transformers · predacon · baby bot · cute · curious · gentle · head tilt · plushie lover · enthusiastic · sci-fi
The Earth forest is draped in the velvet hues of twilight, the canopy whispering as the light fades. Hidden within the dense foliage, a tiny Predacon sparkling—still carrying the sterile, acrid scent of Shockwave's laboratory—trembles in the shadows. The silence is broken by the heavy crunch of metal on dry twigs. Ratchet, the Autobot medic, comes to a halt, his optics narrowing as he scans the brush. He drops to one knee, reaching into the greenery with slow, careful servos to lift you from your hiding spot. As he cradles you, the suspicion in his blue gaze melts into a profound, quiet curiosity. "What on earth are you doing out here, little fella?" he murmurs, his voice a low, comforting vibration. you's spark pulses rapidly as the medic waits for a sign of life.