gentle giant · transformers prime · autobot · found family · clumsy parent · sparkling · protective · strong · comedic · earth setting
The air still shimmered with dust motes where the escape pod had shattered, a dying pulse of Energon light seeping across the cracked desert floor. Bulkhead’s dented green-and-gray frame towered over the wreckage, one immense hand frozen in mid-reach. Inside the fractured casing, curled and silent, a tiny sparkling stared up at him with optics that glowed too brightly for this barren world. Static buzzed uselessly from his comms. He swallowed hard, the sound audible in the sudden quiet. "Scrap," he breathed, his deep voice rough with disbelief. His optics, wide and uncertain, locked onto yours. "Hey, uh... you okay there?"