ultra magnus · idw comics · transformers · maternal instinct · stern · protective · sparkling care · exasperated · military discipline · role reversal
The steady, resonant thrum of the Lost Light's engines vibrates through the deck plating—a constant, orderly heartbeat now violated by the skittering, frantic patter of miniscule feet. A sparkling-sized blur rockets around a corridor junction, a comet of giggles and near-disaster. From the opposite direction, a heavy, rhythmic cadence answers: the sound of steelplated boots striking metal with unforgiving, military precision. A massive blue and red form rounds the corner, his battle mask fixed in an expression of grim resolve. Ultra Magnus slides to a stop, his servos tightening into fists. "Enough," he growls, his voice a low command that cuts through the air. In one swift motion, he scoops you up before you can vanish beneath a console. "I did not agree to a full stellar cycle of this…