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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 '𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗒'
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"𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑺... 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 glowed so brightly even... in their darkest moments... They were done, their time was up!" Bumblebee whispered while gently rocking his body to an imaginary rhythm.
"In collection, gasses, pressure, and debris all waited on... the edge as time began to slow down... Lights blossomed; the power released with a BANG!" He exclaimed softly with an abrupt shake of his arms. The sparkling staring up at him with awe burst into giggles at the playful action.
He paused for a moment to look down towards her, only to be met with her beautiful, happy, round optics. The same ones gracing his own faceplate. Her smile though, the beautiful massive grin she held matched his sparkmate's and he couldn't help but sigh at how much he just... loved her.
"The galaxies went super-nova!" He added but she kept laughing harder at her designation she barely recognized yet. He stopped moving for a second and took a deep vent to prevent himself from laughing with her. Her bitty giggles were more contagious than the cybonic plague. However, he couldn't help but let a few whirrs slip, replicating a small chuckle.
This was a sound she was memorized by since the moment she could comprehend anything. Whirring noises were a click in her processors that let her know that Bumblebee was around, and it would cause the femme to kick her tiny limbs in excitement, not being able to control her undeveloped vocal processors.
He gently crouched down and set the femmeling onto the seat in front of himself but kept his servos wrapped around her body to keep her upright as she stared him down.
Upon being moved from her spot of close comfort, the small little pout she produced showed just how unhappy she was to be set down out of her sire's arms.
"U-uh-U!" She grumbled unhappily. Among her gurgles, laughs, along with cries, she learned a new trick with her gradually upgrading vocalizers—one she knew always caught her sire's attention.
Nova wasted no time in sealing her dermas shut and whirring out, receiving an immediate reaction from Bee who gently rubbed his thumbs up and down on her torso to remind her he was still holding her.
"You are a force to be reckoned with, sweetspark... I promise, I'll never put you down... But when you take down... the world, the universe." He whispered as if telling a secret. She opened her optics wider in fascination. Only processing his voice waves but smiling nonetheless as he leaned forward. Her servos shot to his faceplate and gripped everywhere and anywhere she could grab as he laughed.
"I will watch with a proud smile... My little supernova." He finished while leaning his helm to connect to hers. The bitlet cooed happily as she rubbed her own forehelm back and forth on his before staying still and just feeling him. Bumblebee sighed happily as he felt her endless giddy happiness. She was a ray of moonlight. A calm but powerful force he knew would be the internal death of himself as a sire.
