Megatron's twin

106: News

Breakdown ended up recharging in a corner and the others left. Then we all woke up 'cause Meg walked in.

"Morning." Breakdown mumbled as Meg nodded him at the door. "Oh." He said disappointed and left.

"What do you want?" I groaned into my berth, barely aware that all the chickens were sleeping on my backstruts, was rather warm actually.

"Checking in."

"I'm fine."

"Physically perhaps." He said and leaned against a wall, staring me down.

"My mental health does not concern you." I muttered and I rolled over, leaving the chickens to scramble away.

"It does when your emotions make me want to rip my spark out." He grumbled.

"You felt that huh?"

"Yup."

"Did you feel bad for yourself or for me."

"Both." He admitted, "So... What's going on? It can't be that you died, you're fine with that."

"Yea..." And that's when it hit me, "I DIED!"

"Oh Primus."

"I DIED! And if I didn't wake up I wouldn't have seen any one of you!" I shrieked as more lubricant pricked my optics.

"Yes-"

I broke down in a howl of sobs, which it took ten whole minutes of Megatron's hugs to calm me down.

"Better?"

"I'm OK." I sniffled, frankly I was traumatized, I had no idea his hugs were that good.

"Ok, but why were you so miserable?" Meg pressed on.

"Like I said, it does not concern you." I sulked as I stroked Egg.

"And I gave you a reason as to why it does." Meg crossed his arms.

"Then maybe I don't want to tell you." I crossed my arms, "And I'm going to go for a fly later."

Megatron looked appalled at such a statement but merely let out a sigh before he left.

Then I realized that during my mental breakdown, Optimus had left me another voicemail. "Wanna go now?" I asked the chickens, the little ones nodded eagerly and jumped in, but Egg stayed. "What?"

Wanna wait until your Optics are less puffy? She asked. And so we waited for another five minutes.

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The flight over to the base was smooth but I was almost shot out of the sky thanks to some humans. Must've thought I was an enemy aircraft, idiots, I visit so much!

Well, I haven't visited for the last three days. I landed outside the hangar and peeked in. Alphy was there and Ratchet and Optimus were at a console.

"Sup." I greeted as I let out the chickens.

Optimus looked like his soul had just jumped out his frame.

"Sup?" Ratchet asked and shook his helm, unfazed by my appearance.

"Chicks!" Trion grinned as the waddled over to him, as fast as there tiny legs could carry them.

"Where's everyone else?" I asked as I walked in.

"With the humans or on patrol." Ratchet said and turned back to a monitor.

"Why didn't you answer my calls?" Optimus said rather hurt.

"I had a spark failure and was sleeping for two days then recovering for the next." I shrugged, "Ratchet-" I started, first things first.

"What?" He asked full of venom.

"I have some hypothetical questions for you." I said and he raised a ridge.

"Why me?"

"You're a medic."

"You have a medic on your own ship." He argued.

"I question his competence."

Ratchet glared at me, "Fine."

"Okay, so, hypothetically." I started, "If I were sparked, you know, with my spark condition, how would that go?"

"Badly." Ratchet said as Op cast a suspicious glance.

"Don't be so insensitive." Alphy said, listening in.

"Okay, but what would happen?"

"Sparklings need to be nurtured off a spark, and your spark is rubbish. So most likely, the sparkling and you would offline." He shrugged.

"And when would you say I offline?"

"Sparklings suck out the most energy just before the three month mark, so if not before that, that's when you would die." Ratchet said, growing bored, while Optimus was glaring as me.

"And, hypothetically, if I died for ten seconds, how would that affect a sparkling?"

"Ten seconds would not be long enough to kill the sparkling." Ratchet stated and blinked, "These are oddly specific for hypothetical questions."

"Oh right." Well, might as well. "They're not hypothetical."

Optimus blinked.

"You died for ten seconds!?" Ratchet yelped.

"Only because the leach made me have a spark failure!" I argued as Op stood shock still. "It's why I couldn't call back." I added to Optimus who seemed to have gone brain dead.

"AnD You're SparKeD?!" Ratchet said, his voice quivering.

I glanced at Optimus, "Yup." I said as the chickens began to giggle.

Ratchet let out a long sigh, lasting about ten seconds, "With who?"

I pointed at Optimus.

"I-" Op's voice hitched in his vocalizer as Ratchet glared at him.

"Tsk." Trion said as he walked over, "I thought I taught you better."

"I didn't-" He started.

"Use protection? Clearly." Trion crossed his arms as I let out a snicker.

"You fragged?" Ratchet asked.

"How else would I get sparked." I snorted, using humour to cover my panic.

"When?"

"Seven weeks ago?" I shrugged, "That's how old the leach is." I explained as Alphy continued to fuss with Optimus. "And when we started courting." I added, why not.

"You're courting!?" Ratchet turned to Optimus, "Why didn't you tell us?"

"How was I supposed to!? How can I casually work that into a conversation!?" He argued, his usually low, sexy voice, getting higher with every word.

"No idea, how about, you could have just told us." Alphy suggested.

"He just did that." Optimus gestured to me, panicking.

"Clearly." Trion said as Ratchet dragged me into the medbay.

"Lie down." He said coldly, "Idiot." He muttered.

"I heard that."

"Not you." He said and cast a glance at the other guy. "So what did Knockout say?"

"Oh he doesn't know who I fragged, only Breakdown. And only those two know I'm sparked." I explained.

"I meant, what did he say about the sparkling?" He asked as he hovered a scanner over me.

Then I started a very long explanation which the other two listened in on.