Nothing but Bee showing off how strong he is (Gen and Mikey already knew, they're just letting him have this moment)
I can see Bee being like an older brother to these two, with Gen being the middle child (I mean, look at him) and Mikey being the youngest.
Stanley with the stray he brought home (and Xeno insisted they keep)
Stanley really gives off the vibe of the parent that wanted the pet the least but ends up loving it the most. that's this. that is the stanxeno adopting gen dynamic.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Earthspark (Cartoon) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Cassettes & Soundwave (Transformers) Characters: Soundwave (Transformers), Cassettes (Transformers) Additional Tags: Hurt No Comfort, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Parent Soundwave (Transformers), Parent-Child Relationship, Child Death, Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Family Angst, Angst Series: Part 1 of Soundwave oneshots Summary:
"He knew he needed to do something, if he shut down his cassettes would be alone, defenseless and trapped. So he did the only thing he could think of. The only option that his fried processor deemed as successful. His chest opened, each cassette ready to eject (No they weren’t. They didn’t want to leave his side. It made the pain more bearable, this was the love he was protecting), orders of retreat front and center in their minds (He hoped. He wouldn’t forgive himself if he ejected them to their death. Never. He would never)."
Basically what happened the day one of Soundwave's cassettes blew up.
Baby Gen for my upcoming comic (of which I may or may not finish)
Flustered Ukyo
(the baby)
(finished WIP) The Might Kingdoms leader (+his goons) as animals
Gen - (little) Pied Bat Hyoga - Maine Coon Tsukasa - Lion (unspecified)
Gen is such a rat and Mikey is too trusting.
(Gen would never hurt Mikey though, he knows Bee would squish him if he does)
Unfinished Ukyo fanart :) tried recreating the manga's art style
Remember the joy you felt that day?
Do you remember anything at all? 3,700 years is a long time, isn't it?
It's time to move on. It's all gone, after all.