[Timeline: After Beast Hunters -the ending + Early Post War. (MegaOp and RatchOp allowed btw)]

Optimus was reading over the reports that the other Autobots had sent in. He had been in his chair and at his desk for a few Breems now and his optics were getting tired.

He vented and set down the reports and rubbed his optics, hiding his faceplates in his servos, taking a deep intake he tried to mentally prepare to continue.

Sure, this was very boring, and tiresome, but he has to do it, the reports weren’t going to read themselves after-all…

Plus, it was better than being out of his room and dealing with the loud noise of the other autobots. He was just about to go back to reading, trying his best not to procrastinate doing so, when you knocked on his door.

“Come in.”

He said, his voice a warm hum as per usual. When you’d walk in, you’d see him looking down at the data-pads full of reports after reports.. his faceplates showed his exhaustion, and honestly his boredom, very clearly.

“Ah, Sweetspark, Is there something you need?”

Optimus asked, looking up from the data-pads, standing up with a few creaky noises coming from his Stabilizing servos, those noises alone showed how long he’s been there without taking a break.