The base was set up for the wedding. The Autobots and their friends lined the aisle and the Groomsmen and Bridesmaids waited by the altar. Trema was the Maid of Honor and was accompanied by Amy, Sira, and Arcee. Jazz was the Best Man and had Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles with him. Chromia stood as the one officiating the wedding. Everyone waited for the Bride and Groom to arrive. They didn’t wait long as Optimus arrived. His helmet stayed blue, but the rest of his armor was white. After waiting a little longer, the Bride arrived at the aisle. Like Optimus, Blackarachnia’s armor was white while her helmet stayed the same. Prowl escorted her down the aisle. She then joined Optimus at the altar and Prowl took his seat. “Dearly beloved,” began Chromia, “we are gathered here today to witness the greatest moment of happiness anyone can imagine, marriage. Today we witness the union of Optimus Prime of the House of Pax and Blackarachnia of the House of Klizarg. If any object to the union of this mech and this femme, speak now or forever hold your peace.” The room stayed silent. After confirming no one would object, Chromia turned to Optimus. “Optimus Prime, do you take this femme to be your Conjux Endura? To unite your Spark with hers for as long as you both shall live? To forever cherish her until your Spark fades into the Afterspark?”
“I do,” answered Optimus. Chromia then turned to Blackarachnia.
“Blackarachnia Klizarg, do you take this mech to be your Conjux Endura? To unite your Spark with his for as long as you both shall live? To forever cherish him until your Spark fades into the Afterspark?”
“I do,” replied Blackarachnia.
“Then,” proclaimed Chromia, “by the power vested in me by Primus and all in attendance, I now pronounce you both Conjux Endurae! Optimus Prime and Blackarachnia Pax, you may kiss!” The two bots did so, and everyone cheered.
At the reception, it was time for the dance. Blaster was the Wedding Singer and his cassettes, Steeljaw, the twins Rewind and Eject, and Ramhorn, were his band. They had played slow music for a bit, letting Optimus and Blackarachnia sway together in peace. Once the song finished, Blaster then cleared his throat. “You know, it’s a tradition on Cybertron for the Bride and Groom to pick the final two songs in secret, but the thing is, they asked for the same song.” Optimus and Blackarachnia blinked, then looked at each other.
“You asked for that one?!” they asked in unison.
“So, if I might, Optimus and Blackarachnia, since you both picked the song, you mind if we just play that for the final number?” The Bride and Groom looked at each other, then grinned.
“You know what, go ahead!” called Optimus.
“It’s appropriate, given what we just survived!” agreed Blackarachnia.
“In that case, Steeljaw!”
“You got it!” Steeljaw then played the opening notes on the keyboard and Blaster started singing!
You got the touch! You got the power!
Yeah!
Rewind, Eject, and Ramhorn then joined in with the guitar, bass guitar, and drums! Optimus and Blackarachnia then danced at a much faster pace and Blaster continued singing!
After all is said and done, you never walk,
you never run! you’re a winner!
You got the moves; you know the streets!
Break the rules, take the heat! you’re nobody’s fool!
You’re at your best when the going gets rough!
You’ve been put to the test but it’s never enough!
You got the touch! You got the power!
When all hell’s breaking loose,
you’ll be riding the eye of the storm!
You got the heart! You got the motion!
You know that when things get too tough,
you got the touch!
You never bend, you never break! You seem to know
just what it takes! You’re a fighter!
It’s in the blood, it’s in the will! It’s in the mighty
hands of steel when you’re standing your ground!
And you never get hit when your back’s to the wall!
Gonna fight till the end and you’re taking it all!
You got the touch! You got the power!
When all hell’s breaking loose,
you’ll be riding the eye of the storm!
You got the heart! You got the motion!
You know that when things get too tough, you got the touch.
You’re fighting fire with fire!
You know you got the touch!
You’re at your best when the going gets rough!
you’ve been put to the test but it’s never enough!
You got the touch! You got the power!
Yeah!
You got the touch! You got the power!
Touch! At that last line, Rewind began his ending guitar riff and the crowd clapped and cheered for Optimus and Blackarachnia!
While the reception went on, the Decepticons were performing their usual duties. “…This is insane,” Thundercracker muttered to Shockwave. “We should be finding Megatron.”
“We can’t and you know this,” replied Shockwave. “With what our…ally has done to us; we can’t do anything without him knowing.”
“Those slagging guards of his!” grunted Thundercracker. “They’re nosier than Soundwave was!”
“He’s coming.” At Shockwave’s news, they stood at attention when Eggman walked into the room.
“Ah, there you two are!” he remarked. “Trying to rebel, are we?”
“No, Doctor,” answered Thundercracker.
“…Doctor?”
“…Lord Eggman.”
“That’s better! Now, Thundercracker, I have an assignment for you.”
“What would you have me do?”
“There’s an energy reading that needs investigation. My network says that it’s a dark one, but nowhere near as dangerous as Unicron or the Terrorcons. It reads as organic, so don’t get your hopes up about it being Megatron. I need you to describe it and, if it’s safe, bring it here.”
“Understood.” Thundercracker then left the room.
“Nice boy, pity about his usual sour demeanor. Now Shockwave, how goes Project: Regenesis?”
“All salvageable blank genetic material has been retrieved,” reported Shockwave. “All alt-modes are ready. All we need is a genetic donation.” Eggman then whipped out a cotton swab and wiped the inside of his cheek with it. He then handed it to Shockwave, and she put it into a machine. “Production has begun,” remarked Shockwave.
“Excellent! Mark my words, this time, we WILL triumph!” Eggman’s laughter then echoed throughout the base.