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on today episode of me procrastinating
Ironhide & Optimus: I love a women who can kill me.
Chromia & Elita: I love a man who is the perfect male wife.
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YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
YYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
Chromia (finding images of Ironhide with a tiny baby cliffjumper) : "Ironhide whats this?"
Ironhide (panicking): "It aint what it looks like!"
Chromia (raising an eyebrow): "and what exactly DOES it look like?"
Ironhide: He's Optimus' but he clung to me as a sparkling and wouldn't let go! I didn't have the heart to tear off the little mite and just sorta... wound up lookin after him is all!
Chromia (looking at the photo intensely)
Ironhide: Chromia? Darlin? Love?
Chromia (internally): I have got to put a baby in that man
That is the correct answer
Little bit of fluff
"Chormia" Ironhide whispered. "Darling, can you come here?"
The light blue femme had a slight smirk on her face as she turned to look at her conjunx. Servos on her hips, lightly tapping away. "Yes, Hide?" She knew the reason why her conjunx was in his current predicament. On the mech's chest was a sleeping sparkling, Cliffjumper to be exact.
"Can you hand over my cube?" Ironhide then waved one servo in desperation. "I don't want to move the little mite"
Chormia gave a short chuckle already reaching for the cube. With a smile she handed it over before inspecting the recharging sparkling closer. "Y'know Hide, little Cliff here seems more attached to you than anyone else. Not to mention you look kinda good at this whole carrier thing"
Ironhide just rolled his optics as he took a quick sip of his cube. "I don't know why the little mite likes me so much. I ain't someone special"
"Oh, Hide" Chormia gave a quick peck on the cheek, a soft smile on her lips. "You're more than special to me, you're everything I ever want or need" Another light kiss.
A low grumbling echoed in the red mech as his cheeks slowly turned a faint shade of pink. "If you say so, love" His gaze then returned back to Cliffjumper, his own smile growing on his face. "And maybe yer right about one thing. When things start to settle down a little we should have our own little ankle biter"
"I think that's a nice idea"
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Aahhhh thank you for the fluff!!! Sweet hearts!!
Chromia/Ironhide idea!
They were actually conjunxed pre-war but went through a severing. It wasn't that the feelings weren't there but they were incompatible.
Ironhide refused to be vulnerable enough to even spark bond and between his busy and dangerous work-life and his lack of "cushy feely" tendencies meant that any suggestion of sparklings started and ended with a hard 'no' and him leaving the table.
Chromia meanwhile couldn't understand why Ironhide could prioritize his work over her and their life together. Although she herself was also exceptionally stubborn and could be unbending when it came to her expectations of what their life together should entail. This left her uncompromising and made her expect Ironhide to make sacrifices he didn't want to make.
They remained friendly after the severing tho things were awkward. Sadly the war more or less tore them apart and they didn't see each other for millions of years.
In that time they both changed.
Chromias role in the cybertronian resistance with Elita one wound up humbling her and she came to be more flexible when it came to the needs and desires of others. As well as making her understand why Ironhide was so serious about his work and why it was so important to him. Too important to give up for the kind of life she was demanding he live.
Ironhide, meanwhile, was actually softened by the war. He saw too many good mechs die in situations beyond their control, and was left to comfort more than a few survivors. Besides which Optimus' overall philosophy rubbed off on him and he grew to be more compassionate. Especially having to take care of a small cliffjumper imbued him with the "cushy feelys" he tried so hard to avoid.
After the end of the war, he and chromia reunite and reconnect. Them both having changed in major ways that, ironically, reignite the spark of their feelings each other.
I really like this
Some Fluff
Cliffjumper wasn't sure what to expect. Standing outside the med bay he kept his arms flat to his sides while his optics stared at the large unblinking sign. Its not like he hasn't been here before, in fact he's visited the bay far more often that he would like to admit. Today however he was here for a different reason.
Taking a deep vent he stepped inside. It didn't take very long to find what he was looking for, sitting in a medical berth was Ironhide busy chatting away with Chormia. With a sigh Cliffjumper quietly walked a tiny smile on his lips, even though his spark nervously spun in his chest.
"Hey there rookie" Chormia greeted with a smile. She then gave a friendly wave with her servo urging for the red mini to come closer. "Been wondering when you'll show up"
"Ah sorry, I didn't want to be a bother" Cliffjumper softly chucked as he shrugged his shoulder. Part of it was true though there was a reason he's so nervous. Turning his gaze back to Ironhide, in the warriors servos was a light blue sparkling.
Ironhide just gave a low chuckle as he pulled his sparkling closer to his chest. "Nonsense kid. You're never a bother to us" Another chuckle. "Besides we wanted you to be the first to meet our daughter"
A feeling of warmth swelled in the mini mech's spark. as his gaze returned to the light blue sparkling, Cliffjumper couldn't stop the smile on his face from growing. Okay he'll be the first to admit it, sparklings are stupidly cute. Look at those tiny servos! "What did ya name her?"
"We decided on the designation Avalanche" Chormia gave a gleeful smile as he her gaze returned to her daughter. With one servo re reached out to carefully pet the sparkling's helm.
"Avalanche?" Cliffjumper raised a brow. "Why did ya name her Av-" As right on cue the blue sparking scrunched up her face before letting out a sneeze, a puff of frost like mist quickly escaping the bittie. "Oh! I see"
Both proud creators let out a soft laugh as their fields flickered with love and pride. Ironhide was the first to speak up. "Yep, that our girl. Looks like she inherited some dormient outlier coding but as long as she's healthy I really don't mind" His grew wider. "I wonder if she'll create blizzards some day"
"Maybe" Cliffjumper couldn't help but grin like an idiot. Memories of how Rodimus was surrounded in a sea of flames during one battle came to mind. He always was a bit jealous of his older half brother for having such powers. Maybe his own sparklings might inherit something cool some day. "It will be pretty cool to see what she can do"
"Perhaps" Ironhide gave another chuckle. "If she's anything like you, we'll have to keep an extra optic out"
Chormia rolled her optics before placing a kiss on her conjunx's help. "Without me, you'd two would have burned down this base long ago. And I have a feeling our daughter will only get wrapped up with you two"
Cliffjumper barked a laugh as he watched Ironhide sink away as blush covered his cheeks. Even though this wasn't his real family he sure was happy to be their side and watch it grow. After all someone needs to look out for the sparkling and he'll be the best big brother he can be.
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Yooo cliff shut up! That is your real family!! I will not hear anything else! Shut it!
Lovely story anon thank you 😊