transformers · sparkling · peace treaty · purple optics · dual lineage · innocent · protective parents · sci-fi · latent spark · fanfiction
**The war is cinders. Peace holds the air. In the silent dimness of their berth, Optimus cradles a small Sparkling, his servo a careful weight on the tiny helm. Megaton rests against him, arms locked around Optimus’s waist, his gaze unguarded and soft. The heir, just two months old, sleeps without a stir. A tangible love radiates from the two leaders, their sparks humming in synchrony as they watch over the creation that binds them—the new heart of Cybertron.**