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A Series of Unfortunate Events 1-2	By : NightXIV Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Crossovers Views: 1078 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, Hasbro or make any kind of money from writing this fanfiction. All I own is the OC mentioned

Chapter List
- 1-An Itsy Bitsy Spider
- 2-Nemesis Prime
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AN: So, this event came from a mini idea that my love gave me to use Nemesis Prime. However, he wanted me to use the one from G1, but I felt more comfortable using the one from Prime. This is...kind of my first time writing a sticky, so let me know what you think. Or let me know what I could change or add. Don't be too harsh though, please. I'm sensitive x_x It also made things easier to treat Nemesis Prime as though he weren't a mindless man-made mech like Nightbird, but he was still controlled by Silas. So, bare with me here @_@

Title: Nemesis Prime

Verse: Prime

Unit of time used: Breem, exactly 1 earth minute

Rating for this event: M

Contains: Smut of the sticky kind

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or Hasbro. I only own the mentioned OC

Summary: You look different, Optimus

Nightmare smiled and watched as the Autobots sped through the ground bridge and off to get another relic. Even Ratchet had decided to go along. With the seeker around and her knowledge about Ground and Space Bridges (thanks to the medic's and Soundwave's teachings) he deemed her well enough to watch over the base, control the ground bridge and make sure no Decepticons would take over while they were gone. While Optimus was a little skeptical about leaving Nightmare alone, especially since she was nearing the middle of her carrying process with Megatron's heirs, the seeker merely told the Autobot leader that she would be fine and could take care of herself. She thought she would have to push the mech through the ground bridge when he was relunctant to move from his spot, but Bulkhead and Smokescreen had done the job for her. The seeker would have to thank the two later for getting their leader out onto the field.
She then turned her attention to the Autobot's computer, making sure to keep an eye on things. Sure, she couldn't see what was going on, or the battle that they might run into, but it kept her busy instead of just sitting around the base doing nothing. Doing nothing caused the unborn sparklings to get restless and move around a lot, sometimes causing their carrier a little pain in the process. So, Nightmare had to find ways to keep herself occupied.
A few breems have come and gone before the seeker found herself bored out of her mind. To entertain herself, Nightmare merely paced back and forth with her arms crossed, wondering what was taking the Autobots so long. Then again, this was another Iacon Relic they were trying to find. No doubt the Decepticons were trying to get their servos on it as well.
Nightmare was bought out of her thinking at the sound of engines roaring down the tunnel that led into the Autobots base. She looked over to see Optimus riding through before quickly transforming into his root mode upon entering the base. He was a little rusted and dirty, but Nightmare just figured it was from the battle. But...where were the others? This caused Nightmare's wings lowered slightly in worry. Optimus looked around, as though he were trying to take in his surroundings before Nightmare went over and hugged the Autobot leader tightly, surprising the mech. "Took you long enough. You and the others usually get the relic faster than that." she commented, taking note of the surprise on the mech's face.
She also noticed that, not only was he rusted and dirty, but his optics were a different color too. They were a dimmed yellow instead of the bright blue she was growing used to. "What happened to your optics? And where are the others?...and the relic?" she asked, her wings still lowered. Getting over his initial shock of the femme, Optimus thought of an excuse "The others are still fighting off the Decepticons. We can't let this...relic fall into their hands"
"I guess you're right about that. But then, why did they send you back...then again, looking at all that dirt and rust on you, I can see why. Megatron must've really banged you up, huh? And your optics?" Nightmare asked, reaching up and trailing her clawed servo under the leader's right optic.
"Not that I mind a change in color. Gold suits you, but how did they change during battle?" she questioned. Optimus was at a lost for an answer, but it made the seeker laugh quietly "I'll let you explain later. Probably while Ratchet's around. I'm sure there's probably a lot of scientific words involved that only Screamer would understand" the seeker replied with a shake of her head. Nightmare stood on the tips of her thrusters and placed a chaste kiss on Optimus' cheek "I hope the others are okay. And I hope they retrieve the relic before Megatron and his goons get it" she wrapped her arms around Optimus' waist and laid her helm on his chest "I'm just glad you're safe"
Optimus looked at her confused and didn't know how to respond.
At the MECH headquarters, Silas watched the scene from his command station, a smirk appearing on his features 'Interesting...' he commented as he watched the seeker simply resting her helm against 'Prime's' wind sheilds 'It seems this femme has feelings for Prime. I didn't think these robots were capable of such a thing'
Nightmare glanced up at Optimus with a bright smile as she took one of the Autobot leader's servos in her own and placed it on her stomach, that was slightly swollen from the seekerlets she was carrying "They've been restless all day. Nothing I do will calm them down. I thought you would like to feel" she chimed. Silas was surprised by her words, but couldn't help but smirk just a little more at this information 'And they're capable of having offsprings'
"Come on. Let's have some fun while we wait for the others. I know something that will tire out the sparklings and myself" the seeker purred with a playful smirk as she gently pulled 'Optimus' down the hall, to their quarters "Besides, it's been a while and the sparklings need your coding" she added.
Once the two came to the Autobot leader's room, Nightmare input the code for the doors to open and led Nemesis inside, the playful smirk still on her features. She glanced over her shoulder, to see the Prime looking around like he was taking in his own room for the first time as the doors closed behind him. Nightmare couldn't help but giggle a little at that "You look so clueless. Come on~" she chimed, taking Nemesis' servo once more and leading him to the berth. Nightmare smiled as she reversed their positions, letting the Autobot leader sit on the edge of the berth while she sat on his lap. Her smile soon turned into a playful smirk as she played with the seams on the side of the mech's helm causing his battle mask to retract. The seeker was surprised to see that even Optimus' face plates were slightly rusted, while Silas was surprised that she was able to override the codes for the battle mask placement. 'This femme really knows how to work with her hands'
"Megatron really did a number on you, hm? Doesn't matter. I still love you" she chimed, before closing the short distance between them and connecting their lip components in a kiss. Her clawed servos continued down the mech's frame as her wings trembled with lust and need. The seeker gently dug her claws into seams on Nemesis' frame as he soon kissed back, his glossa running over her bottom lip, asking for entrance. Nightmare moaned quietly into the kiss, giving the mech the chance to slip his glossa into her mouth, starting a small battle for dominance which Nightmare loss.
Slightly rusted servos grasped the seeker's slim waist as her own servo moved between them and started to toy with the seams to 'Optimus' interface panel, which, just like the battle mask, had retracted on its own, revealing his already pressurized spike. However, Nightmare noticed that the Prime wasn't as heated as he always was whenever they interfaced...whenever any Cybertronian interfaced. "You're already pressurized, but...I've barely started" Nightmare noted, giving Optimus a somewhat skeptical look.
Being sure to think fast, the immitation Prime reached up and ran his servos over the seeker's wings, wondering what kind of reaction he would get. Nightmare moaned at the contact to her wings, her servo's leaving the Prime's panel alone as she wrapped her arms around the other's neck, completely forgetting the question at hand "Such a...tease" she moaned as Nemesis lightly pinched the tip of her left wing, making the seeker moan just a bit louder. "Optimus...please~" Nightmare couldn't even finish her sentence as a quiet click could be heard, the femme's own interface panel retracting to reveal her port already leaking lubricant just from the playful tease to her wings.
Her red optics dimmed with lust as she panted quietly "Want you...so badly~" she managed out in a moan. One of the mech's servos trailed down the seeker's frame, before his fingers came in contact with her already damp port. Nightmare shivered at the contact as Prime thrusted two of his fingers into her port making the seeker moan like a needy pleasure bot. The mech continued to tease her as he thrusted his fingers in and out of her port, coating the digits in lubricant "Optimus~ Your spike...~ I need it" she moaned out, starting to move her hips slightly. The mech soon pulled his fingers from her port, he glanced at his servo, seeing the glistening lubricant coating the two digits as the dazed femme whimpered from the lost. 'You learn something new about these Cybertronians everyday' Silas thought with a smirk of his own.
Nemesis grasped the seeker's waist, positioning her frame until her port was aligned with his spike. Nightmare trembled, feeling the Prime's spike barely entering before she was carefully lowered down. The seeker moaned as her port stretched to accomodate the Prime's size. However, Nightmare wasn't the type to wait as she started to move her hips, moving up and down along the Autobot leader's spike. Moans and whimpers left the seeker's vocalizer as the Prime grasped Nightmare's waist once more, slamming her down on his spike causing the seeker to arch and cry out in pleasure. Nemesis decided to take the lead as he continued the motion, lifting the seeker up til the tip of his spike was left within her port before slamming her back down.
Nightmare wrapped her arms around the leader's neck in a loving embrace as she moaned in need, crying out Prime's name. Even though her processor was fogged with lust, she was still skeptical, yet thankful, for 'Optimus' cool frame against her own heated one. Her core temperature continued to rise as her impending overload came ever closer. Nightmare connected their lip components in a heated kiss as Prime's glossa invaded her mouth. With one last thrust, Nightmare broke the kiss, nearly screaming the Autobot leader's name as overload wracked her frame as lubricant spilled from her port before knocking her offline. Bright red optics dimmed as she slumped against the Prime's frame.
Nemesis replaced the battle mask and lifted the seeker off his synthetic spike. He set her gently down on the berth, not wanting to wake her and soon replaced his interfaced panel. 'I should still have enough time to complete the real mission before the Autobots get back. Although, I did get some information from that little event' Silas said with a smirk as the Prime copy left the room.
Nightmare onlined breems later feeling someone's servo gently press against her cheek. Her red optics focused on the figure in front of her, seeing Optimus prime, clean of dirt, rust and his optics were back to their usual sky blue. His battle mask already retracted, revealing a soft smile causing the seeker to smile back "Hey~" was all Nightmare could manage out in a tired tone.
"You went to recharge? After we left?" Optimus asked, laughing a little. Nightmare tilted her head slightly as she sat up in the bed, being sure to replace her interface panel. "No, I offlined after that proccessor blowing overload you gave me. What about the others? Are they back yet?"
Optimus gave the seeker a look of confusion, wondering what she was talking about "And what happened to your optics? Did you change them back to blue while I was offline?"
Okay, now Optimus was extremely confused "Nightmare, what are you talking about? You're not making any sense"
"What do you mean? You're the one who came back to the base, rusted, dirty with golden optics. I just want to know how you managed to remove rust in the wash racks and change your optics that fast" Nightmare replied with a pout as she got up from the berth and stretched with a content smile "Well, while you come up with an excuse, I'm going to the wash racks, okay?" she chimed, going through the door that lead to Optimus' personal wash rack.
The Autobot leader watched the former Decepticon seeker leave as he thought of what she told him. Rusted, dirty and golden optics? But Nightmare mistaked the mech for himself...realization hit the Prime like a ton of bricks. Nemesis Prime...MECH must've been able to online the man-made robot once again and use it to infiltrate their base and...Nightmare is so oblivious that she must've thought Nemesis was Optimus, merely damaged from battle, but that didn't explain how the optics fooled her in such a way. Optimus vented a sigh as he sat on the edge of the berth. Nemesis was able to fool the seeker enough to get her in the berth and interface with her.
Although, it was probably the other way around, knowing Nightmare's libido. Still...how was Optimus going to explain this to her?...'It might be easier to just let her find out on her own. It's likely we'll have to fight Nemesis again and this time, I'll take Nightmare along with us' the Prime thought with a nod of his helm to confirm his plan.
For now...he had to think of a legit excuse to fool Nightmare for the time being. This was going to take a while.

AN: So that's the end of Events 1-2. I'm working on events 3-4 and they're going to take place in the world of Lollipop Chainsaw ^_^ I hope any readers look forward to that.
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