Orko, Optimus and I climbed over the huge, snowy hill and looked into the distance. We could see the whole Arctic laden out before us, like a 3D module of a plan an ice builder would make. The icebergs and hills and seas around were shrouded in a cottony mist, and Orko’s ears flapped in the wind. My ears and fur flapped too. “Wow…” I gasped. “This is our world?” Optimus nodded gently. “We care for the ice, nourish its creatures and protect its beauty. As long as we stay together, nothing will ever happen to our land. And guess what?” “What?” Orko and I both asked together.
In response, Optimus playfully pushed us down the hill. We began tumbling down, squealing and laughing in joy, as Optimus leapt onto the edge of the hill and began sliding down on his metallic back. “Wheeeeeeee!!” Orko and I cried out in joy as we slid all the way downhill, Optimus following behind. It was as if he wanted to be a young Autobot again. I felt such thrill and ecstasy that I wanted to do it all over again once I reached the bottom.
So we did, and we continued laughing and shouting like crazy as we tumbled down the snowy hill, sliding on the ice like it was a slippery silver water slide. Except that it was all snow. Once we reached the bottom again, we all started laughing in joy, and Orko and I cuddled each other to keep ourselves warm from the cold.
Then, we felt someone sweep us up in his giant arms. Optimus Prime, of course, hugged and cuddled us, keeping us safe and warm even outside our cosy cave. Optimus lay there with us in his arms, protecting us like he was our father. A father who could let us play in the snow forever.
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