Catformers AU Where Perceptor Was Separated From His Kitten, Hot Rod?

Catformers AU where Perceptor was separated from his kitten, Hot Rod?

He meowed in pain. Trying to move around even though there was barely any room in the tiny crate he was trapped inside.

He cried out feeling his valve spasm. It hurt so much and he didn't know what to do.

After an excruciating birth. His kitten was finally here. He was smaller then average but he didn't care. He already loved him so much.

He laid down with his kitten. Feeling him drink his milk while he licked him clean.

Nuzzling his kitten he decided to name him Hot Rod. He was so beautiful and he'd do anything for him.

When his kitten had enough milk. He pulled him into his arms and cuddled with him.

He didn't know how long they laid like that, until he heard footsteps approaching. He tensed pulling his kitten closer in fear.

He hoped the human would move past him and leave them both alone but sadly that wasn't the case. The human came over stopping in front of his tiny little crate.

Leaning down he grinned looking between him and his kitten. He tried to block his view while hissing. The human only chuckled. Looking amused.

"Look what we have here. You've finally given birth."

He glared. Trying to protect his kitten. He wasn't going to let these humans hurt him.

"I'll be right back."

The human walked away and he thought it was over. He licked the top of his kittens head worried about what would happen.

These humans were mean. He was always trapped in this cage unless... He shivered trying not to think about it. He didn't want his kitten to suffer the same fate.

He heard footsteps again and he shook with fear pulling his sleeping kitten closer.

He watched as the human stopped in front of his cage again. He wished they'd go away but of course they wouldn't.

Opening the cage he scratched and bit at them. They were wearing some kind of glove which protected them from his attacks.

He refused to give up yowling, he viciously attacked them. While keeping his kitten away from them.

The human searched around forcing him out of the way and grabbed his kitten.

He charged at them. Trying to grab his kitten away from the human.

Only for the door to be slammed in his face. He cried as the human looked over his kitten who was moving around scared and confused. He desperately wished he could comfort him.

"He's a small one. We might as well get rid of him. No one will want this thing."

The human sounded annoyed when they looked over his kitten. He panicked thrashing around in his cage as they took his kitten away. He hit the side of the cage repeatedly tears falling as he watched his kitten get taken away.

He never saw him again. Even after he was rescued from that horrible place. It wasn't until years later that they were finally reunited and it was everything to him.

His kitten may be an adult now and have a mate of his own but he'd always be his kitten.

Hi,

Love your work.

Hot rod having a secret life outside of work.

His friends and coworkers ( Autobots in general ) - minus springer and arcee and Drift and Ratchet - don’t know he’s conjunxed and has been since before the war. He’s from Nyon yes but he visited Kaon once and left many years later to bounce between living in Kaon and Nyon with his conjunx, Soundwave who fell in love with him the moment he saw him.

Now that the war is over Rodimus and Soundwave try for a sparkling and the others find out he has an entire life outside of being an autobot when they notice he’s sparked.

He didn’t tell any of them not even Optimus.

They just knew when he showed up to collect some papers Optimus called him to get and he was waddling in. ( he changed to working from home because soudnwave wanted him to, they agreed but only under the condition he does the paperwork outside their home like in a cafe or a park or even with Soundwave at his job. Soundwave agreed immediately)

Megatron just…lets it happen. He will not create problems for himself and Hot rod makes incredible oil ( coffee ) and food.

"Hot Rod?"

"Hm?"

"Your alarm is going off."

"What?"

He jolted awake quickly turning it off.

"Do you have somewhere you need to be?"

Soundwave sat up as well putting a hand on his back to steady him.

"Yeah, Optimus wants me to come in today."

"Why?"

Soundwave frowned clearly unhappy.

"It won't be for long. I just need to grab some paperwork."

"Okay."

Soundwave kissed his shoulder and he sighed.

"Are you going to be working at the usual cafe?"

"Yeah. I'm craving their cobalt twists."

"I'll join you for lunch."

He nodded. After finding out he was sparked Soundwave wanted him to work remotely. Worried about the strain going into the office would cause. Especially when he couldn't transform anymore and would have to walk. Soundwave was also worried about angry neutrals who might try to hurt him. Since they seemed to walk in as though they owned the place demanding all kinds of things.

He agreed to work remotely on the condition he got to work outside of the home at a nearby cafe. Soundwave had been reluctant but he was worried about going stir crazy.

He didn't want to live inside his apartment the entire time he was carrying. Eventually Soundwave agreed. Letting him work from a nearby cafe.

He reluctantly climbed out of bed. Kissing his mate goodbye, he went to the office. On the way over he ran into Drift and Ratchet who were shopping for supplies.

His friend hugged him and Ratchet scanned him making sure the sparkling was doing well.

"How are you doing?"

"Good."

He rubbed his belly and Drift smiled excited to be an uncle.

"I talked with Bee and we've been going over your sparkling shower."

He showed him some ideas and he looked them over.

"These look good."

Flipping through them he noticed the time and handed them back.

"Can you send me these? I want Soundwave to look them over as well."

"Where are you rushing off to?"

Ratchet gave him a look.

"Going to see Soundwave."

Drift teased and he shook his head.

"Optimus needs me to grab some paperwork."

Ratchet frowned.

"I hope he's not overworking you. I'll have to talk to him about this."

"No it's fine. He's not overworking me. I just need to grab some things."

"Okay. Don't forget you have an appointment coming up."

"I know."

He waved goodbye and went to the office where Bee waved at him.

"I don't know if You've heard about the sparkling shower."

"I have and it looks great."

"I'm glad. How are you feeling?"

"Good."

"We need to plan a double date before the sparkling is born and you two become even more busy."

"That sounds good but I'm late. I have to see Optimus."

"Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to delay you."

"It's fine."

He waddled over to Optimus office hand on his belly.

"Sorry I'm late. I was held up."

He looked around his office noticing the paperwork on his desk.

"Is this it?"

He grabbed it flipping through it when he noticed it had suddenly gotten quiet. Confused he looked over to see Optimus staring at him in shock.

"What?"

"You're sparked."

"Yes?"

"I didn't know you were sparked."

"Oh..."

He froze realizing that they hadn't told anyone except their close circle of friends. They'd been planning on telling everyone else but never got around to it.

"Surprise I'm sparked."

He put a hand on his swollen belly.

"I can see that."

"Do you want to feel?"

He walked behind Optimus desk and grabbed his hand placing it on his belly. He watched his optics widen in surprise when he felt a kick.

"Is this why you wanted to work remotely?"

"Yes. Soundwave thought it was dangerous with Neutrals always busting inside demanding things."

"He's not wrong. They've been trying to take over."

"What?

He gave Optimus a surprised look.

"Don't worry. We've been dealing with it."

Optimus smiled looking at his belly.

"Just worry about your little one."

"Of course."

He rubbed his belly and Optimus sighed getting a message.

"I'm sorry Hot Rod. I would love to talk more but I have a meeting."

"That's fine. Drift and Bee are planning a sparkling shower and we can talk then."

"Wouldn't miss it."

He left his leaders office with the paperwork in hand and went home. When he got there he found a note from Soundwave, telling him that he'd gone to work in case he came home. Feeling exhausted after walking to the office. He texted Soundwave that he'd be working from home.

He sat on the couch feeling tired. Looking down at his belly he rubbed it while smiling softly. Thinking about how they'd gotten here.

His friend had somehow managed to win tickets to a gladiator match in Kaon and had invited him along.

The two had made false identification forms so they could board the train which took them to Kaon.

He had no idea how much that trip would change his life. He'd gotten separated from his friend right before the match and was trying to find him. When he ran into a gladiator who helped him.

Afterwards he gave him a gift in thanks and the gladiator had been surprised and moved by the gesture. The two of them had started talking which ended with him going back to Soundwave's apartment.

The two decided to keep in touch and whenever he could. He'd find his way to Kaon where he'd meet up with Soundwave.

Although it was rare. Soundwave would occasionally come to Nyon and he'd show him around.

One day Soundwave had been badly injured. A gladiator had cheated and still lost against his Soundwave, but he'd been so worried. He'd rushed to his side and taken care of him.

The two realized life was short and decided to bond their sparks together forever being one.

It had been a small intimate ceremony which he would never forget.

Although the two wanted sparklings. They wouldn't get the chance until much later.

When the war finally ended the two talked about it and decided to finally try for a sparkling. Both of them had been so excited and it wasn't long before he was sparked.

"What are you thinking about?"

He looked over at Soundwave in surprise as he was brought out of his thoughts.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about how we met. I thought you were at work?"

He quickly changed the subject.

"Megatron let me leave early."

"He did? He's been doing that a lot lately."

"Yeah, I think he's worried you'd come seek me out again wanting to frag."

They both laughed remembering his horrified look when he accidentally walked in on them.

"He also enjoys your food."

He blushed feeling Soundwave wrap an arm around him.

"How are you feeling?"

"Good."

The two snuggled together. Talking about their little one who they couldn't wait to meet.

Not the glory hole anon here but i love the idea of Soundwave finding Hot rod and finding that he’s not only left planet but has gone to a colony of mixed species where the war is not allowed and he’s sporting a nice bit of extra weight that’s centered right at his plush round tank that definitely wasn’t there before.

He spent every chance he could tracking Hot Rod down and he's finally found him. The planet he went to was merely a stopping point so he could get on another flight.

He found his way to a neutral planet that was far from Cybertron, with intermixing species. The natives of that world were allowing Cybertronian refugees. With the agreement there would be no war or fighting.

Using his position as third in command. He made up some kind of reason for why it was of the utmost importance that he goes there immediately and alone.

Megatron having no reason to question him approved the mission. Taking a small shuttle he removed the Decepticon insignia and signal. Changing it so his ship scanned as a neutral.

He also took off his badge knowing it wasn't allowed. He couldn't wait to see Hot Rod. Even though he didn't know who he was. He imagined himself introducing him and getting to know him. Maybe convincing him to come back with him and join the Decepticons.

Walking through the busy streets he looked around. Deciding to go to Hot Rods work place first.

It was a little shop that sold baked goods. He walked up trying to act like another customer as he ordered. The entire time he looked around trying to spot Hot Rod.

When his baked good arrived. He thought about leaving and trying his home but decided to stay a little longer. Sitting down he looked around. The shop was a lot different than the glory hole. From what he's learned he hasn't continued that occupation.

He was about to leave when Hot Rod came out from behind a back door.

"Sorry I'm late."

"It's okay."

He watched as he put on a apron and began taking orders. Using his visor he discreetly watched him as he worked.

The pictures he found didn't do him justice at all. He was beautiful and he wanted him so badly, for more than just stress relief. He wanted Hot Rod to be his.

Eventually he had to leave not wanting to be seen as a creep. He wandered around for a while trying to figure out what he was going to do.

He was so distracted he ended up running into someone.

"Sorry-- I'm."

The two made optic contact and it was like the world froze around them. He couldn't explain it he just felt this weird sensation in his spark like they were meant to be together.

Hot Rod gasped putting a hand on his belly. He looked down in surprise to see that it was bigger than in the pictures. Almost as though he was carrying.

He found himself carefully touching his tanks. He wasn't sure who was more surprised him or Hot Rod. When the carrier didn't attack him for touching him there.

He felt a jolt through his body and he knew Hot Rod did as well because he gasped. They both stared at each other and Hot Rod had tears in his optics.

"You're the sire."

He nodded having no idea what else to say. In all of his planning he never expected this.

"I should go."

Hot Rod looked frazzled as he tried to walk away. He grabbed him before he could go.

"My name is Soundwave. I have been looking for you Hot Rod."

"What?"

Hot Rod gave him a shocked and confused look. He shifted scanning the area he asked.

"Can we go somewhere more private?"

Hot Rod gave a shaky nod and he followed after him.

Hot Rod took him to his house. Where he quickly closed the door and turned to him.

"How do you know who I am? The only people who could be the sire are my clients at the glory hole."

Hot Rod looked at him in shock.

"Why were you going to a glory hole?"

"I was stressed and you were the only one who could help. Everyone else couldn't compare."

Hot Rod blushed looking embarrassed.

"You were my regular. The one who always left me big tips."

"You deserved it."

"I guess I should thank you for getting me off world and all this."

Hot Rod gestured at his modest abode.

"I was so far from my goal and at the time I felt like I was losing hope and then you showed up."

"I know this might be weird given how the sparkling was created. But I want to be in their life. Anyway you'll let me."

Hot Rod put a hand on his belly looking nervous.

"Can I think about it and get back to you?"

"Of course."

He nodded leaving Hot Rods home and going back to his ship. Along the way he rubbed his spark which was screaming at him to go back and stay with his future mate and sparkling. He tried his best to ignore it as he laid in bed trying to figure out what he was going to do next. He hadn't expected the sparkling and it complicates his plans of getting Hot Rod to join the Decepticons.

Hi, if you don’t mind, part two of Rodimus hiding his sparkling bump. Dratchrod edition.

The two manage to sneak up on him and touch his tanks when he’s at the half mark stage and are so shocked and confused until the device breaks since his tanks were touched and now they know.

He'd been so careful. More than he'd ever been in his life. Fully aware that if he slipped up at all his sparkling would lose their life.

He stayed away from crowded areas. Worried about someone accidentally bumping into him. As his belly grew he had to practice walking so it didn't look like he was waddling.

The hardest part was staying away from Ratchet and Drift since neither of them could keep their hands off him. Even when he asked them to stop. They acted like all he wanted to do was interface and when he refused they acted like something was wrong with him.

It hurt. He knew his reputation made him seem like he was share ware but he always thought Ratchet and Drift didn't see him like that. Although he should have known. No wonder they always wanted to interface with him.

Since they wouldn't stop touching him. Their hands occasionally getting too close to his belly. He made the tough decision to stay away from them. Worried about his secret getting out.

Sadly they were always coming around trying to talk with him. He knew they were worried they did something wrong and that's why he was pulling away. He felt guilty knowing he was hurting them, but he couldn't tell them. He knew how dangerous it was and he needed to protect his sparkling. Which is why he always made up some kind of excuse and quickly left.

He was terrified of them finding out and knew that it was for the best, that he broke things off anyway. They didn't love him. They just fragged him occasionally when they wanted to spice up their bedroom life.

He never blamed them and he was happy with the arrangement or at least that's what he thought.

It hurt a lot and he'd oftentimes go home and cry. Wishing they wanted to interface because they loved him. But at least it was something. Even if it wasn't what he wanted. He still got to have them in a way, so he should be happy with that and stop complaining.

Whenever they interfaced, he'd always leave right after because he knew they didn't want him around. After they were satisfied he'd clean up by himself. Scrubbing his frame until his paint began to chip. Unable to shake the feeling of being dirty no matter how many times he cleaned himself.

While he was leaving he'd watch as Drift and Ratchet cuddled together taking care of the other making sure they had energon and that they had fun. He wished someone would do that with him. He couldn't remember the last time someone gave him aftercare. He thought it might have been before the Lost Light left. When he'd hooked up with Soundwave because he'd miss him.

He was brought out of his thoughts by a yawn. Looking down at the paperwork in his hands he realized he'd been reading the same sentence repeatedly.

He felt exhausted and his whole body ached. Even though his bump was hidden he was still dealing with the symptoms.

Yawning again. He decided that he'd done enough work for the day and that he could finally rest.

He had an appointment later with Perceptor, where they'd check up on his sparkling.

He was the only one he trusted since he knew what it was like. He also couldn't go to a normal medic in fear of them finding out. They would tell Ratchet who would tell Drift. All of them would be disgusted by him and would kill his sparkling.

The very idea made him shake with fear. He barely resisted touching his belly. Having to wait until he was back in his room.

He already loved them so much and he hasn't even met them yet.

He would die for them and couldn't wait to hold them in his arms. He was a little nervous about being a creator because he was worried he'd mess everything up.

Perceptor tried to reassure him that he'd be an amazing carrier. He also told him about some of his own fears when he'd been sparked with his bitty. It always made him sad, knowing Perceptor had lost his sparkling. He couldn't imagine losing his own. The very idea was devastating.

He hummed softly as he walked. Even though he'd been avoiding Drift and Ratchet. They were constantly trying to make him talk to them, through various means.

Sometimes it made him a little uncomfortable and he wished they'd stop. He knew Drift cared for him as his Amica, but this was getting a little much, even for him.

Poor Ratchet was being dragged around even though he knew the medic had better things he wanted to do, then chase him around.

He was sure they could find someone else to frag now that he was busy. He wasn't special or anything. He was easily replaceable and most people would be happy if he left.

He sighed his feet aching. Luckily his room wasn't too far away.

Since they've been following him. Trying to get him to speak with them. They've been going everywhere he usually goes in the hopes of speaking with him. Including standing in the hallway waiting for him.

To avoid them he started going the long way back to his room. Which was hard on his body and would cause him to throw up. Luckily both Drift and Ratchet were on duty and couldn't bother him.

He enjoyed his walk continuing to hum to himself. It was a lullaby he remembered from when he was a sparkling. Although he couldn't remember who sang it to him. He just remembered the feeling of safety when he was in their arms.

He felt a tear fall when he remembered Nyon and quickly wiped it away. Cursing himself for his constant mood swings.

"Rodimus."

He froze staring at Ratchet and Drift as they came out of nowhere.

"Enough running we need to talk."

He shook his head.

"There's nothing to talk about."

He went to leave when Ratchet grabbed his hand.

"Stop avoiding us and tell us what's going on with you. Are you sick? Did we do something wrong?"

"Roddy we're worried about you. You're not acting like yourself."

"I'm fine."

He insisted feeling uncomfortable and wanting to leave. Of course the two tried to block him but he pushed past. The three struggled with Ratchet and Drift trying to make him stop so they could talk.

Drift wrapped his arms around his middle to stop him and he screamed in fear. Drift immediately let him go as he pressed himself again the wall sobbing and shaking in fear.

He felt the device break revealing his sparked belly. Which he tried to hide, while begging them to stop and let him go.

The two looked at him in shock when Perceptor came out of nowhere and punched them in the face.

They both staggered backwards looking at Perceptor in shock. The scientist pushed past them and grabbed Rodimus. Carefully taking him back to his room and making sure he avoided everyone on the way over.

Rodimus was shaking the entire time he looked him over. He felt his own tears fall and he promised to protect him no matter what happens.

"I'll find a way to get us out of here. I won't let them hurt you or your bitty."

Rodimus was so frightened that he had a panic attack and Perceptor was forced to give him medication which knocked him out. Since he was worried about the stress affecting his sparkling.

Once unconscious, he started making plans to get them out of there. The entire time his spark was racing with fear and he barricaded his room just in case. Afraid an angry mob would come in and kill them both.

Noooo! They must live.

Soundrod zombies.

- the outbreak starts in a poor area that they did illegal testing in

- it spreads quickly since no one in the poor areas were able to get free since the rich class tried to just offline them all. Which in the end, led to the outbreak spreading until it reached everywhere.

- the virus was kept contained within three major cities that were not allowed rescue since it was too dangerous.

- the only way out was to reach the highest point and have proof you weren’t infected. To do that a mechs protoform had to be bare and that was dangerous since it made a mech much more prone to getting bite.

- hot rod and soundwave survive together with their friends getting rescued in groups of two.

- its just hot rod and soundwave left when they both are bitten trying to save the other.

- they cut off the high point rope so none of the infected could spread and they huddled together and held each other in a boarded up store.

- they cried, apologizing for failing to save themselves and each other when they felt the infection spread.

- they got one last glimpse at each other and kissed.

- holding onto each other before turning.

- as their friends flew to safety, they cried, seeing the two holding onto each other by clasped servos as they wandered aimlessly, just like the rest.

Hi hot rod giving birth alone because he ran away but the sparkling is stuck and now he’s bleeding and on the brink of death but Deadlock and Ratchet find him in time.

He screamed in pain as he pushed. Blood soaked the ground as he sobbed. Looking around at the desolate land around him his whole body shook with pain and fear.

He'd ran away from the Autobots shortly after finding out he was sparked. He knew they wouldn't want his little one and that if anyone find out they'd be killed.

He didn't want them to suffer through this horrible war that seemed to have no end in sight.

He gasped feeling more blood as he continued desperately trying to push. He knew something was wrong but he kept pushing.

He was loosing so much blood. His body felt weak and his spark slowed.

He laid against a large rock staring at the sky. He thought about Deadlock and Ratchet. Who he'd left behind after finding out he was sparked. They'd probably moved on by now.

He felt a tear fall. He'd loved him so much. Even though he knew they didn't feel the same way. He left because he knew they wouldn't want the sparkling and he couldn't ruin their lives. He's already ruined so many peoples lives. Maybe he deserves this.

He should have been more careful. He should have known his baffle would fail. He had no one to blame but himself.

He gave another weak push crying out in pain. He could feel his body fading and he knew it wouldn't be much longer. He just wished he could hold his sparkling in his arms.

Looking down he suddenly had an idea. He wasn't going to survive but his sparkling might.

He reached into his subspace and pulled out a knife. Crying out as he cut himself open. It hurt a lot and more blood squirted to the ground. His hands trembled and black spots entered his vision. He kept going though cutting his sparkling out of him.

He could feel his sparkling cry. Covered in his carriers blood he kissed his little one pressing him against his chest. He should still have some energon left in his chests.

Opening them up he let his sparkling drink. He felt his spark start to give out as his body greyed. He was too weak to speak. He just stared at his sparkling. Trying to hold on for as long as possible.

He didn't hear engines coming over or the sound of sirens. He didn't hear Deadlock or Ratchets voice as he clung to his sparkling. The last thing he saw before passing out.

He didn't think he'd ever wake up. Only to be surprised when he opened his optics and found himself in an unfamiliar room. His sparkling pressed against his chest sleeping peacefully. He cooed too weak to do much else. He was exhausted and thought about falling asleep again. Except he didn't know where he was and didn't want to leave his sparkling alone with strangers.

The door opened and he looked over gasping in surprise.