Megatron's twin

161: The Curtain Raids

"Oh damnit!" I exclaimed.

"What?" Both Optimus and Magnus asked.

"Megatron wants to know where I am." I explained.

"Be honest." Optimus advised. "Or we will get blamed for bringing you along."

"Yea. yea." I muttered. I'm in space.

Oh even better- narrow it down. Megatron demanded.

In space next to Optimus. I added.

What?

In space next to-

What are you doing on there- they brought you with them? And Megatron was getting pissed.

Nope, hid in the weapons vault- good thing I did too- they already lost the lil fuel tank-

Have them bring you back-

Nah. I snickered and broke of the connection, "Meg's fine with me being here, very happy that I saved your lives by fetching a non-compulsory piece of equipment." I said as Meg got even more angry through the spark bond.

"Okay?" Optimus asked and looked at Magnus, he shrugged. "Should we continue?"

"Would be a waste of fuel to fly all the way back-"

"Yes!" I fist pumped. Mission success!

"Seat strap." Magnus reminded and I buckled up.

"Can I choose the tunes?" I asked.

"No." Magnus and Optimus both said.

I scowled and decided to hold one of Oppy's digits. "How much longer?" I asked.

"A while." Optimus said.

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Five minutes later

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"Are we there yet?" I asked.

"No." Magnus said.

"And now?" I asked.

"How did you manage to go and whole hour without making a peep and now-" Optimus started.

"Now I know I won't be sent back to the Nemesis and require entertainment." I said. "Oh!" I started and pulled out "Orion's Diary"!

"No-"

"Oh hush." I said and flipped through.

"What is that?" Magnus asked.

"Orion's Diary." I said and skimmed through one of his earlier entries, "'I saw a guy that looked like Megatron but he was defiantly high on crack'- Huh?" I asked as I read on, Optimus leaned over to check.

"Hmm? I think I was walking through the slums- Was that you?" Optimus asked and snatched the datapad out of my servos.

"Er? I dunno- I never took any 'crack'." I muttered.

"You looked sick." Optimus added and I looked at the date of his entry.

Ah, I was barely a Mech. "Yea, I left Amora's housing unit and I didn't have any shanix to afford a unit till awhile later-"

"You were a gutter mech?" Magnus asked.

"I was a high gutter mech." I corrected.

"Looked like it." Optimus muttered.

"Hey! This was a all time low in my life and you making jabs-" I started, These guys are such afts. I told Egg. She ignored me.

"Sorry." Optimus mumbled and squeezed my servo. "Erm What substances were you consuming-"

"Low quality, cheap ones." I grumbled. "Tasted awful." I added.

"How did you get out of it?" Optimus asked.

"Started stealing stuff and selling it- but then I got caught-"

"I think you made the news once." Magnus started, "I worked in a militant/police department." He added. "'Common thief complains convenience store isn't convenient.'" He quoted. "Something like that."

"Yea, well, I got caught, got released with a warning. Then I started taming stray Cybercats- taming them, and selling them." I added.

"Did you ever have a black one with blue and golden tips?" Optimus asked.

"Lil Georgie?" I asked, "You know him? He ended up escaping- or someone stole him." I muttered as Optimus looked somewhat guilty. "Did you-"

"I though he was a stray!"

"He was a stray!"

"No harm no fowl-"

"Very much harm! Very much fowl!" I argued and slapped the armrest, "What happened to him?"

"Hrmmm, well.." Optimus started, "I wasn't allowed pets so I hid him in my berthroom- Alpha Trion found him soon enough, had him put down-"

"PuT DoWN?!" I shrieked.

"I was upset too!" Optimus argued, "But he was sick, frothing from his intake, a couple days after I found him-"

"Stole him." I corrected.

"When Alpha Trion found him he took Floof to a vet-"

"Floof?" I asked.

"It is what I called him- He was rabid, highly infectious." Optimus explained. "He could have infected us at any time and we could have offlined." Optimus finished.

I huffed.

"Sooo" Magnus started. "After you sold the cats?" He asked, wanting me to continue with my life story- I could write a biography!

"Oh, well, selling them didn't go to well so I went back crime- Organized crime this time." I added.

"Organized crime, even better." Optimus mumbled sarcastically.

"I trained the cats to steal stuff in the night- sneak into penthouses and steal shiny stuff- that worked well-"

"The Curtain Raids?" Ultra Magnus started, "A few years before the war? That was you?" He asked.

"Erm?" I asked while Optimus buried his helm in his servos, "I made a couple thousand with the cats, bought a unit-"

"You were responsible for the Curtain raids?" Magnus asked, utterly appalled.

"What's the-" I started.

"A series of burglaries resulting in missing property- vandalized furniture-"

"Cat's must have gotten carried away." I mumbled.

"Mainly vandalized curtains, hence the name." Optimus continued, "Raids were targeted on the rich/Higher castes and resulted in at least-"

"150,000 Shanix worth of property damage and stolen property worth 14.5 Million shanix." Ultra Magnus finished.

"14.5 Million shanix! The Pawnbroker ripped me off!" I exclaimed.

"You made headlines in the new for 3 months straight and didn't realize?" Optimus asked.

"No."

"You founded a mastermind organisation that evaded the best of the best- I was on the case!-" Magnus started.

"Mate, all I did was sit on my aft all day and give the cats some energon goodies and pets when the returned with something shiny." I explained.

They took a minute of silence to process that. "We filed all the raids details under 'Decepticon movements'." Ultra Magnus said.

"I asked Megatron if he was responsible for them- he said no- I was convinced he lied throughout the entire war." Optimus added.

"Oops." I mumbled.

"'Oops'. That's all you have to say for yourself!" Ultra Magnus shrieked as he slumped into his chair.

"Not too happy about being out smarted by a bunch of cats?" I teased.