Beautiful Tragedy [ON HOLD]

Tempering Patience

Life at Kaon palace was somewhat better when you had others to talk to when you were berthridden for a few days. Optimus rubbed his sore healed wounds that had been neatly welded shut by Ratchet as light as a breeze, remembering all too well that if the wounds went deeper he would have been offline that night. It was awful merely to think about it.

After he was brought into the massive slave berth chamber to rest and recover, he really did not all that much to do except watch the activity of the other Autobots around him. Surprisingly, he had become pretty popular from his actions at the Decepticon party and from time to time the slaves going to their daily tasks passed by him to praise him for his bravery and to scorn Starscream for his cruel unjust punishment that left to recover so. Even the little Autobot sparklings and several mechlings did as the older mechs as well.

Other than that however, things were rather dull and boring not being allowed to get up and do much of anything. The semi had once tried to get up and maybe take a small walk around the slave chamber to ease the aching tedium of doing nothing all day but a highly irritated Autobot slave medic armed with a thick hard wrench that was not afraid to use it toward his helm stopped that behavior very quickly.

Despite being poor in terms of berthside manners, the truck robot noticed that the old doctor seemed to have an unusual fatherly relationship with many of the Autobots he knew fairly well now, most especially the two Autobot servants, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, that appeared at just the right moment to stop the High Priest, Starscream from offlining him. The twins themselves both arrived every once in a while just irk the old servant around for a while until his temper lashed out and ended chasing them away.

The pair also visited Optimus a bit to tell him various different rumors that had been spreading around Kaon palace as well as sneaking in a bit of animech beef, red energon wine and hardened energon cake slices they managed to swipe from the high-class Decepticons upstairs much to Ratchet's displeasure who didn't want his patient to get spoiled or to have them both punished for stealing them in the first place.

Bumblebee often hung around with Sideswipe and Sunstreaker who unsurprisingly became fast friends with the twins as he seemed to a lot in common with his fellow mechlings but always visited the large berthridden slave before going about his daily duties for the day. The red and blue mech often apologized for having him do his work for him due to being injured with the younger robot constantly replying back that it was not his fault that he had to wait and heal, but it was Starscream's.

Even though Optimus wanted to hate the bitter lithe Decepticon for his despicable actions that night, his better judgement told him the High Priest wasn't even worth the time to loathe even more. Honestly he disliked the Pharaoh more than he did the seeker for reasons he didn't know. He kept asking himself, why in Primus' great graces did he obey his request to go to that damnable Decepticon celebration. It was not a command but a request, meaning he had the rare option to refuse and Primus help him, he wanted to... so why did he do it anyway? The truck felt he would never get the answers and if he ever did get them, he felt he would most likely wish he didn't.

When Megatron woke up in the early light of dawn that fell onto his face from the purple curtains of the crushed jade windows being parted open by personal Autobot servants doing their daily tasks for him, he felt refreshed and almost satisfied from the night before. It was such a lovely little show the Autobot that he put on. It had been plaguing his mind and still was slightly. However, he did not know if what little chance he had to break through the stubborn emotional barrier the mech put up around himself was ruined. He hoped, prayed that last night did not destroy his favorite Autobot slave's possible growing cooperation with him completely from seeing the violent reaction he had when he slapped one of his Four Generals across the face then storm out in a huff.