Megatron's twin

116: "Drinkssss on the Housssssse!"

A/N: Whoops! I accidently wrote another Transformer fanfiction, check it out if you feel like it.

Anyway, for this chapter: I am so sorry.

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Meg and I made our way back to the Nemesis in heightened spirits, we flew into Predaking on the way there, he seemed cheery.

"What's wrong with you!?" Meg asked in shock as Pred licked him mid air, letting out a purr.

"Maybe he's happy." I suggested.

"Maybe he's drunk." Meg snorted and bumped into me, it was getting darker. "Stop licking!" He shrieked as Predaking attempted for round two.

"Argh. I can't see scrap." I said as Predaking's wing swatted me like a fly. He breathed some fire for light as Meg called for a bridge, we all flew through and absolutely pummelled poor Soundwave.

"Sorry." Pred said, sounding way to happy to be sorry and scrambled off while Meg, Soundwave and I tried to untangle ourselves.

Dreadwing watched awkwardly.

Once they all got off me, I drunk some of my sparky stuff, still on the floor.

"You good?" Soundwave asked.

I pointed at my pounding spark as I got up.

"Walk it off." Meg said and disappeared to who knows where.

I decided to head for my berthroom and get some recharge.

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The very next day... At 2 in the morning.

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For some reason Meg was on the floor next to my berth, the chicks were staring at him.

"You good?" I asked and poked his faceplate.

He stared at me with wide glassy optics.

"Are you drunk?" I asked in disbelief and sat up.

"Whaaaat?" Meg slurred, "You think-" He raised a digit, "That I hoard Nightmare fueeel and don't drink it?" He asked sarcastically.

"Okay, but why are you drunk?" I asked.

"Cause I drunk-"

"No, why did you drink?" I asked, normally bots drink either for fun or cause they have problems, for me? Both.

"Oh!" He giggled then frowned, "Soundwave looked at me funny." He said sadly.

"How can you tell?" I asked as Egg popped out.

"It's..." He slapped his servo onto his faceplate and yelped some gibberish.

Where's your datapad? I need to record this! Egg said.

I nodded to some shelves. "So, what would you do if I fragged someone?" I asked.

"Meh." Meg shrugged, his processing speed was slowed dramatically. "Ask when?" He tried, as if there was a correct or wrong answer.

"Why not who?" I asked.

"Cause..." He blew a raspberry, "Last time you fragged someone was probably in your youth." He said with great difficulty, "Who'd want to frag an old mech?" He asked pointing at me.

"You're my age." I reminded.

"But Soundwave still-" He bit his glossa.

Blackmaaaaaiil! Egg cheered.

"Lets say, it was recent." I continued.

"Asssssk who." He slurred.

"And what then?"

He slapped my ped, "Have a go at 'em!"

"Beat them up?"

"Nah, you give what you get." He snorted.

"And if it were an Autobot?" I asked frankly disgusted by that image.

"Have a go at 'em!" He repeated.

"They wouldn't allow it." I noted.

"So?" Meg asked, confused.

I slapped him.

"Drinks on the hooouuuusssseee!" He said and fainted.

Egg and I exchanged glances before launching into a fit of giggles.

And I got it on camera! Egg laughed as I hauled Megs beside my berth.

"He's cute when he sleeps." I said and poked his faceplate. His glossa flopped out.

The chickens all ended up recharging on him.

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I jumped up in freight due to the hefty shock my spark let off, thereby stepping on Megatron and falling over.

The hell was that? Egg asked as she flopped off Megatron.

"Argh." Meg groaned as I began to froth from my intake.

"I'm fine." I choked out as I lay on my back, choking on spit.

"Great." Meg said and rolled over, brushing the chicks off.

Did you get rabies over night? Egg asked.

Just stab the prod into me! I yelped and nodded to the corner where it lay.

Egg did so, whacking Megs on the way over. She stabbed me.

"ARGK!" I screeched and sat up with a yelp, "Thanks." I huffed and leaned against a wall.

Megs looked ill. "How'd I get here?" He asked and tried to sit up, "I can't move my leg." He noted.

"Don't worry, you're still a living Leg-end." I joked.

He glared at me.

"Some bots don't like leg puns." I pointed at Meg, "They just can't stand them."

"Shut up."

"Well, you are a jet, maybe you have a bit of jet leg." I said.

He glared at me.

"You know, jet lag- jet leg." I tried.

He tried to slap me.

"I have leg problems too sometimes, I guess this is a joint issue." I said as Egg was melting away with embarrassment.

Megs hopped out my berthroom in desperation.

"Wanna visit you know who today?" I asked.

On one condition.

"What's that?"

No more puns.

"Ok."

Thank you for your Punderstanding. Egg said and grinned.

"Love you." I said and pored them all some energon, "Drink up."

Then Predaking strolled in, "Wanna come with to the others?" He asked.

"Autobots?" I asked.

"No the over two."

"Maybe later." I said, "How'd it go Yesterday?" I asked.

"Good, they're fast learners."

"So you could say they are talon-ted." I said.

He blinked and frowned deeply, "I'm glad you're not coming." He said and turned to leave.

"Oh, you're such a drag." I told the dragon as he left.

This is gonna be a long day. Egg noted.

"How so?" I asked.

Your puns are unbearable. She said.

I shrugged, "Being miserable is a choice." I said as the chickens finished. I opened my subspace and made my way to the hangar before flying off.