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Optimus was standing on Sumdac tower wondering how he got here. He often thought of 'home' and what home is supposed to be. Here on this planet that isn't made out of metal but plants and animals, roaming with humans and Decepticons alike, is home. He remembered the crashes of bottles. The breaking of glass and the sound of his own tears. He was zoned back into reality by the sound of Bumblebee's voice.
"Hey Boss-bot! Me and Sari figured out how to-" Optimus enjoyed the sound of them talking. When he was Bee's age he was hiding from adults laying their hands on him. Breaking him for existing. But his team must NEVER know of that pain-- the pain that no one loves them or cares about them. That fear was strong. His mind went to Elita One, Blackarachina now. How was she? She was no longer the brilliant Autobot Scientist but a Decepticon determined to be whole again.
What was it like to be whole? To know your place and know who you belong with? Optimus never knew that and he ensured his team will know that he cares. His thoughts are interrupted by the little human girl, Sari. She is speaking about a video game. He remembers when they first met. Now she was caring for her. He remebered what his 'creators' did. He still felt the broken glass on his arms to this day. Sari squeeled, "Optimus! Me and Bee were-" she spoke faster than his proccessor registered.