Little Megatron (TFP Little series)

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The Autobots watched the cons disappear and looked at each other slightly confused. Bulkhead smashed another one and looked at Smokescreen.

"Is it just me, or did it seem like they gave up too quickly?" He asked as he scanned the area.

"Ya... and where has Megatron been? I mean I don't mind his absence, but... it's just weird." Smokescreen muttered and walked to an offlined con.

"I say good riddance." Wheeljack  mumbled and pulled out his grenade then tossed it. Optimus watched them quietly and furrowed his optic ridges. He didn't say anything and walked to the mine.

"What's eating him?" Smokescreen asked as he followed with the others.

"He's probably concerned about Megatrons lack of action." Arcee muttered as she narrowed her optics. "It could only mean he's thinking of doing something far worse than we can imagine." She mumbled. They primed their cannons and prepared for an attack as they went through the mine.

After a few minutes they heard someone yelling angrily. Optimus stopped suddenly and held his servo out to stop the others. They listened quietly and furrowed their optic ridges. The voice was small and young. A sparkling?

They cautiously moved forward and turned the corner to the room. Optimus stopped at the doorway and he stared in surprise. The others stopped behind him. They were silent as they watched the sparkling tug at the shard of dark energon.

"Megatron?" Smokescreen asked with confusion and stared. The little warlord stopped suddenly and looked at them. He stared blankly for a few minutes then his optics widened.

"No! Nu it's min!" He yelled and tugged at it more. "Go away bwots!" He shouted and glared at them. Optimus hesitated then took a few steps towards him.

"Optimus wait." Arcee hissed. "It could be a trap and he could hurt us." She said seriously. He ignored her and stood by the sparkling.

Megatron panted heavily and realized how low his energon level was. He looked up at the tall Autobot leader and whimpered fearfully. He finally got the shard then ran to the corner of the room. He sat there and hugged his knee plates to his chest chassis. He watched them as he nibbled on the energon.

"Um.... isn't that bad for a sparklings systems?" Smokescreen asked as they quietly walked in and stood just by the opening. Optimus nodded absentmindedly and walked to him. He crouched down and watched the small sparkling.

"Nu!" He yelled and hugged the shard closer. "It's mine! You can’t have it!" He shouted and quickly consumed the shard. He glared at him then jumped to his peds.

"I'll de... def... dev....  de- ah!" He yelled in frustration and ran over to him. He started pounding on his chest plate with his little servos. Optimus just watched him quietly and stayed put. He had bent down far enough to examine the sparkling, and just stayed there.

"Opdiws! You awe my pwisonew!" He shouted and his hits started to slow. The Prime raised an optic ridge and glanced at the others. Megatron grabbed his servo and pulled as he grunted.

"Moove!" He said seriously as he glared and pouted. "I... hawe..." he trailed off and blinked tiredly as is energon level got lower. "I am... Lowd.... Megatwon...." he mumbled and sat down as he gripped the Prime's digits tightly. "You awe.... my... pwisonew...." he said as he flopped over on the ground. "Aftew.... nap..." he mumbled and slipped into recharge. The others just stared at him blankly then put their weapons away.

"Wow... did we just... defeat Megatron?" Smokescreen asked slightly confused.

"Technically he defeated himself." Arcee muttered and folded her arms. The team turned to leave but stopped when Optimus didn't move.