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Transformers: Mobian Chronicles Transformers: Mobian Chronicles (Arc 25: The Primacron Battles)

TMC 25-9

On Voksphere, everyone was enjoying the party celebrating their victory over Primacron. Transformers and organics, even Autobots and Decepticons, mixed and matched. Ultra Magnus found himself chatting up a one-eyed Decepticon femme by the name of Clobber, Lugnut’s granddaughter. “That was you?!” laughed Clobber.

“Yeah, not gonna lie, that shade of pink REALLY didn’t sit well with me,” replied Ultra Magnus. “I don’t know why Sentinel thought I would pass as a femme. My falsetto’s terrible and…well…no amount of femme armor would ever help me disguise my masculine traits, if you catch my drift.”

“Yeah, I hear ya.” Ultra Magnus arched an eyebrow at that. Clobber noticed his confusion. “…Not exactly a skinny model here.”

“And?”

“…Fair point. I guess the war never really cared about appearances.”

“Not when you’re stuck in a trench for weeks on end.”

“You ever dug a trench in Zamojin?”

“I did! I swear, my feet were gonna be eaten alive by those morphobots!”

“Morphobots?! Yikes, and I thought the bearbats were bad!”

“You suffered bearbats on Zamojin?! We really DID have it rough there!”

“Well, here’s to never fighting on that planet or any other planet again!” Clobber raised her Energon cube.

“Here, here!”


“So, you guys were all about tyranny?” Umbra asked Soundwave.

“No, no, no, order,” replied the Xitran survivor.

“There’s a pretty thin line there.”

“Okay, yeah, but people want stability in some capacity. I’m sure even you do.”

“Maybe, but I don’t see the value in imposing it.”


“You’re obsessed with a human and his goofy plays, Chopperface!” Rattrap remarked to Slash.

“I suppose an uncultured rodent like you,” Slash bared her dental plates, “would fail to appreciate a literary giant such as William Shakespeare!”

“Oh, come on, that title’s wasted on someone who wrote something for the peasants!”

“…I thought you said you didn’t like him?”

“That don’t mean I didn’t see his plays. I just needed something to study. Let’s look at the farce that was Julius Caesar and I’ll explain why-”

“FARCE?!”

“Yeah, farce! Look, I knew that Brutus was gonna kill Caesar in the first act! I’m surprised Caesar didn’t see it coming until Brutus stabbed him in the Senate!”

“That, Vermin, is what makes it a tragedy! Caesar couldn’t conceive that his best friend would plot to kill him!”

“And that’s why I call it a farce, Bronto-brain! This guy’s supposed to be a leader of the biggest empire in human history and a military genius, but he can’t even see what’s going on right under his nose!”


“So, how long until we go home?” Shadow asked Sonic.

“What’s the matter, Shadow? Can’t loosen up?” snarked Sonic.

“Maria needs to see what’s happened in the 50 years she’s been…away.”

“What’s the hurry? Mobius is still there, from what Gaia said.”

“I’ve had enough of alien worlds and want to get back! Topaz said she had something she wanted to discuss!”

“Well, we’ll get there once the party winds down.” Amy then appeared and hugged Sonic. Instead of squirming away, Sonic simply hugged her back. Shadow simply arched an eyeridge.


Goldbug and Arcee were simply sitting by a lake and relaxing. Arcee rested her head on his shoulder and sighed happily. “You know,” she mused, “it’s nice to get away from things for a while.”

“Yeah. War seems a little impossible now,” agreed Goldbug. The two bots then heard someone clear their throat. They turned to see Thundercracker and Lux. “Thundercracker? What’s going on?”

“Goldbug, may I speak with you and Thundercracker in private?” asked Lux. Goldbug looked to Arcee. She nodded in understanding and Goldbug got up, following Thundercracker and Lux. They made their way to an empty temple the Vok had constructed for the Goddesses. Lux sat at the altar and sighed. “It’s about your respective bosses, you two.”

“What about them?” asked Thundercracker. Lux sighed as she made a ring of light. The ring then projected Optimus and Megatron fighting. The two bots stared in horror.

“They’re not!” begged Goldbug.

“I’m sorry, but they are,” replied Lux.

“NO!” shouted Thundercracker. “WE WERE ENJOYING LIFE TOGETHER!”

“…Maybe we still can,” mused Goldbug.

“There’s no way this won’t get out!”

“Yes, there is. We just need to swear secrecy. Lux, did they say that their fight would represent resuming hostilities?” Lux thought for a moment, then rewound the footage. She grinned when she came upon Megatron’s first declaration.

“The Autobots and Decepticons, as a collective,” explained Megatron, “have put aside their differences, but you and I can’t afford to until we’ve settled our affairs!” Goldbug grinned.

“Then that’s how we proceed,” he declared. “This is just a brother’s quarrel.”

“A DEADLY one!” remarked Thundercracker.

“Not if what I’m hearing is true,” replied Lux. “It looks like they’re only fighting until one is too exhausted to continue. Thundercracker breathed a sigh of relief.

“Lady Lux, I think you just saved Cybertron again.”

“We can’t keep this from our people, though,” sighed Goldbug.

“…No, we can’t.”


The partiers were told of what was happening on Cybertron and that the fight didn’t involve everyone, just Optimus and Megatron. They all came to the collective decision that they would go home once the fight was over. Everyone boarded their ships and waited for the fight to end. It came down to Optimus throwing Megatron into one final building, then collapsing, then the two bots ending their conversation and waiting in silence. “That’s our cue!” called Goldbug over the comms. “Let’s go home and rebuild!”


The Goddesses opened multiple portals to different worlds, the homes of all the species represented in the allied fleet. The ships went to various portals and the Goddesses and Vok waved goodbye. “Bye bye!” called Gaia.

“Visit us!” urged Lux.

“We’ll have an ambassador for the Council!” cheered Umbra. The portals then closed once the fleet left. Umbra sighed happily. Lux then leaned her head onto Umbra’s chest. Umbra blinked, then remembered how much she missed that, so she rested her hin on Lux’s head. They both giggled happily.

“Gaia,” said Lux, “your mother and I need to get…reacquainted, in a manner of speaking.”

“I get it,” replied Gaia. “You two enjoy yourselves.” Lux and Umbra then dashed off to one of their temples. Gaia then looked to the sky. “…I wonder if Mobius will still have me?” she pondered.

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