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Saoirse POV

It was later that day when Saoirse and Eden were called outside by their father—they both knew why he needed them. Even though it was the weekend, and they didn't have to go to regular school on the weekend, their father still had them learning a lot of things—"intensely personal information", he'd call it.

Daddy had them learning things about space, the importance of sentient beings, always protecting family. Then he started talking about distant planets—more importantly, one planet that Saoirse and Eden couldn't quite pronounce. Daddy said that the planet they couldn't quite pronounce was once a powerful empire, that everything on that planet had been good and no one ever acted badly.

Then something bad happened and they had to leave.

Once Saoirse and Eden found their father outside, he started talking.

"Do you remember the planet I told you both about?" he asked. He had that human looking version of himself out. The one thing that was a little confusing was that he went back and forth between looking human like Mama and being huge and metallic.

"I guess," Eden said.

"Do you know why I started talking about it?"

The sisters shrugged.

Daddy sighed and looked down for a moment. Saoirse knew that Daddy was always overthinking things sometimes, and he always looked like he was concentrating really hard.

"It's an important part of what I'm teaching you," he said. "It could serve as part of the foundation of these lessons."

"By why's it so important?" Saoirse asked.

"That planet...it was my home," Daddy said, kneeling down. "It was my home and the other Autobots' home as well."

"You lived on another planet?" Eden's eyes lit up with excitement.

"But why do you look like that sometimes?" Saoirse asked.

Looking down at himself, their father let out a sigh.

"This is just an extension of myself," he said. "You've seen the other form...the other me."

Saoirse and Eden nodded.

"The super big one?" Eden asked.

"That is the real me." Daddy nodded, giving a small smile. "On Cybertron, we were all big like that—we are able to transform into anything." Holding a hand up to stop any questions Saoirse or Eden might have, Daddy let out another sigh. "This humanlike version of me is not the real me. The Autobots and myself use this as a disguise so we can blend in, to spend time with Cade and your mother without any difficulties." Taking a moment to stop talking, a slight scowl appeared on their father's face.

"Is something wrong?" Saoirse asked.

"We are getting off topic." Looking at Saoirse and Eden with the utmost seriousness, the sisters shut their mouths. When that look appeared on their father's face, it meant he didn't want any interruptions of any kind. "The reason I told you about Cybertron is because it's part of your heritage," Daddy explained. "It's important that you know about it."

"'Cause you're from there?" Eden asked.

Daddy nodded once.

"What does that make us?" Saoirse asked.

"It makes you and your brother something special," he said. "You three are apart of two great species—two powerful species. Another reason I want you to know all this is because you're the descendants of a Prime."

"Prime?" Saoirse asked.

"On Cybertron, Primes were considered leaders, a high ranking. You three are descendants of a Prime, so that makes you important."

Optimus POV

The Prime was trying his best to explain the very basics of being a Prime. Optimus didn't know if any of his Sparklings would want the title of Prime when they got older, but he thought it would be important for them to at least understand the concept of it. Certainly, when Optimus's duties as Prime came to an end, someone would have to take the title, and it did seem reasonable for one of his Sparklings to inherit it.

I can't know for sure if that's what they truly want, he thought solemnly.

Saoirse, Eden, and Orion had such little understanding of their Cybertronian heritage, the whole idea of inheriting the title of Prime would probably mean very little to them.

Sighing, Optimus kept reminding himself that as long as his Sparklings knew what they were and everything else that came with it, then there'd be no problems.

Optimus was certain of that.

QUICKY A/N:

I'M SO, SO SORRY FOR THIS CH.'S SLOPPINESS. I HAD A LONG DAY AT WORK AND I JUST WANTED TO WIND DOWN A LITTLE AND DECIDED I WANTED TO WRITE A NEWER UPDATE. SO...I HOPE IT WAS AT LEAST TOLERABLE. WHEN I'M NOT SO EXHAUSTED [AND IT'S NOT FOUR IN THE MORNING] I'LL HOPEFULLY BE ABLE TO POST A MORE DECENT CH.

SO...THE TRANSFORMERS UNIVERSE IS, SADLY, NOT MINE. I DON'T OWN THE OC'S THAT WERE LOANED TO ME DURING 'AT LEAST WE MADE IT THIS FAR'. I OWN MY CHARACTERS AND MY FILLERS.

IF THERE'S ANYTHING YOU GUYS THINK COULD BE CHANGED IN THIS CH., OR IN THE PREVIOUS CH.'S FOR THAT MATTER, JUST LET ME KNOW. PM ME; LEAVE A REVIEW ON WHAT YOU THINK; IT'S YOUR DECISION. I'M ALWAYS OPEN FOR A LITTLE HELP AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM.

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~SMITHY