Transformers Imagines and Oneshots

If anyone can find out the name of the song, I would really appreciate it! Thank you!
By the way, this is a brother-brother relationship imagine. This was a request made by  Pineapplecup101. I hope you like it!
Russel was in his bed, asleep. But, where most boys his age had lovely dreams, his were filled with dread.
Dream.
Russell was trapped inside a huge jar. The Autobots he knew were there too, mostly unconscious. They were all chained up, and bleeding. Steeljaw was there too.
"Let's have fun, little human, shall we?" He laughed gleefully.
"I finally have you all in the palm of my claw. I shall most certainly savor this moment of victory." He dragged a protesting Sideswipe away, and chained his arms to the ceiling. Then, he tortured him until the red Autobot no longer cried out. Then, he slit his throat. Steeljaw then unchained the red Autobot, and let him bleed out on the floor. Fix-it was next, and then Strongarm. Then, Grimlock was slowly taken apart, until all that was left were his vitals. Then, his spark was ripped out, and he was also cast aside. And last, was Bumblebee. Steeljaw took his time with him. He made him suffer more than the others. And through that whole time, Russell screamed until he was hoarse, begging for it to stop. But it never did. Finally, when Bumblebee's spark was no more, the Decepticon turned to Russell.
"Now that I have taken everything from you, you may now die." Then, he raised his claw, and brought it down.
Russell jolted awake, stifling a scream. The dream had seemed so real. He looked around, and saw he was still at home in his bed. He quietly slid out, and ran outside. He needed to see if that was really a dream. He needed to see that the Autobots were alright. He looked around the scrapyard, and sighed, relieved, when he saw Grimlock's huge form snoring loudly. He poked around, looking for the others.
"Russell, what are you doing up?" A voice behind him made him jump. He spun around, and saw a sleepy Bumblebee staring at him. Still in shock from his dream, he suddenly hugged him, trying not to cry. Sensing his distress, Bee knelt down, placing his servo over him.
"Hey, what's wrong kid?"
Russell sniffled. "I-I had a dream. You guys were all there, and so was S-Steeljaw. He had captured us, and then he tortured and killed you! I had to see if you were alright."
"Hey, shh, it's okay. We're all here and we're not dying anytime soon. Not on my watch." Bumblebee tried his best to comfort the young human. He was no stranger to nightmares, especially during the war. Optimus was usually the one who comforted him, but he wasn't here now, so Bumblebee could only do his best. He hummed an old Cybertronian lullaby as Russell continued to sob softly. The melody calmed Russell down, and soon he was sleeping peacefully, leaning against his servo. Bee smiled at him. He occasionally reminded him (sometimes painfully) of Raf. Bee gently lifted the sleeping boy into his servos, and carried him near his own berth. He managed to find some blankets, and made a sort of nest out of them. Gently placing the boy down, he whispered goodnight, and tucked him in.
"Goodnight, big brother," Russell sleepily whispered back. Bee smiled at him, glad that the boy looked up to him like that.
Then, he returned to his berth, the smile lingering on his face.
If I'm being honest, writing images is so much easier than writing entire stories! I hope y'all like this!
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