Megatron's twin

96: Little talks

You know what?

What?

Imma call Optimus. I said and dialled him up. He picked up, "Hey." I greeted.

"Hi."

"How'd the raid go?"

"We got a fair bit." He said with a grunt.

"Cool, hope it was worth it."

"Is something he matter?"

"I want some high grade as a reward." I instantly demanded.

"No, it's not good for you." Optimus declined, "Are you flying over?" He asked.

"Nope, can't, I'm in a cell."

"Why?!" Optimus sounded worried, worried enough to call together a rescue.

"My berthroom has cameras." I explained as I twiddled some glow sticks in my digits.

"You're not hurt?" He asked concerned.

"Nope."

"Oh, that's fine then."

"Pardon? I'm going to starve of boredom!" I yelped before my tanks seemed to turn over, "Ah frag."

"Huh?"

"I don't get high grade. I keep having to purge!" I complained as I leaned forward to a corner.

"If you have to purge, mute your com-"

He was too late, I had already begun.

"Argh." Optimus seemed to recoil.

Then I started dry heaving.

"You're faking this." He accused.

"Blah." I groaned and sat up, "Oh that's disgusting." Then the door made some sounds. "I think someone's there, bye." I said and hung up.

The door swung open and Breakdown stood in the entrance, he eyed the corner. "Are you alright?"

"Yup, just tired." I said and got up to my peds.

"Yea, look, I walked past and I hear, blah, blah, blah. You need to go to the medbay." He suggested.

"Yea, yea sure. For my face plate?" I asked and felt over the tiniest of cracks. It's almost good as new!

"Sure." Breakdown muttered, "Why were you in the cell anyway?"

"'Letting Autobots escape.'" I added quotation marks with my digits.

"Which ones?"

"Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus. You should have seen Magnus! He took a hit to his vocals and spoke in rhymes!"

Breakdown snorted, "If you weren't Megatron's brother, you would be long dead."

"Or an Autobot." I suggested.

"That can be counted as treason." He pointed out as we walked down the halls.

"Won't you get in trouble for letting me out?" I asked.

He shrugged, "Knockout wants to check on you. You know, that whole Mech endeavour." Breakdown shrugged, "How's you non-existent love life going?" Breakdown asked, remembering our last talk.

"What do you mean 'non-existent'?" I asked.

"Well, it was only four weeks ago since our 'therapy' talk." Breakdown shrugged. "You can't have gotten up to much."

"Eh." Well, he doesn't know me that well. "Little less than four weeks ago, we started courting." I said lowly.

"Cool." Breakdown blinked, "Wait- What?!?" He span quickly.

"Don't tell Megatron." I told him, "There are no cameras in this hallway, Soundwave wouldn't know." I paused.

"You're courting the Autobot leader?" Breakdown asked lowly.

"That's what I just said." I pointed out.

"Well, I'm glad you can trust me with this." He mumbled. "Wait how?" He asked and stopped.

"We both had high grade, he has a really low tolerance." I explained as I stopped with him.

"So you just, I dunno, confessed feelings?"

"After we fragged, yes."

"You fragged?"

"We had high grade." I blinked, "I probably should not be sharing this."

"Your life is like a roller coaster." Breakdown said as we started walking, "Got a bunch of ups and downs but the downs are fun."

"That's the best description I ever heard." I stated, "Hey, I never asked about your life." I said, sometimes I feel like a narcissist.

"True, I think."

"So, what did you do before the war?"

"I assisted Knockout with his trade."

"What was his trade?"

"Organ dealing."

"That's illegal." I pointed out as we arrived at the medbay.

"Yes." Breakdown agreed as we went in. "But we got a lot of organs, we worked at the gladiatorial pits." He explained, "We'll have to wait for Knockout, or do you want me to examine you?"

"You're fine."

"What did you do?" Breakdown asked as he got a little torch.

"Oh, I was in a middle caste, so I could pursue education. Never had a job."

"What did you study?" He asked as he carefully traced over the remaining cracks on my faceplate.

"Metal and space science, wanted to travel, start a new life." I explained, "Never thought I'd end up here." I paused. "When did welding my faceplate count as an examination?"

He shrugged, "My definitions vary."

At that moment my spark gave a ping of pain. "Ow."

"Sorry." Breakdown apologized.

"Not you, my spark." I explained as the pain increased.

"Does it normally act up?"

"Normally it only acts up if I'm in stress or hyped up." I said as I got my flask of magical medicine. "Now I'm neither." I stated, my flask was empty. "Do you have any more of this?" I asked.

Breakdown looked at it, "The flask?- Oh, the 'Sparky stuff.'" He said and moved to a cabinet.

"'Sparky stuff?'" I asked.

"It's what Knockout calls it, he made some more a while ago." He shrugged, "This is a mess." He mumbled.

"Can you hurry?" I asked as I clutched my spark in hopes to dampen the pain. It didn't work.

"Um..." Breakdown took out a energy prod and glanced over to me, then he stabbed me with it, sending bolts of electricity through me.

After the initial shock faded I felt great. "How did you know that would work?" I asked as I got up from the floor.

"I didn't. But your spark is weak so it may of needed a energy boost?" He shrugged, confused. "Anyway, I found the sparky stuff." He said and handed it to me.

"Thanks." I said and tucked it into my subspace.