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(Something to smile at when you're done reading >:) Hehe)

~(Y/N)'s POV~

     Knockout and I waved our last goodbyes to the older medic and humans that stayed behind, Raf smiling as he pulled Soundwave just behind us, who displayed a small smile from behind his still chipping visor. The stubborn mech wouldn't even take it off to fix it in privacy, insisting that he keep it for now. For someone so intent n keeping his faceplate hidden, he sure doesn't care about how far his visor breaks.

         "Hey Knockout," I held tight to his arm.

         "Yes my darling?"

         "Wildstryke... is not really me anymore," I said sheepishly, a little unsure of what his reaction would be to me wanting a name change... again. The only reason we had chosen Wildstryke was because we needed one in a hurry, and one of the vehicons had suggested it, "And... well I don't exactly want to be called by the name Megatron used to fantasize over."

         "I see," he said with a sigh, "I guess we'll figure it out when we-"

         "(Y/D)."

We both turned at the sudden voice from Soundwave. We had heard times before, but it was still a surprise. Raf smiled from his spot next to the mech, as innocent as ever.

         "Why (Y/D)?" I asked, to which he shrugged, and continued on, brushing past us.

         "I had the designation in mind since building the frame you now dwell in," he said, "It fit your personality."

I smiled, and disconnected from Knockout to sneak a kiss on his exposed cheek plate. Giggling at his sudden frozen state, I transformed, and took off, leaving a confused Knockout, a stunned Soundwave, and a laughing Raf behind.

     We made it to the others just before Optimus had begun his speech. I was glad to see Dreadwing smiling proudly as the neutrals were welcomed as allies to the Autobots, and the vehicons flashed their butterfly insignias with pride. I had a talk with Knockout about that, and he thought it out quite well. The Blue Butterfly was a legend, so why not keep it alive with something even more great? The other three caught up not to long later, Raf cheering as Bumblebee was promoted to Warrior. Wheeljack smirked as he held up a detonator, looked to me and winked, then we all watched as the statue of the former gladiator turned to rubble. A few pieces of debris found their way towards Raf, so Knockout picked him up and place him on his shoulder plates.

         "Thought you'd never make it in time," Bee chuckled.

         "Wouldn't of missed it for the world Bee!" Raf said as he fist bumped the now shorter mech.

         "Sorry to interrupt," Dreadwing began, "But there is much to do in order to make Cybertron truly habitable again."

         "Dreadwing is correct," Optimus declared.

         "Primes don't party," Bulkhead sighed, and I could bet a differ. A few days off, I bet I could get the hard helmed Prime to loosen up.

         "And while Cybertron may be able to support life, it is unable to create new life."

There was a short silence before everyone figured it out.

         "The AllSpark isn't here," Raf said before everyone else, "I read about it in one of the files, what happened to it?"

         "At the tipping point of the war, I had sent it away, in order to keep it safe from Megatron's fury," Optimus stated, "I will be going to retrieve it, and return it to the heart of Cybertron, to Primus."