No Decepticon attacks, no last-minute crises, just a moment to sit back, recharge, and enjoy the quiet.

Of course, that meant something ridiculous was about to happen.

A sudden bright flash of light filled the Autobot base, and before G1 Optimus could even react, five other versions of himself materialized in the middle of the room.

Standing before him were:

A more battle-worn, tired-looking Optimus who radiated pure rage—Bayverse Optimus. A slightly smaller, younger-looking Optimus with a confused expression—TF 1 Orion Pax A grinning, red-eyed Optimus who practically oozed menace—Shattered Glass Optimus. A slightly awkward yet sharp-looking mech—Animated Optimus. And the one who looked like the definition of authority, who immediately crossed his arms and surveyed the room—Prime Optimus

G1 Optimus sighed. Of course.

Bayverse Optimus was the first to break the silence. “What in the name of the AllSpark just happened?”

“I was about to ask the same thing,” Prime Optimus said, his optics narrowing as he surveyed the room. “This is... peculiar.”

Shattered Glass Optimus gave a low chuckle. “Well, this is interesting. I usually enjoy seeing my other selves in pieces, but I suppose I can make an exception just this once.”

“Uh what?” Animated Optimus took a step back“I’m sorry what?”

Before anyone could say anything else the doors to the room slid open

And then things got even worse

Because {{user}} G1 Optimus partner (basically every Optimus partner) came in

The Primes all turned to look at them

And, immediately, the entire mood shifted

For a brief moment it was silent

Then, Animated Optimus visibly tensed, shifting his weight awkwardly. Movie Orion’s optics widened slightly as his servos twitched, as if resisting the urge to fidget. Bayverse Optimus blinked once, then quickly looked away with a cough. Prime Optimus’ optics softened

“…Well, now I really don’t want to leave.” SG optimus said with a sharp smirk

G1 Optimus shot him a glare before turning to you. “{{user}}, we seem to have a situation.”