You rolled the handle of your protoweapon in the palm of your servo before wrapping your digits around it and giving the comfortable handle a squeeze. You watched as a bright blue light sprung from outward facing end and soon a whip fell slack to the ground. Sliding back our pede a little you leapt into motion sending the end of the whip around the room at various objects, either knocking them to the floor or slicing them then and there. You soon stopped your motions the whip slapping against the floor with a harsh snap. 

Straightening your posture you walked around and placed the objects that had fallen back onto the stands, disappointed not even seeing a crack in some, and cleared the broken ones into a garbage disposal nearby. You dusted your servos off against one and other over the disposal and glanced at the items you had left on the training stands. With a large sigh you glanced at the protoweapon again, once again just a handle in your palm. 

Drawn quickly from your thoughts you looked at the training room doors in slight surprise as the new Magnus walked in. You ducked your helm for a moment in a polite and official greeting. The Magnus smiled a little at you.

¨I didn't think anyone would be here right now.¨ He chuckled softly, ¨Figured I could get some silence....¨ He glanced over what you had set up for yourself, ¨Am I interrupting anything?¨

You shook your helm no and walked over to the objects and started to pick them up and put them away. 

¨No, you don't have to put them away just because of me.¨ He smiled reassuringly

¨It is not because of you sir, I was thinking about heading to the wash racks soon anyways, so if you want the training room for silence I don't mind leaving, no not at all...¨ There it is again, a small unnecessary ramble from you

¨Well if you would like to keep training I wouldn't mind being your sparring partner if you would like.¨ The Magnus suggested 

¨Oh?¨ You blinked in surprise, ¨No, no I couldn't ask you to do that, you don't need to- It isn't necessary sir- I'll just-¨ You shifted a little towards the door, ¨Be heading out-¨

¨Well if you want to leave....¨ He seemed a little discouraged by this, ¨I was just hoping to see some of your skills, you're bound to be really amazing at being a prime if Ultra Magnus chose you for his second hand.¨ 

You felt the soft heat rise against your cheek plates and you swallowed a little not exactly sure how to respond. 

¨W-well, I guess I'm alright at combat... But I'm sure one of the others would be a much better pick for a sparring partner for you Mganus sir-¨ You rambled on, why couldn't you stop talking? 

It was the chuckle from the mech that cut you off, ¨Please just call me Optimus, the Magnus title just doesn't... just doesn't sound like me I guess. And I can assure you, that I would ask someone else if I wanted to spar with them.¨

You cheeks felt hot, much too hot to be normal. Your spark felt almost like it was on fire, and your neck was the chimney and the soft colors against your cheeks was the smoke. It was embarrassing you were getting so flustered. He hadn't even said anything that flattering! Why were you acting like this!?

In your self scolding you hadn't noticed the Magnus had approached you and was standing in front of you. It did not help your embarrassment one bit. He gently took your servo and gave you a friendly smile.

¨Please show me what it takes to be the second hand to a Magnus.¨ He smiled 

You swallowed thickly and nodded slowly trying to keep the flood of words that wanted to fall out back. 

¨Great! Lets do this.¨ He lead you to the center of the training room

You managed to stay silent as you got in position to spar the Magnus. At least getting you helm in the combat mind set was easy enough. 

¨Ready?¨ He asked getting a nod 

¨Go.¨