Sorry Not Sorry [Transformers, RID15]

Sorry Not Sorry

Like it says, I apologize . . . but also NAH. 

This was a plot bunny which took me hostage and wouldn't let me go until I typed it out - so, here ya go! I wish RID15 had gone this route, but oh well. I had to watch the first episode for this and I was a little apprehensive, but honestly it wasn't that bad; it was actually kinda funny. I know the series itself isn't what Prime used to be and it only gets worse from there, but the first episode cracked me up pretty good. Hope you guys like it, and enjoy!

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After joining the police force, Bumblebee had resigned himself to chasing around petty criminals - like Sideswipe - and essentially ensuring they kept the peace while Cybertron slowly recovered from the Great War. It would be a stimulating enough job, he supposed, with the occasional high-speed chase to get his engeron pumping.

He had not resigned himself to returning to Earth and getting pursued by an egotistical Chompazoid that had broken free from a max security prison ship.

The Autobot sprinted right behind Strongarm, a promising police protege he wished occasionally took no for an answer. She had clearly been under the tutelage of Ultra Magnus at some point, as he knew no other stickler for the rules - except, perhaps, for Prowl. And now, her stubbornness had earned her in just as compromising of a position as he - with Sideswipe to boot no less. He had hoped his return to Earth would not be nearly as eventful of this, though in his defense he could rarely recall a time when things didn't go to scrap on Earth. It was like Primus found it eternally funny to screw with his creations whilst they were away from home.

"Sir, what's the plan?!" Strongarm called behind her shoulder, seeing they were quickly approaching a dead end within the scrapyard.

"I-I don't know!" He shouted back in exasperation, barely able to hear the sound of a jet engine above their pede steps. When it neared, his energon stilled when he realized the whine was very specific in intonation. "That's a Cybertronian-"

Before he could finish the sentence the trio had stopped, turning their confused gazes towards the sky. Even the Chompazoid - Underbite - had stopped, not having heard such a noise from his homeworld in quite some time. Bumblebee immediately recognized the shape, Strongarm's question muffled in his audio receptors as terror flooded his systems.

With the grace of a panther the Cybertronian transformed, and with a savage yell they allowed gravity to seize them, fist coming down and slamming into Underbite's helm with an almighty clash. Bumblebee took several steps back as the final bits of the Cybertronian's armor settled into place whilst they rose to their full height, intimidating size still worthy of making even the bravest mechs leak a little transmission fluid.

"Well, well, well. It seems I've found a bee and a couple of bugs," Megatron sneered in mockery.

"Hey, that was my fight!"

The Dinobot from prior, the one who had clearly wanted to only fight Underbite, slammed into the Decepticon warlord from behind, sending both of their massive frames tumbling and the Autobots scattering.

"W-wait a second!" Sideswipe's jaw dropped. "Is that-?"

Megatron snarled, twisting and gripping the Dinobot, his muscle cables creaking as he used his immense strength to toss him across the scrapyard. The Dinobot howled as he crashed into a shelf of items, Megatron rising back to his pedes. His optics flickered back to Underbite, but he had effectively knocked the Chompazoid unconscious. Bumblebee and his unwitting compatriots had since recovered, Strongarm quick to draw her pistol whilst Sideswipe elected to hide behind both police enforcers.