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My request would be about Quickhatch again) What about him getting into TFA world? The shenanigans in there, the troubles, the protectiveness of the Team Prime... all the things.
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-Casey.
P.S.: about that request about Primal and the sabertooth sparkling. It's okay, I get it! We all have life outside social media) so don't worry if it takes a lot of time to make the request you receive!
Quickhatch across the multiverse?
Lets do this!
Hope you enjoy!
Quickhatch meets TFA Team Prime
SFW, Platonic, Cybertronian reader
TFP/TFA
Team Prime was in the middle of a Con attack when the sky opened up and dropped a large bot in the middle of the street.
The bots were immediately on edge seeing the sheer size of this bot.
Surely, he must have been a Con.
The Cons have no idea who this new bot is.
What kind of trick were those Autobots planning?
Quickhatch in the meantime was just rubbing his helm.
One minute he was responding to an energon signature, then next he had faceplanted on the asphalt and looking at some small bots.
Wait…
When did everyone get so tiny!?
Quickhatch, looking bewildered, at Team Prime. He kneels in front of Bumblebee. Quickhatch: “Bee? Is that you kid?” Bumblebee steps back. Bumblebee: “How do you know my name!?” Quickhatch stand up in a start. Quickhatch: “Your voice! You can talk!” Starscream: “Hey! If your done doing whatever you’re doing, we have better things to—” Quickhatch just holds a digit up. Quickhatch: “Shush! I’m talking to tiny Bee.” Bumblebee: “I’m not tiny! And what about my voice!?” Optimus steps forward and carefully pulls Bumblebee behind him. Optimus: “Who are you?” Quickhatch: “Sweet Solus Prime, you have got to be kidding me. A tiny Prime?” Starscream: “Stop ignoring me!” Quickhatch gives the Seeker a side glare before looking back at the smaller Prime. Quickhatch: “This Con giving you trouble Prime?” Before Optimus could respond, Starscream tried to lunge at Quickhatch. The larger bot simply sidestepped and pinned the Seeker down and drew out his claws. Quickhatch: “Another word from you and I’ll being doing more than plucking those wings Seeker.”
It was safe to say that the Cons took a swift retreat after that encounter.
Now time to address the elephant in the room.
Or in this case, the big mech that seemed both unimpressed and stressed at the same time.
The news of Quickhatch being from a different universe wasn’t too outlandish.
It would certainly explain his way of transforming and unique framework.
While most of the bots were curious, some a bit cautious, about their new visitor, Quickhatch was internally screaming.
Not only was he not in his own dimension, but this one had its own set of rules and history that clashed with what he had known for years!
He didn’t know what was scarier.
The fact that this universe’s Megatron could snap Prime like a twig or the fact that Tiny Team Prime didn’t own a single blaster!
The closest thing they had resembling a blaster was Tiny Bee’s stingers!
Nope, nope, nope!
Until he found his way back home, the outlier was going to stay with this team until Megatron was either offline or permanently out of commission.
Quickhatch was cleaning his claws when he felt a tap on his pede. It was Tiny Team Prime’s human companion, Sari Sumdac. Quickhatch: “You need something kid?” Sari: “Nope.” She sat down right on top of his pede. He grumbled a bit but made no attempt on moving her. Quickhatch noticed the slight pout and sad look on her face. He didn’t push it and continued to clean his claws. They stayed in silence for a little bit longer before Sari spoke up. Sari: “Optimus benched me again.” Quickhatch stopped cleaning and looked down. Quickhatch: “He did? For what? Did you do something with Bumblebee again?” Sari just crossed her arms. Sari: “No, I just want to help! I have the Key! I helped the guys when they are in danger!” The older bot sighed. Quickhatch: “Sari—” Sari: “He told me I wasn’t a part of the team!” Quickhatch stopped mid sentence. Quickhatch: “I’m sorry, Prime told you what?” Meanwhile… Optimus is looking up and around. Bumblebee: “Prime?” Optimus: “Something just happened…” Bumblebee: “A lot of things happen Boss bot.” Optimus: “No I know that… but it feels like I just made a big mistake…”
Yep!
The old grumpy bot still had a soft spot for kids.
And after nearly having a spark attack from hearing Tiny Team Prime’s ages, Quickhatch categorized them all as kids.
Yes, even Ratchet was qualified for this category.
So far no one has correctly guessed Quickhatch’s age and its scaring them.
The ‘Baby Babies’ aka Bumblebee, Bulkhead and Sari were the ones who liked to test the old bots patience.
Not all in obnoxious ways, but in learning new things.
To the outliers credit, he was giving them a lot more patience than he usually gives bots.
Curse the baby optics that have taken some control over his frame!
Bumblebee: “Please?” Quickhatch: “No.” Bumblebee and Bulkhead: “Please!” Quickhatch: “…No…” Bumblebee places Sari on top on his helm as Bulkhead places Bee on his shoulders. Bumblebee, Bulkhead and Sari: “Please!” Quickhatch: “…” Quickhatch sighs in defeat. Quickhatch: “Fine but remember to use the washable colors this time.” The kids have brushes and buckets of paint. Sari: “Don’t worry! You’ll be the best painted Wolverine ever!” Quickhatch: “And I’m already regretting my decision…”
The ‘Babies’ aka Optimus, Ratchet and Prowl were the ones who asked questions and were even a bit on edge around him.
Something he could respect.
If one of them landed in his world, the outlier would have probably be much more hostile.
He wasn’t as patient with the others, but it was still there.
Quickhatch nearly had a stroke hearing how the Prime title was a simple military rank.
Quickhatch is watching Sentinel and Optimus from a far with Bumblebee and Sari. Quickhatch: “So that’s… who again?” Bumblebee: “Sentinel Prime.” Quickhatch pauses for a bit remembering awful bits of his meeting with his Sentinel Prime. But this place had new rules, maybe this Sentinel wasn’t too bad. Sentinel shoves a digit into Optimus’s chassis. Sentinel: “Why don’t you take the mop and do something actually useful Maintenance Prime?” Bumblebee and Sari wince a bit at the familiar nickname. Bumblebee: “Yeah he’s a bit of a glitch—Quickhatch?” The larger bot was no longer by his side. …Rather walking very fast towards the Prime’s. Sari: “We should stop him.” Bumblebee: “…Yeah…” The two just get comfy as the larger bots pace quickens, claws already out, as Sentinel started calling Optimus more names and even shoving him. Bumblebee: “Get the Key ready Sari, Sentinel’s gonna need it.”
