Requiem of the Primes

Optimus walked down the halls of the school, now empty due to it being the middle of the day and classes in full swing. It had been a couple days since he brought M-57 here and so he decided to check on the mechling while doing his rounds while reviewing the whole school.

"Don't know how the kids do it. I don't think I could survive going for hours just having to sit there and do nothing. I mean good for them but still doesn't mean it's something I would do willingly. I don't think I could just sit around and watch stuff the whole day."

He smiled and looked down at the yellow mech walking next to him, B chatting away and filling the silence of the corridors. He'd recently taken a proper name, but after so long of just calling him by his serial number, Optimus found it strange to call him anything else.

"Isn't that what you did back in Sub-level 50?" Elita asked with a small smirk from the Prime's other side.

"Ok, that was different!" Bee argued, "I had Steve and the other guys to talk to."

"Right," Optimus drew the word out, thinking back to the bot made out of trash he'd accidentally 'killed' after meeting.

"Still glad I only have to make guest appearances here."

Elita laughed, "You come and help with certain activities. Those are not just guest appearances considering you also speak with the students more than any of the other teachers."

Bumblebee just grinned and puffed his chassis out while they walked into the smaller hall, "What can I say? Solitude has given me the ability that I no longer fear talking to people," He laughed, "I can talk all day if I want to!"

"Don't I know it," Optimus chuckled, looking up at the lecture room as it came into view.

The Prime poked his helm into the class and frowned when he saw an absence of the small purple helm.

"Where's M?" Optimus asked, looking back at Elita, "Shouldn't he be in class right now?"

She blinked and pushed him aside, looking in and then quickly back out at him while Bee pushed past to look, "Where the frag is he?!"

Optimus quickly took out a data pad and sent a message. Not even a minute later, a short pink and yellow femme stepped out, looking at them with awe.

She grinned and saluted, "Captain Elita and Optimus Prime!" Her smile grew again, "And Bumblebee!"

"Sup kid?" He grinned happily next to her.

The Prime smiled and lifted one servo, patting her helm, "At ease soldier," He said and kneeled to her height, "We were just checking in and noticed M-57 wasn't in class with you. Do you know where he is?"

S-15 gave a nervous grin and looked down at her pedes, "I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone. I don't wanna get him in trouble."

"He won't get in trouble," Optimus reassured her kindly, "We just want to make sure he isn't in any danger."

She looked up at him, "Ok, well..."

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M lay flat on his stomach to try and hide himself in the grass, leaning on his elbows. Very slowly, he lifted himself up and peered over the tall blades, just allowing his optics to peek out before he ducked back down.

Carefully, the mechling inched forward, mindful of anything below him that could make noise. He exhaled slowly, gently parting the grass and then quickly stopping when he heard something walk closer.

He froze but still kept his frame relaxed, keeping his breathing even and calm as he gradually raised himself up.

His spark lit up as one of the Cyber Deers walked right up to him, staring at the mechling for a second before it lowered its head and snuffled in the dirt by him, looking for something to eat.