Megatron's twin

181: When Life Gives You Lemonade, make Lemons.

The chicks were once again role playing based on the story they just heard and Optimus had joined in.

The stories just keep getting worse. Egg started and squawked aswell.

"Excuse me?!" Optimus started, really angry.

Better! I meant to say better! Egg said through the spark bond and squawked back at him aswell.

"Hmpf!" Optimus started, "Noooo, I'm Orion the spy!" He argued with the chicks. "You can be the sidekick-"

"SQUAK!"

"Then I'm not playing!" Optimus huffed and sat at my ped, his arms crossed and chin high. He sat there for 5 seconds before realizing the chicks didn't give two shits. Then he just sulked and watched the chicks play, probably planning a sabotage of some sort to spoil their fun.

"I need to go-" Optimus started but was cut of by Egg's squawks. "I'm not going in a bin!"

"Would be safer." I grumbled.

"Excuse me-"

"Wanna walk there yourself?" I asked.

"They'll see me."

"What, like they don't already know what happened? Bee can't really keep secrets-" I argued.

"Fine." Optimus grumbled and walked to the door, but it didn't open, "Quilly-" He started and I opened it for him. I followed him out while Egg decided to stay. "Everything looks weird from down here." He commented.

"I suppose that's how Starscream feels when he takes off his heels." I snorted and Optimus nodded in agreement.

Then we walked, a couple vehicons stared but adverted their gaze after I glared at them. I don't need the little guy to feel self conscious after all. Who am I kidding, the way he was just gazing forward made him look like the definition of self conscious.

Once we made it to the washracks he went straight for the smallest cubicle. "Maybe try the standing one?" I suggested

"Huh?"

"The standing one."

"There's a standing one? Where?" He asked and I pointed at the wall with a small dip in the floor next to it to drain the whizz. "Ah." Then he looked at me in anticipation.

"What?" I asked.

"Turn around." He grumbled and I did so.

"You know how they work right? Aim at the wall-"

"Yes! Oh my Primus." He groaned.

"I won't blame you if you miss though." I went on, "It's bloody hard to hit when you're drunk." I added lowly and listened to him whizz once again. I counted twelve seconds. Thirteen.

"Done." Optimus started and wondered over to me and pointed at the sink. I helped him up, "Thanks."

Then one of the cubicles opened and Dreadwing walked out, was he just listening? He blinked when he saw Optimus, who was now very uncomfortable, and then tried not to stare.

"Sup-"

"When did, ermm?" He started and washed his servos. "Congra-"

Optimus cut him off with a scoff and did the biggest optic roll I had ever seen. "Sassy much." I commented and he flicked his audials back like a angry horse.

"How old is it?" Dreadwing asked, slightly scared.

I let out a gasp, "I don't even know how old you are!" I started as Optimus climbed down from the sink, "Or your favourite colour!"

"It is blue and I lost track somewhere in the fifties." Optimus explained and headed for the door, he went around the bend. I didn't want to let him out of my sight so I followed.

"Um..." Dreadwing started, "Shockwave was looking for Op-"

"Ohhhhhhh. Optimus!" I called and Optimus back tracked a bit. "Shockwave was looking for you."

"What?" Dreadwing started.

"Science went bad... Or good- I don't mind."

"I can get turned back?" Optimus asked.

"Maybe." I said and we headed out, leaving a confused Dreadwing, "Let's go to the lab." I started.

"Way ahead of you." Optimus said although he was behind me, his little legs struggling to keep up with my strides.

Then there was Jazz... And a Wheeljack.

"Oh Primus! Look at the little guy." Jazz started and skipped up to Optimus, getting lower in the process and making Jazz hands.

"Hmm?" Wheeljack started then eyed the thing.

"What a big bot you are!" Jazz started playfully and picked up Optimus and swung him around. Optimus held a murderous expression. "Aren' you? Can you say Jazz? J-j-j-AAAA-" Jazz started and Wheeljack flicked Optimus' audial. "-ZZZZ."

"Jazz." Optimus started while I watched a camera pan over at the scene.

"Oh my! Did you 'ere that! What a smart lil bugger you are-"

"Can you say Wheeljack too little muffin-" Wheeljack started.

"Come on bud, you can do it!" Jazz cheered on.

"Put me down." Optimus hissed, his audials pointing back.

"Ohhh, you wanna play a game?" Jazz cooed as he put him down, Wheeljack patting him on the helm.

"Most certainly not!" Optimus grumbled and walked over to me for protection.

"Um?"

"Science turned Optimus into a sparkling." I explained.

They both looked at Optimus.

"Hah!" Wheeljack started.

"Oh Primus, I didn' know!" Jazz started, throwing up his servos in surrender.

"Ha ha!" Wheeljack wheezed.

"I swear- Shuddit Wheeljack-" Jazz hissed and slapped him, "Oh, excuse us-" He said and led the still laughing Wheeljack around the corner.

"Quickly." Optimus started and bolted away.

"We can escape!" I added and followed him. At our new pace we reached Shockwave's lab soon enough.

Of course Ratchet was there, but Optimus ignored him and made a beeline towards Shockwave.

"Hello?" I asked as Ratchet went through cabinets.

"Hello?" Ratchet started and looked up, "Sparkling?"

"Can you turn me back?" Optimus asked Shockwave, who had no idea he was even there.

"Hurk!" He started in surprise and looked down, "Yes." He started, suddenly very composed.

"What?" Ratchet asked.

"Science turned Optimus into a sparkling." I explained and picked up Optimus so I could put him on a table.

"What?" Ratchet blinked, "That's Optimus?"

"Yea." I said and patted the little guy on his helm.