This fic is courtesy of me and Sentinel Prime/StarscreamSkydancer and I only own my OCs.
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro/Michael Bay.
A month has passed since the AllSpark was restored to Cybertron. While the Autobots and Decepticons were rebuilding the planet, word had spread that Elita was carrying Optimus's sparkling after they sated each other's heat cycles. At the moment, Sentinel was in the middle of setting up the Pillars in preparation of transporting the guests to Cybertron.
"I can't wait to see what kind of wedding dress Clayton has come up with," smiled Bailey.
"Nor can I," replied Sentinel, "but I'll have to wait until the ceremony. I have a lot to do to get myself ready, seeing as we will be including some of my people's customs as well as yours. Anyway, I'm sure it'll be beautiful. The man does this sort of thing for a living, after all. And the Wedding on Another Planet is sure to get his name out there as a designer."
"That sounds like a fun name," giggled Bailey.
Sentinel pressed on the top of the Control Pillar, activating the space bridge.
"Well," agreed Sentinel, "it'll be a historic one, that's for sure. Speaking of which, here come your friends now."
Bailey noticed a variety of cars and SUVs driving through the space bridge. Once they were parked, Clayton, Olive, Fred, Simmons, Mearing, Kirsten, Lennox, Sarah, Annabelle, Epps, Morshower, Sharp, Cade, Tessa, Akane's butler, Nigel, Kylie, Sophie, Denzel, Melanie, Alvin and a teenage boy she didn't recognize emerged from the cars.
"Who's he?" asked Sentinel.
"I'm not sure," answered Bailey, "let me go ask."
Bailey sprinted towards Sophie and the teenage boy.
"So," asked Bailey, "is that your new boyfriend?"
"Yes," nodded Sophie, "I asked him out and he said yes."
"My name's Daniel Witwicky," added the teenage boy.
"I'm sure Bailey's told you all about me and this," replied Sentinel, gesturing to all of Cybertron.
"I actually heard from Bailey's parents," corrected Daniel, "although, my parents only allowed me to come here to this wedding if I brought my brother with me."
"You have a brother?" paused Bailey.
"His name is Sam," nodded Daniel.
"Did he not want to come?" asked Sentinel.
As if upon cue, Sam emerged from one of the cars.
"Actually," clarified Daniel, "I think my brother is interested in a wedding on another planet."
"Especially if it involves star-crossed lovers like an alien robot and a human?" added Sam.
"Nice to meet you two," smiled Bailey.
"Star-crossed?" warbled Sentinel, "please. Neither of us is that dumb or naïve."
"Wouldn't it count if star-crossed would apply to individuals from different worlds?" pondered Bailey.
"Oh no," groaned Sentinel, "not a lame pun!"
Bailey burst into laughter.
"Hey, Bails," called Clayton, "I finished your wedding dress."
"Awesome!" chirped Bailey, "could you show it to me at the Nemesis?"
"I can't see it until tonight," reminded Sentinel, "bad luck, apparently."
"That's ok," nodded Bailey.
Bailey led Clayton into the Nemesis and into Sentinel's quarters while the other humans began unloading the supplies. Clayton pulled out a custom designed wedding dress out of the suitcase he was carrying.
"Wow," smiled Bailey, "it looks awesome!"
"You think Sentinel will like it?" replied Clayton, "ooh, I wonder what he's wearing. I'm sure they have something they wear for ceremonial purposes."
"Yeah," agreed Bailey, "although I'm not sure what his robes would look like. For now, maybe I should take a shower before the ceremony."
"You're gonna do great," assured Clayton, "oh, tell Sophie I made her a flower girl dress, too."
"Ok," nodded Bailey, "I'll be sure to do that."
"Great," chirped Clayton, "so, how long have we got until it's time?"
"According to Sentinel," answered Bailey, "about five hours from now."
"Can't wait," squealed Clayton, "let's hope Fred isn't trying to sneak an early piece of wedding cake."
Bailey nodded in agreement and headed out of the quarters in search of the washracks. Once she found them, she took a brief shower and headed back out, only to find Sophie and Daniel at the bridge of the Nemesis.
"So," asked Bailey, "what are you guys doing?"
"We're touring the Nemesis," answered Daniel.
"So we can say we've been on a real alien spaceship," added Sophie.
"And I'm kinda interested in engineering spacecraft and aircraft," continued Daniel, "I'm figuring out how all the parts of the Nemesis work. Kind of mentally taking it apart and putting it back together. It's really neat."
"That's good to hear," smiled Bailey, "by the way, Sophie, Clayton has prepared a flower girl dress for you."
"Wow, really?" gasped Sophie, "I wanna go see it! And I can't wait to see you in yours! It's so pretty!"
Just then, Optimus and Megatron entered the bridge.
"Bailey," called Megatron, "what music would you like to play during the ceremony?"
Sophie focused her eyes on Megatron and screamed.
"Wh-wh-what's he doing here?!" panicked Sophie.
"Oh, scrap," muttered Megatron, "I forgot."
Megatron left the bridge.
"I could show you a few songs and pick out one that fits the most," offered Bailey.
"Sis," demanded Sophie, "why is that creep here?"
"Megatron?" clarified Bailey, "he changed sides."
"And you believed him?" pestered Sophie, "after…you know."
"I understand your feelings, Sophie," assured Optimus, "but, being Sentinel's son, he does have a right to be here. And I can personally assure you that he truly has changed. He is the big brother I knew and loved again."
"How can you be so sure that he won't attack me during the wedding?!" snapped Sophie.
"Has he attacked anyone yet?" reminded Optimus, "did he attack me? Did he attack you when he saw you just now?"
"Uh, no," answered Sophie.
"Then he's not going to at all," explained Optimus, "I know Megatron. I grew up with him. Even as an evil Decepticon, he never said he'd do something and then didn't do it. He still stayed true to his word. He means you no harm. If you don't believe me, go and talk to him…and take a picture of his priceless face when you do."
"O-Ok," stammered Sophie.
Bailey led Optimus, Sophie and Daniel into Sentinel's headquarters, where she began playing some music in her stereo.
"Hey, Sophie," requested Bailey, "would you mind helping me practice walking in heels? I've never tried it before."
"Sure," chirped Sophie.
Just then, Megatron popped his head into the quarters, only to notice Sophie was in there.
"Oh scrap," reported Megatron, "uh, Optimus, Elita's looking for you. She said something about kicking."
"Hold on," replied Optimus, "Bailey, I would recommend this song for the ceremony."
"You mean from Kalafina?" clarified Bailey, "ok."
Optimus stepped out of the quarters as Bailey slipped into a pair of high-heel sandals. Megatron watched his little brother head out excitedly. It seemed Megatron was the only one who felt out of place. Indeed, so many familiar humans here made him uncomfortable. They knew him only as a monster, and it was clear they didn't like him being there. He briefly wondered if maybe he should stay behind and look after the Nemesis instead of going to the ceremony. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, he didn't notice Sophie running out to look for a bathroom until she ran face first into his leg from behind.
"Oww," groaned Sophie.
"Ah!" exclaimed Megatron, "uh, sorry….um…c-can I help you?"
"Maybe you could give me direct—"
Sophie glanced up at Megatron.
"To where?" asked Megatron.
"Uh," stammered Sophie, "to the bathroom."
"Oh," offered Megatron, "um, I-I can show you, if you want, that is."
"Just don't touch me, ok?" requested Sophie.
"Wasn't planning on it," assured Megatron, "come on, I was headed in that direction anyway."
Megatron started off down the hall, slowly so she could keep up. It was obvious how uncomfortable he was. Sophie also expressed discomfort as she followed him. Soon they reached the area that had been renovated into human bathrooms.
"Here you are," said Megatron, "think you can find your way back?"
"Yes," nodded Sophie, "thanks."
"No problem," replied Megatron, "if anyone needs me, I'll be in my room. I…don't feel good. Tell Optimus I probably won't be there tonight."
However, Megatron realized that Sophie already went to one of the stalls. Megatron wandered through the corridor until he reached Optimus and Elita's quarters, where he could see his brother and Elita sitting on the berth. Optimus had one hand gently pressed on his mate's stomach. The former Decepticon leader quickly turned and headed for his own room, suddenly understanding what humans meant when they said they had 'a lump in their throat'.
"Megatron," called Optimus, "where are you going?"
Megatron snapped his head and Optimus and Elita, who were gazing at him.
"Uh, to my room," answered Megatron, "I didn't lay a finger on the girl, don't worry. I'm….just gonna go lie down for a bit."
"Are you going to join us at the wedding?" asked Elita.
Megatron flinched.
"I-I…..n-no, probably not," replied Megatron, "I-I don't feel like it. I'll have Soundwave livestream it to me."
"Is something wrong?" clamored Optimus, concerned.
"Just…don't feel good," groaned Megatron, "you go on, though. I'm sure Da will understand."
Later that evening, the guests gathered into seats just several feet from the Well of All Sparks. As expected, the Well was spewing out a fountain of sparks of all colors high into the sky, creating a light show behind the altar. People stared at it in awe.
"Wow, that is fantastic!" gasped Fred.
"It's beautiful," added Olive, "and so romantic. Ooh, come on, when is it gonna start? Where are the groomsmen and bridesmaids?"
Soon, a beautiful Japanese song began playing after Soundwave turned on the stereo. Soon, four human bridesmaids in dresses courtesy of Clayton and Olive walked down the aisle beside four Vehicons who wore bronze rings around their necks and had bronze markings painted on them, some of which were Cybertronian glyphs. Bailey's friends recognized them as Shank, Rudder, Tripwire, and Volk, all of whom had helped with the battle in Chicago. Then came Optimus, who wore a long blue cloak, bronze cuffs on his arms, a wide bronze collar around his neck, and a simple silver crown, denoting him as a Prime. But the crowd's eyes were on Sentinel. He wore a long red tunic with gold trim, a wide silver belt around his waist, silver and gold cuffs on his arms and legs that reached from wrist to elbow and from ankle to knee. A thinner silver band encircled each of his upper arms. A broad gold and silver collar covered his neck and shoulders, like some sort of Egyptian god. A long black cape with silver trim flowed down his back. On his head sat an elaborate, winged, gold and silver headdress that framed his face and drew the eye to it. The lights from the Well reflected beautifully off of him as he walked to the altar. They then saw Sophie walk down the aisle while spreading flower petals on the ground.
"Here she comes!" announced Olive.
Sentinel's human sized holoform appeared at the altar, still in his elaborate ceremonial robe. He, along with everyone else who rose from their seats, had his optics fixed on what was coming out behind Sophie with her flowers, and Megatron's human sized form carrying the pillow with the rings on it. Apparently, the former Decepticon leader decided to show up after all. Sentinel then saw what he was here for. His bride had stepped onto the aisle. Bailey smiled with confidence as she walked down the aisle. This was her first time seeing Sentinel since the two of them left to get dressed. She could see tears in Sentinel's optics as her father handed her off to him, his elaborate adornments gleaming in the light from the Well, making him appear to truly be 'in shining armor'.
"Primus save me," smiled Sentinel, "you look so beautiful."
"Thanks, Sentinel," chirped Bailey.
"I, on the other hand," replied Sentinel, "probably look ridiculous. I haven't actually seen myself yet."
"I think you're handsome," assured Bailey.
"Well, tonight," responded Sentinel, "your thoughts are the only ones that count. Either way, you're stuck with me."
"So, Sentinel Amhriel, Descendant Prime," asked Ratchet, "do you accept Bailey Hanson as your sparkmate?"
"Yes," answered Sentinel.
"Bailey Hanson," asked Ratchet, "do you accept Sentinel Amhriel, Descendant Prime to be your sparkmate?"
"I do," nodded Bailey.
Upon cue, Bailey and Sentinel exchanged rings, Megatron being unable to keep a smile off his face.
"You have officially been recognized as sparkmates," announced Ratchet, "congratulations, Sentinel. You may now kiss her."
"With pleasure, Hatchet," smirked Sentinel.
A few Autobots snickered at the nickname Ratchet had unwillingly acquired from them, until Sentinel swept her into his arms in a deep passionate kiss, setting the guests cheering wildly as he walked her back down the aisle, the guests standing and clapping on either side.
"So," whispered Bailey, "are you ready for the reception?"
"Ready if you are," nodded Sentinel, "Mrs. Amhriel."
Soon, everyone gathered at the reception area.
"Humans," announced Ratchet, "your feast is on the left side of the area. Fellow Autobots and Decepticons, there's energon on the right. The newlyweds will go first."
Sentinel plucked an energon cube from the display while Bailey sliced a piece of the wedding cake.
"Dessert first, eh?" pondered Sentinel, "that dinner sounds great, I wish I had a stomach."
"I'm actually grabbing my slice for later," clarified Bailey.
After setting it down on her table, Bailey served herself a piece of grilled chicken, macaroni and cheese and peas. She then poured some lemonade into her cup before carrying her meal to her table.
"Right," said Sentinel, "we sit beside each other at the front."
While his holoform took the chair beside Bailey, Sentinel sat down on the ground with his energon cubes. Autobots and Decepticons alike began serving themselves energon cubes while the human guests started serving themselves their dinner.
"Then come the toasts and speeches," muttered Sentinel, "then the dancing; which I warn you, I'm not very good at."
"That's ok," assured Bailey.
"Just thought I should warn you," replied Sentinel.
After finishing up their dinner, the guests, including Bailey, had their slices of the wedding cake. The Cybertronians, most of whom had finished their energon, waited patiently for the humans to finish. After dessert, the humans joined up with the Cybertronians.
"What now?" whispered Sentinel.
Sentinel nervously fiddled with his ring, which he wore on a gold chain around his neck, since it didn't quite fit on his finger. Bailey took the elder Prime's hands as the music began to play and shuffled with him while observing some of the Cybertronians and humans as they began to dance. He bit his lip plate, trying not to step on her feet. Bailey relaxed her head into her mate's chest as they continued their slow dance.
"I must say that," admitted Sentinel, "e-ever since I lost her…..this has been the most wonderful night of my life."
"I'm glad I get to be your second mate," smiled Bailey.
"I'm glad you made it happen," agreed Sentinel, gazing up at the stars, "I didn't think it would. I bet she's smiling right now."
Bailey and Sentinel continued their relaxing dance together, eager for their wedding night after the reception.
In case you were wondering, the song that was probably used for the ceremony would be Hikariful by Kalafina.