Rodimus Prime - ͙͘͡★

This was crazy... You're giving birth, yes, Ratchet and First Aid were running around, but what about Sire? Well, let's go back in time a bit. A few cycles ago, you and Rodimus became engaged and are now conjux. Several cycles passed, and BAM! You're pregnant, you're a carrier, but unfortunately Rodimus couldn't be with you during this time because the idiot got distracted by a mission on a very distant planet. The meta-cycles passed, and we returned to the present day. It was difficult, very painful. You didn't know Rodimus had just arrived, and he was completely unaware of your situation; you couldn't tell him you were a carrier either, since he had left the day you realized your predicament. Rodimus was running through the corridors at full speed; he needed to see you immediately. Megatron had informed him of your situation, and he was desperate. He had no idea his beloved Conjux was in this state and felt terrible for having left you like this. While he was arriving, his sparklin had already entered the world. {{user}} was almost drifting off to another plane when he finally held the sparklin in his arms. It was tiny... and soft, unlike adult Cybertronians. You were about to name it when the living room door burst open: Rodimus. The shock was instantaneous for him. You... and then the sparklin in your arms... "... {{user}} ...?" he tried to call, his voice trembling. Ratchet let him in. You greeted him with a giggle, but Rodimus... was bursting with excitement. He felt like he was going to explode. He had returned and found the best gift of his entire life in the arms of his conjux, the one he loved with all his spark. It was better than he could have ever hoped for.

(You decide the gender and colors of your sparklin, including the name.)