed out.

He had left his hiding place in a little known Cybertronian desert and his spark led him here. He wasn't sure what he would find here, but he hoped that he could find his three sons. One was older while the twins were a few years behind. The old bot wasn't sure if any of them were alive, but he certainly hoped at least one lived.

As the old bot headed in, he met up with a random young bot. The young bot's name was Crusher. He was the triplet brother of Orion and Taurus and therefore, the son of Optimus. The old bot, named Crankcase, soon called to the young bot. "Aren't you a little young to be out so late?" Crankcase asked.

"My father sent me on a surprise errand for my mother" Crusher replied, "I was just on my way home."

"You're lucky, sonny. You have a home to go to" Crankcase replied.

Crusher felt bad for the old bot. "You could have a home if you wish. I could speak to my father and we could get you a home."

Crankcase looked at the young bot. "You really think that I can just ask for a home and be given one? Things don't work like that."

"They didn't always, but they do now" Crusher offered up. "Tell you what, it's late and you can't really see the homes right now. How about you come stay with me and we can find a more permanent place in the morning, when it is light out?"

"Why are you helping me?" Crankcase asked, startled at just how helpful the young one was.

"Because my mom drilled it into me. He's a very kind bot and won't allow us to be mean to others unless dire circumstances" Crusher stated. Feeling like the young bot was being genuine, Crankcase stopped arguing and started following the young bot. Crankcase had no idea that the bot the old bot was following was one of many grand sparklings the old bot had. And Crusher had no idea he had just found his grandmother. They chatted with small talk as they headed for home. Boy would a lot of bots be in for quite a shock.