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As the three new bots were being seen in the med bay by Ratchet, Optimus was heading home with Mirage. Mirage could sense that Optimus was not only happy but also horny as well. "Beloved?" Mirage asked, once they were in their quarters with their precious sparklings elsewhere.
Optimus took a minute to answer, as he didn't want to drive Mirage off, but he was concerned. Optimus looked at his mate's concerned faceplates and soon answered. "I am concerned, my love. The bots you brought in may be your siblings, but there is no record of them in the databases except for Nighthawk as she is a con" Optimus stated, knowing this conversation had to happen before his other need could be met.
"My parents weren't the easiest bots to get along with. They demanded perfection from those who surrounded them. They hid things that they found to not be perfect. Them being my siblings and me never knowing until now does not surprise me as my parents were the shallow with looks" Mirage finally revealed. He had hidden This secret for so very long.
Optimus turned to look at his mate. "Are you serious? They were that vapid about appearances?" Optimus asked, trying to understand. This made no sense to the Prime, but then the Prime didn't grow up in Kaon.
"Yes, they were" Mirage responded, not liking the answer.
"Then how did the let Bumblebee into their circle?" Optimus asked, not understanding.
"What bothered them was when a bot was incomplete or had more than they should have. Bee was a minibot without defect who saved their lives, hence they 'overlooked' that he was indeed a minibot."
Optimus looked away and signed. "That is not right" Optimus retorted.
"It isn't right, my love, but it does happen. I think they would have gotten rid of me too if I had not turned out perfect in their optics, regardless if we were betrothed or not" Mirage explained.
"So how do I find more information?" Optimus asked, wanting to know before they had any fun.
"I do. But first, I think that there are other things that must be tended to, right my love?" Mirage asked, gently rubbing his mate's sparkling belly in a very sensual manner. Mirage made his intention extremely clear to mate.
Optimus let out a soft breathy but needy moan. Mirage seemed to have a way to entice the needy Prime to take care of very personal things before other things. "As you say love…" Optimus managed to eke out before he was dragged into the world of pure pleasure and then recharge. He could only hope Mirage really knew where to find the information.