Megatron's twin

197: A Moral Epiphany

Ratchet somehow stopped the bleeding in minutes while he grumbled about his interrupted recharge cycle.

"So did someone need a medic-" Knockout started smugly as he walked in with Smoke. Breakdown peeked in but decided to stay outside thanks to how crowded it was.

"I'm alive!" I cheered.

"Yay." Megatron said, his voice so bland it could have passed for sarcasm.

"Tsk." Knockout started, eyeing my frame.

"It'll buff right out-" I started.

"No it won't." Ratchet grumbled as he cleaned his equipment for a third time.

"Just a ray of sunshine aren't-" I started.

"Ep!" Ratchet started.

"What?" I asked.

"Don't call me that-"

"Call you what?" I asked.

"What's up sunshine-" Knockout started with a smirk, Ratchet growled at him but Optimus and Megatron started bickering again. A little quieter this time.

"Where-" Optimus whispered at him.

"I'm not telling-"

"It's an invasion of privacy!"

"It's comedy." Megatron argued back, probably about the diary. "And you're fine with him having it-" He started, gesturing to me.

"He's witnessed worse first-hand-" Optimus started. Yea, like spiking my aft-

"Like what?" Megatron asked Optimus and then looked at me.

I nodded awkwardly, torn whether I should spill the tea or not... "I got a pole stuck up my aft." I blurted out randomly.

They just started at me.

"You're free to leave." Ratchet said, that was fast.

"Noo-" Knockout started and got out the makeup. "That's just messy patchwork, watch and learn."

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I was stuck there for another eternity. An eternity that consisted of ten minutes. "Are you done yet?" I asked, the others had left, leaving me with a very quiet and concentrated Knockout.

"Yea yea, just finishing the detailing." He said as a got a text from Optimus.

"Do you know where he hid his copy?" He texted.

"Ok." I told Knockout. Hey. I started, getting Meg's attention.

Hmm?

Where did you leave your copy? I asked him, trying to sound curious and not at all spy like.

It's on my person and not leaving anytime soon. He said rather smugly, He's still looking.

And you're trailing him around like a dog? I snorted back.

No, just entertaining his curiosity. He paraphrased.

"I asked, it's on his person." I texted Optimus.

Now he's just staring at me- you didn't tell him did you? Megatron started.

He asked!

Spoil sport. He mumbled back at me.

Oh don't make me the bad guy-

I don't even need to- He argued.

"What's with the expressions?" Knockout asked as he packed away his tools.

"Bit of internal communication." I answered back.

"Ah I see, well I'm done anyway." He said and I had a good look at myself. Good as new! Or not new, just newer?

Oh goodie, now he wants to give Arcee and Airachnid a lecture. Megatron told me.

Have fun. I got up and thanked Knockout before leaving. Now where did I leave the chickens, my life is going stale without them. I ended up looking for them for a good five minutes before I heard talking.

Mainly Optimus, with small protests from others. I peaked around the corner, to find his back facing me, and Arcee whom was not enjoying the lecture. Megatron was leaning against the wall, rather smug, but bored.

"Let's just say she overreacted." He started, wanting the conversation to end as he spotted me.

"You'd know all about that wouldn't you." Optimus shot back rather fowl.

"Hmm?"

"'Overreacting', you've practically specialised in it."

"Oh as if-"

"Oh look Orion's a Prime! That's got to be a well thought out plot to overthrow me and seize power." Optimus shot back, mimicking Megatron tone rather sassily while Arcee seemed to be relieved that his anger/disappointment was no longer directed at her.

Megatron just scowled.

"I can't have that so I'll start a war, commit a couple of genocides, poison the planet-" Optimus continued.

"That's not-"

"Have a giggle about it-" Optimus continued while Arcee slid away. "Might as well call the war Megatron's emotional roll-a-coaster-"

Help me, I don't like this. Megatron started, giving me a side eye.

Why not? I snickered as Optimus carried on, his tone getting higher and more ridiculous.

He's unusually informal- He started.

"Oh and let's not forget that one time I hid your datapad as a joke, and you threatened to kill me." Optimus added quickly.

"How do you remember that- That datapad had valuable information." Megatron slid in while Optimus caught his venting.

"Lets all just calm down-" I started as I walking.

"Oh great timing." Optimus started, not sarcastic at all. "When he's happy-" He indicated at me, "You're the blimmin thought police and lock him in a cell.

"More complicated than that-" Megatron protested.

"Exactly!" I started, I liked where this was heading. Megatron shot me a look. "But are you feeling okay?" I asked Optimus.

"Mildly angry, but I'm not going to start a war over it-" He said, warming up to get back to Megatron.

"Why don't we take a stroll, maybe to Ratchet." I whispered, blocking his view from Megatron.

"Why?" He asked.

"So he can take care of a second crazy mech." Megatron mouthed off.

"Excuse me-" Optimus started.

"No no- I'm just saying you seem a little off today." I added, "Shut up-" I snapped at Megatron as he opened his intake. "Soo..." I gestured down the hall.

Optimus was hesitant, probably wanting to yell at Megatron some more.

"It's either that or I'll go drink some high grade to deal with boredom." I added.

"Fine." He grumbled and headed off. Megatron let off a small sigh of relief as he left.

"Why so gloomily?" I asked.

"He's been in my wires the entire time-"

"Physically or..." I started.

Optimus huffed, "Emotionally." He said and we walked in silence for the rest of the stroll. "Isn't Ratchet recharging?" he asked as we arrived at his door.

"He'll be awake enough by now." I muttered.

"Still rude." Optimus muttered, seeming to have calmed down.

Then the door opened, revealing Ratchet. "And we didn't even have to knock." I said.

"Thin walls." Ratchet grumbled.