(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

“And what then, am I meant to do?! I wonder if you can provide any suggestion instead of criticism!” The conversation is getting to him again, like an acid blooming in his chest.

Just don’t kill him! Jeez!

(Bee pulls at his horns in frustration; at this points, the words are hard for him to say. He can’t imagine how Megatron must feel hearing them.) You don’t have to like him. You don’t have to talk to him when the planet’s not in danger of dry-rotting. You don’t even have to look him in the optic! Just don’t kill him, because if Cybertron’s gonna spring back, you guys have to work together.

The Decepticon lord snarls, pushing away from the wall. His optics burn as hot as the scar in his spark tearing at itself.

“I have fought for eonsto feel that satisfaction, to watch the light fade from his optics- I battle him in my very dreams! If I let him live now, if I call truce and play nice then why in the Pit have I been fighting him for so long?!”

(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

You know what I think is gonna happen? (Bee gives a grisly pantomime of slitting his throat, even offlining his optics and dropping his head for full effect.)

He growls.

“Despite what most think I do have some semblance of self-control.”

I didn’t mean you would do it!

“You really think he would go out of his way to play the martyr just to keep Cybertron from me? … Actually, that seems rather like him. But he’ll want to keep his family safe from me all the same, which he can’t do from the Well. If he really were to take that route, he may very well attempt to take me with him.”

And then that’s two Cybertrons out both their Megatrons and their Optimuses AND their Allsparks AND their Matrices of Leadership!

~~Matrices, right?~~

Do you see what I’m getting at here? This is a big friggin’ powderkeg of things that can go really REALLY wrong and then everybody’s slagged over six ways from Saturday.

"And what then, am I meant to do?! I wonder if you can provide any suggestion instead of criticism!” The conversation is getting to him again, like an acid blooming in his chest.

(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

You know what I think is gonna happen? (Bee gives a grisly pantomime of slitting his throat, even offlining his optics and dropping his head for full effect.)

He growls.

“Despite what most think I do have some semblance of self-control.”

I didn’t mean you would do it!

“You really think he would go out of his way to play the martyr just to keep Cybertron from me? … Actually, that seems rather like him. But he’ll want to keep his family safe from me all the same, which he can’t do from the Well. If he really were to take that route, he may very well attempt to take me with him.”

(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

“Being a part of the team that found the Allspark would earn species-wide respect and recognition. It would not be for nothing.” Megatron’s optics squeeze shut. “And as you have already made clear, I cannot kill him until I I know the Allspark’s location.”

He’s not gonna tell you it!

“He will if there is anything decent left of him like he keeps pretending there is..”

You know what I think is gonna happen? (Bee gives a grisly pantomime of slitting his throat, even offlining his optics and dropping his head for full effect.)

He growls.

“Despite what most think I do have some semblance of self-control.”

(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

“Being a part of the team that found the Allspark would earn species-wide respect and recognition. It would not be for nothing.” Megatron’s optics squeeze shut. “And as you have already made clear, I cannot kill him until I I know the Allspark’s location.”

He’s not gonna tell you it!

“He will if there is anything decent left of him like he keeps pretending there is..”

(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

“I was going to assemble a team of volunteers to search the quadrant of space it was jettisoned towards, but we have tried searching before. The Autobots hid it well. My- …the Optimus from my universe knows its location, and if I could get it from him, it would save countless vorns of wasting energon searching deep space.”

Volunteers? (big important “Megatron” voice) “DECEPTICONS, we have won Cybertron back from the Autobots! Who wants to go on a long-term deep space mission to the space boonies to find a lost thing in the meantime?”

And how are you gonna get its location from him if you DO find Optimus?! You said that when you find your Optimus, you’re gonna gut him like a fish! And then what Autobot is gonna get within fusion-cannon range of you after that?

“Being a part of the team that found the Allspark would earn species-wide respect and recognition. It would not be for nothing.” Megatron’s optics squeeze shut. “And as you have already made clear, I cannot kill him until I I know the Allspark’s location.”

(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

If Bee had suddenly transformed into a giant triple-headed organic cow, Megatron could not have given him a stranger look.

“… Even if the Matrix is a part of it, I am in possession of one. Optimus is not necessary to… make baby sparks happen. The Allspark is.”

The Allspark that you don’t have. And at this point, I’d be really surprised if anyone was willing to give it to you. How are you gonna repopulate your plant without an exploded Optimus in the planet core or a working Allspark?!

(Such an eyebrow, Megatron receives.) So, who’s in charge of finding it?

“I was going to assemble a team of volunteers to search the quadrant of space it was jettisoned towards, but we have tried searching before. The Autobots hid it well. My- …the Optimus from my universe knows its location, and if I could get it from him, it would save countless vorns of wasting energon searching deep space.”

(Bee takes a deep breath.)

the-scrappy-stinger:

mighty-megatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

(Bee’s brow furrows, mirroring Megatron’s.) Really? Your Cybertron: city rebuilding plans, roads, doctors and apartments and slag… Their Cybertron: fuck them, they don’t matter? Good luck getting on their good side once the deed’s do-

And another thing! Who’s repopulating the planet? Do you guys have an Allspark? ~~Frag, I don’t know any universe with a working Allspark other than mine, and it’s broken into a bunch of little pieces!~~

His optics narrow, never moving from the sink.

“The Allspark was jettisoned into space during the war by the Autobots, to keep the heart of the planet out of Decepticon hands.”

Wait, I thought the heart of the planet was what Knock Out’s Optimus jumped into and blew himself up, and it made baby sparks happen. Is the Allspark a substitute for an Optimus blowing up?

… holy slag, your planet doesn’t NEED an Optimus to blow up to jumpstart it, does it?

If Bee had suddenly transformed into a giant triple-headed organic cow, Megatron could not have given him a stranger look.

“… Even if the Matrix is a part of it, I am in possession of one. Optimus is not necessary to… make baby sparks happen. The Allspark is.”

Everything was fitting together, the clock ticking nearer to their assault. There was nothing left to plan, and Megatron found himself looking farther ahead into the future. What would be the next course of action once they had finally won? When the dust settled, the Cybertronian race would hang on his every action, every word. It was an exhilarating thought.

But it was so easy to get lost in the big picture. The details needed attention. What would become of his chain of command? Where would they rebuild first? How would Autobot refugees be dealt with? And what of his promise to Soundwave? These and countless other questions spun in his helm, and he needed a quiet place to think.

Donning the tattered cloak he had used to hide his shape, Megatron ascended to the roof of the complex and sat with his back to a vent, looking out at his future reign.

shockwave-prime:

While Shockwave would have been greatly torn between his former lord and his current friend, staying with Soundwave was a far more rewarding and secure decision.

“Cybertron will remember me for what I am. If you want peace, it would be best to cut me out of the restoration.”

He simply wasn’t known for any of his advances in medicine. The CPP would be remembered as an interrogation tool. Shockwave was well aware of his reputation. He didn’t regret it in the slightest, but it would not help restore peace.

“However there is no reason why you cannot call on me should you need me.”

Cybertron will remember me for what I am.

It was something that Megatron found himself thinking about more and more often. It was all too clear how he would be remembered, but so long as he was victorious, it was something he felt he could handle. Still, he could understand Shockwave’s point. He lay a servo on the engineer’s shoulder pauldron for a brief moment.

“I will likely need to take you up on that. There is no parallel to what your mind and skill has afforded me over the years." The Decepticon leader took a few steps away, giving him space once more.

"I cannot extend the same to your… chosen company, but you would be welcomed back should the occasion arise.”