Transformers Prime Imagines Book 2

Daylight Part 2 (Megatron X Optimus)

A/N: I am back after a month of crazy crap happening! TLDR had a minor wisdom tooth surgery (they fucking sawed my tooth into half, eurghh) and lots of crazy ass shit so yea the author curse is real *sobs*

Anyways, this is a continuation for my friend 

before I dive into the 200k which should probably be a mix of the 13th Primes and Op x reader, seeing that these two are the ones that y'all are in favor with~! (again, i hope i can make it on time huhu T^T )

Edit: I wrote this halfway only to be back a few weeks later, so uh...im very very sorry, and a happy lunar new year to my fellow friends <3

PS: I made Titanos up. Idk if it exists, but now it does :D

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Megatron and Optimus arrived at Titanos, Iacon's finest aerial base. When it comes to his loved ones, our darling gladiator would never stinge on luxury and comfortability. Besides, if you think about it, either way whatever they are committing right now is most definitely against the law. If they are to steal something, might as well get the best, no?

At least, that's Megatron's reasoning for smuggling a not-dead Orion into one of the most guarded facilities in their world.

"Woah..." Orion made a twirl, taking in the large building before him. His moment was short-lived as a pair of strong servos pulled him to the side, narrowly missing the gazes of the guards on duty.

"W-What's wrong? Why are we hiding?" Tilting his helm to one side, the mech innocently questioned his best friend.

"We are...uhm...Well, this place...I believe it's not open for the community. So, I'm...well, uhm..."

...Without a doubt, Megatron realized how shit his plans was.

Actually, scratch that.

He never had a plan to begin with. The silver mech was so used to having whatever in his disposal, and he's left with nothing but a clueless Orion with him.

Not that he was complaining, but oh how he wished the circumstances could be different.

"So...how do we get in?" Orion asked, his audial receptors twitching in excitement. "You're surprising me, aren't you? I bet you are doing this to make our trip more exciting! You always knew how to make me happy, Megatronus!"

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Thank you, Primus, for making our dear Orion a little dumb space rabbit!

"Right...yes, yes. What you said." Megatron flashed a lop-sided smile. "So, here's the plan. See those guards there? Let's NOT get caught by them...and you'll get to pick ANY ship you want. Okay?"

"REALLY!?"

"SHHHH!!"

Cupping the ecstatic mech's dermas, Megatron scanned his surrounding in a panic, hoping that the stupid watchers had not caught onto his partner's little antics.

Thankfully, they had not.

"Keep. It. Down. Orion, I really do care for you, but you have to work with me." Megatron practically pleaded his best friend, to which the smaller one giggled in reply.

"I will try?"

"Good, because if we get caught...well, we're royally fragged."

Sucking in another deep breath, the ex-gladiator steeled his nerves. He gave a nod to Orion, grabbed his servos, and darted all the way to the backside of the building. The no-longer Prime obediently tagged along, allowing his best friend to pull and tug onto him as they weaved through the maze inside without getting caught. Perhaps Solus's blessed them with some charm, these two lost souls finally found an elevator that leads to the main hangar of the ship.