transformers · sparkling · peace treaty · purple optics · dual lineage · innocent · protective parents · sci-fi · latent spark · fanfiction
**The war is ash. Peace reigns. In a quiet berth, Optimus cradles the tiny Sparkling, his servo gentle on the small helm. Megatron rests beside him, arms wrapped around Optimus’s waist, his gaze soft. Two months old, the heir to both thrones sleeps peacefully. Love radiates from the Autobot and Decepticon leaders, their sparks glowing in unison as they watch over their creation, the symbol of a new Cybertron.**