Plot bunny where Platonic Yandere!Autobots story prompt, where YOU are part of a space crew to find a new suitable planet to live with.. But, unfortunately- your em field to the Autobots shows that you and your crew. . Are sparklings.
Yep, this is the 'humans-are-sparklings' trope!
Note: This trope particularly follows the 'Every-humans-are-sparklings', not the 'A-select-humans-are-sparklings'. If you have read the fanfics of this genre, then you know which fic I'm talking about... It's a great fic.
All human characters have names that I'm keeping it vague, but still present in a way.
YOU or the READER is an established character already, and has a name I call them but will not use (until further notice) for this.
Oh and if you're wondering what's the name, it's Jamie.
Alright, on to the plot bunny!
You are a human on a spaceship, a rundown spaceship. You and your crew are looking for a planet to stay since Earth is nothing but broken husk (thank you, fellow humans).
When suddenly, a spaceship much bigger than yours appeared and followed your crew until your ship stopped to finally address the aliens.
After a bunch of you freaked out and put defensive shields all over your ship. Your captain realizes that the alien spaceship isn't even doing anything.
Instead, the aliens send out a.. Glowing cube of blue chemicals?
At first, your crew tried to shoot at it- which is uhh.. apparently a bad idea since it immediately exploded. Which led to your crew to think that you're being attacked.
But the aliens, despite seeing your crew blowing up the cube. Send another one, this time, the cube is placed in a.. Metallic box? With a huge X written on it, and small doodle of an explosion with another smaller X written next to it.
You guess it was not meant to be exploded.
The cube is as big as the tallest crew member but you all don't know what it does, but your researcher crewmates (including you) are certainly excited for it. Although your crew was confused, one thing for certain is true.
The aliens aren't hostile... At least that's what your crew thinks.
You and your crew readied yourself for a potential friendship to the new lifeform you have met, especially since THAT spaceship is the first alien your crew contacted with. Safe to say, you're excited.. And scared. The spaceship is BIG, ten-times bigger than yours, to be exact.
What if the aliens are tricking you all? What if they're gonna steal your ship for parts- or to eat!? And that's why, some of your crewmates have weapons ready. They're not much of a danger to the aliens, but you hope they're just the same size as you.
What you and your crew didn't know, is that the aliens are sentient robots.
Your crew couldn't believe it! Giant robots? Piloting a giant ship? Some of them even look vaugely human!
Your crew was so amazed (amaze amaze) by the new lifeform that you all didn't noticed the strange ways their eyes glinted at you all, and the way they looked at each other.
Your captain tried to communicate with them, but was met with head tilts. One of your cheerful crewmate waved at one robot, and was met with a wave of their own- at least the yellow one looked friendly.
Finally, one of the giant robots talked, but unfortunately- your crew didn't understand it. So your captain looked at the robot who first talked and tried to communicate with it by signs and charades. but was instead met with the robot kneeling down to her level and tilting his head.
After a while of failed interactions, the robots looked at each other in confusion, and your crew are now trying to salvage this potential partnership.
Luckily, your crew is filled with genuises on coding and technology and managed to debunk what they're saying.
"*Skrrk- beep, skreeek-* they were abandoned?"
"Abandoned- *skrrk-?* -So small? They don't- *skrrk* at all!"
"*beep- skrrk* -field is similar to us, but I have to agree with Ironhide, *skrrk-* don't look like us at all"
Look like us at all-? Oh, OH- they're talking about our race!
Was what one of your crew member said when they realized what the alien robots are talking about.
Immediately, your coder get to work. Typing rapidly on his laptop while the robots talk and whisper among themselves.
Your coder shouted at them, and the robots stopped in their tracks and stared at your crew. Their glowing blue eyes locked in to each and one of you, you can practically hear the noises of what you think is gears and wires inside of their metallic body.
But the silence didn't bode well with all of you.
Your captain looked at your main coder for clarification.
"Did it work?" She asked him, "Do you think they understand?"
"We understand you just fine, little one"
The robot, the one who was kneeling in front of your crew suddenly said through the coder's laptop.
Your captain let out a small laugh as she looked at her crew members. Each sharing a smile, words of astonishment and celebration at one another for finally making your first alien contact.
Before your captain straightened herself to properly address the robots, who you assumed is their leader.
"Finally! Well, for starters. We are humans from the planet Earth" Your captain said, form perfectly straight and formal, while the robot in front of her nodded for her to continue.
"Earth? What solar system is it?" Another robot said, one with sporting a red chevron in his head.
"The Milky Way galaxy- uhh, sir" One of your crew who is in charge of piloting your ship's direction, said next to your coder.
The robot narrowed his eyes, "Milky way?"
"What's a milk?" One red robot asked to the one next to him, to which a different yellow robot similar looking as him, shrugged.
"We could send the coordinates to your crew, if you'd like to" Your captain said to them.
Another red robot walked closer to you, "You little ones can do that?" He asked with a smile, his voice coming from the coder's laptop for some reason- letting out a southern drawl.
"Yes, I'm sure we could find a way to deliver information. Given that we managed to decode your language" Your captain said with a wide smile, as the red robot chuckled.
"I'm sure you guys will" He said as he stared at the rest of your crew. His eyes landed on the crewmates holding the weapons.
"Uhh.." He pointed at the soldiers of your crew, "You might want to put those down, don't want any of you to hurt yourself with it."
They were hesitant at first, while some looked offended at the idea of getting injured by the guns they were trained for. But after your captain urging them to do it, as well as some of your crewmate gently pushing it down, they relented.
"Chill, little spark. We ain't gonna hurt ya!" A robot with a visor said to your crew, elbowing the chevroned robot.
"Quite the opposite, really" The yellow one, who waved at one of you, said with a chuckle. Standing next to him is an orange and white robot staring down at each one of you. The eyes of the robot getting narrower as he inspect your crew and the ship.
You wonder if the robot sees something wrong with the ship, judging by the look on his face.
"Oh," the robot who was kneeling down at your captain finally spoke, "My apologies, I am Optimus Prime of the Autobots"
He held out his hand to your captain, "And what is your designation, little one?"
Your captain smiled while she shook the finger of the robot, and introduced herself, and each one of your crew.
"Captain?" One robot said, a blue and red one with a surprisingly very prominent square eyes- said in surprise, the others sharing it as well.
Your crew in return, made noises of confusion. Some even rolled their eyes, you don't know what they're thinking but you hope they aren't assuming things.
Despite the reaction of the others, the robot- Optimus prime nodded, releasing the mask on his face as he smiled at every one of you.
"I am pleased to make your acquaintance. Now, what were you doing outside of your planet?"
Your captain was about to answer but she was cut off by the judgmental robot, "Don't you know how dangerous it is for any of you to be out in your orbit?"
Your captain sighed and grimaced alongside the crew.
"Our planet has been.. Destroyed, it became inhabitable for all of us, and my crew and- and many others has been looking for a planet similar to ours, to give our race another chance at a better life"
"Destroyed?" The one with the red chevron said in surprised, you notice that the others reacted the same way, "Who destroyed it?"
You noticed how the glow in their eyes dimmed.
"Well-" Your captain stuttered, shuffling at the sudden tension, "my fellow humans did.. Our supposed leaders who's job is to take care for their people, failed. And the next leader failed, and the cycles unfortunately continied"
The leader of the robots blinked, "I see.."
Optimus Prime looked back at his own crew, all of them shifting to look at their leader. Meanwhile, your crew started to shuffle around nervously.
What's even weirder is that none of them are saying something, unlike before where they practically talk over everyone of you. You can only see their.. Satellite fins on the side of their heads move slightly, and their eyes responding as well at whatever meeting they're having.
Internal communication system, is what your collectively realize.
"Ralph, did they say something?" Your combatant crew member asked to the coder.
"If they did, I should have decoded it by now- so obviously, not!" He gritted out as he tried to look for messages.
"Okay, calm down alright? They have been friendly with us from the start, they're not gonna hurt us." Your captain tried to say.
"How can you be so sure, Eve?!" The combatant asked, well- shouted. Loud enough to be heard by the red robot with a southern accent.
"They send, a glowing space cube at us!"
"You were the one who shot at it!" One of your crew member, the gardener, shouted back at him.
"How would I know it was a bomb?" He reasoned. In the corner of your eyes, you noticed something.
"Uhh.. Guys" You tried to say to them.
"Okay- calm down, Hector. They send us another box of that cube remember? The one where they put multiple warnings all over it?" Your captain reasoned, looking away from the robots.
"Guys-" You tried to get their attention once again.
"It could be a trap." He still reasoned, leaning down to your coder.
"They could have killed us right now if it was" The coder said, sneering at him.
"Guys!" You finally shouted, looking at all of them as you pointed at the robots who are silently staring at one of you.
All of your crew straightened up and tried to act as if they weren't arguing just then.
You swear you could see the aliens try and fail to stifle their laughs, and you're quite sure that your crew saw it too. Hector, your combatant- looked more embarrassed than the rest of you.
Finally, the leader.. Coughed? Do they even have throats- well, either way. Coughed, and knelt down once again to your captain who is trying to keep a professional look.
"What about your caretakers?" He asked, looking over each of you.
When your captain made a noise of confusion, he slightly rephrased his question "The.. Ones responsible of taking care of you.. Where are they?"
Your captain blinked in confusion, and so did the crew.
Caretakers? As in.. The one in charge of the planet? Huh.. They must have something like that on their world.
"We have.. Uh.." Your captain glanced back st her crew, silently asking for help. "We don't have any caretakers, especially when they realize that Earth was unsalvagable.."
The leader tilted his head.
Your captain signed, "After the last president and his, um.. Associates stole the ship that was meant for civilians and us, researchers.. We were basically stranded.." she answered, hoping that her response answered the leader's question.
You wonder if her answer actually has anything to do with what he asked.
Your ship's second in command stepped forward, saving the captain from further stress.
"We have been travelling for months now, moving from galaxies to galaxies, trying to find a planet that will help us, but we've had no luck so far"
Optimus prime went quiet for a moment, before nodding, "I.. See.." He said while he looked over the crew.
Your crew immediately noticed the sudden silence you encountered. One of your crewmate standing next to the coder even asked him if his laptop was having a malfunction. But the coder denied it once again and said it was perfectly working.
You looked back at the robots and noticed that they are looking at you all.. Very weirdly.
All have pity on their eyes, and all of them are looking down at your crew with such.. Sadness?
Well, it makes sense.. Probably. Your planet was inherently destroyed and all of you are practically homeless.
Suddenly, one robot stepped forward with a white and orange pattern. His face sporting a deep frown and an apprehensive stare. The same robot who was judging your ship from before.
"If that's the case, how did you survive?" He asked, lowering himself to directly talk to every one of your crew.
Your captain was about to say something but she was interrupted by a multitude of questions by the aliens.
Apparently, that particular question coming from their apparent leader send all of them in a frenzy.
"Wait- how long exactly were you travelling?"
"How many are you in this ship? I mean, I can only sense you guys but you never really know for sure-"
"Who are supervising you? Who takes care of each of you!?"
"Do you even have the enough energy for this trip?"
"How do you refuel-?! Do you sparklings even have enough to keep you alive!?"
"Who in their right minds would send all of you out!"
The amount of questions, voices and presence of the robots intimidates each and one of you. Too much so, that the laptop that was used by the coder fizzled out and nearly exploded from the amount of energy it suddenly have.
"Shit!" Ralph shouted as he tried to scramble and fix the laptop.
Your 2nd in command walked over, leaving your captain in front of the robots.
"What happened-?" He tried to ask when suddenly, a huge hand came above him and west past him- aiming straight for the coder.
"Woah- hey, wait!" Your crewmates shouted. At the sudden action, your combatants picked up their guns again and aimed at the robots. Immediately, their reactions is mixed. Some looked scared, while others are coaxing them to put it down using their hands to relay the message as they're now back on speaking beeps and statics to all of you.
The giant hand from before came from the white and orange robot, but instead of taking your coder away like you all feared, he instead took the laptop and placed it far from any of you before grabbing his hands and- inspecting it?
Turning it around, and poking it does seem like he's just checking it. And with the way the robot seemed, oddly stressed with the way his beeps sounded.. You almost thought he was concerned.
Slowly, one of your combatants lower their guns while the other, much more apprehensive one, kept it locked on the robot.
"Hector! Put that down!" Your gardener shouted while hiding behind the other combatant.
Finally, the robot put the hand away, leaving behind a very confused coder.
Unfortunately, due to the laptop suddenly short circuiting. None of you understand any of what they meant.
And they seemed to realize it as too.
The captain looked back at the robots with an apologetic look, and shook her head. Hoping that it will relay the message, and the robot seemed to understand as he nodded.
He knelt down in front of her and looked over to each one of us before saying something in their language once again.
He stood up, his head slighlty bowing as well as his crew. All of them showing different yet similar goodbyes as they return to the ship.
Before their gate closed, the leader looked back at your crew, raising a hand upward, palm facing outward, and made a subtle downward motion.
Before closing the gates.
Your crew looked back at one another before going inside your ship. Silent as you removed your protective clothes and went to the common room.
"Can we speak freely now?" Your gardener finally said.
Your captain, who still looked surprised, nodded.
It was silent for a moment.
And your crew bursted in celebration for making contact, with a group of friendly alien robots.
Hopefully, they can help you find a planet. Or better yet, rebuild Earth.
"So.. Did any of you catch that?"
"I know, I know.. Just making sure we're on the same page here."
Prowl sighed as he placed the video he sneakily recorded during the entire time of meeting the humans on their holovid.
The room was silent for a long time, as they watched the recording once again.
Although the humans seems to act like adults. Holding guns, trying to talk professionally.
One thing is for certain.
Their fields, shows a spark..
Their fields, indicates that they are a sparkling..
Optimus sighed as he replayed the memory once more.
"We were basically stranded..."
"I still can't believe it.." Ratchet said while he stood over the table, scutinizing the ship and the humans on the holovid.
"How did they survive in that ship?! It's practically filled with botched paneling and wires!" He complained, he pointed at one particular human, the one who manages to decode their language.. Clever sparkling.
"And look! They barely look alive!"
Optimus will have to agree on that. None of the humans are clearly taking their health seriously. He's not an expert on organic, but he's quite sure that dull coloring on any life form is a bad sign.
"Optimus.." Prowl said next to him, he didn't even know he walked over.
"The sparks, they have those"
Optimus nodded, "I'm aware."
Prowl nodded as well, sitting down while the holovid changed. Instead of the humans, it showed a stellar map, showcasing all of the planets they inhibited and visited.
But instead of the familiar ones, it instead showed a new planet.
"Their homeplanet is approximately 3 vorns away from their current position" Prowl casually mentioned.
"And from the looks of it, it doesn't even seemed to be alive" Sunstreaker said after a quick observation.
"Exactly" Prowl continued, he then further expand the map, showing the destroyed planets of their galaxy, or what remains of it.
"Although.. With their existence of a spark inside them, there might be a.. Possibility.."
The Autobot present in the room stiffened.
"Possibility of what?" Bumblebee asked, leaning closer to the table.
"The Allspark.." Optimus answered, knowing exactly where Prowl was going.
Cybertron was created by the Allspark, from the smallest screw and to the biggest shuttleformer. But to have it suddenly disappeared after a battle, was not an ideal situation.
With the Allspark gone, they don't have the option to create new sparks. And with the war going on, most if not all mechs have removed their carrying and sire protocol to protect their potential sparklings.
Cybertronians instead became a dying race.
But with the humans' presence.. With their em field, and sparks..
If Prowl was right, then the allspark must have been placed in that.. Earth. And if the Allspark created the humans and the life surrounding it. That means they can be saved.
The humans.. Can be saved..
His Autobots must have felt the sudden realization coming from his field as they shuffle closer to Optimus
"So what now?" Jazz asked Optimus, a sma smile gracing his face.
"Are you kidding? Do you have to ask us that?" Ratchet replied, rolling his optics as he waited for Optimus' response.
"I know, I know.." Jazz laughed, placing a servo underneath his chin. "Just making sure we're all on the same page here.."
Optimus sighed and glanced at the holovid..
They can do better this time.. For the future of Cybertron.
