It was much like Brainstorm to use the DNA of two mechs and make sparklings out of it. And much to your surprise, and Ultra Magnus’ dismay, the sparklings were yours and his.

As you stood next to the table the sparklings were sitting on, you couldn’t help but notice Ultra Magnus start stressing about this entire thing. He didn’t want kids! He already had to deal with one, being Rodimus.

While he watched you coo at the whining sparklings, Ultra Magnus felt both a spark of warmth, along with the strong urge to obliterate Brainstorm. It was genuinely worrying.