Megatron's twin

16:Strict rules

"This is Autobot Outpost Omega One, identify yourself." Optimus commanded.

We all stayed silent as the happy coloured bot waited for a response.

"This is Ultra Magnus, who is with you sir?." A gruff reply came and Wheeljack groaned.

"Great." He muttered sarcastically.

"It is good to hear from you," Optimus said, "It would be best if we decide on a location, we can bridge you from there." He said, clearly trusting the mech. I was unfamiliar with him but was fine with the course of action. "The com is not secure and the Decepticon's may be listening in." He said. Well I am, but does that count?

"Yes, sir." Ultra Magnus agreed, Optimus sent him coordinates and we waited for him to reach the location.

Once he did, Optimus opened a ground bridge and we waited for him to come through. He did, and I tried not to snort at his large shoulder pads. How often do those get in the way?

The new arrivals optics landed on Optimus and morphed into surprised. I was slightly releaved he hadn't noticed me yet.

"You look... Well sir." He said awkwardly. Seeing the sun's painted all over him.

Optimus saw this as a chance to explain, "some individuals had some high grade." Ultra Magnus glanced over at Wheeljack.

"So that's what happened." Mumbled Bulkhead.

Optimus nodded and turned to Ultra Magnus. "Why did you come to this remote planet?" He asked.

"My ship picked up life signals and I found it best to invistigate." He explained.

Wheeljack found it best to interrupt, "where's doc?" He asked.

"He went to the washracks to wash of the paint." Optimus said.

"Who painted him? And how are they still alive? His wrenches pack a punch!" He asked utterly confused.

"These three." Optimus said and pointed at the troublemakers. Smokescreen and Bumblebee looked at there peds, but I held my helm high, grinning like a drunken manic. That's when Ultra Magnus noticed me, he looked at everyone like they were crazy.

Well, he just walked in on Optimus covered in small sun's, seemingly Megatron in the Autobot base and everyone was acting as this was normal.

Optimus saw his confusion, "this is Quillux."

"The one and only, pleasure to meet you." I said putting out a servo for him to shake. He hesitated, "I'm Meg's twin." I finished with my introduction, Maggie frowned when his optics landed on my faction symbol.

"Don't worry." Started Bulkhead.

"He's a useless 'con." Finished Arcee. Wow, thanks.

I snorted, "but I am artistic." I snickered gesturing to Optimus, his optic twitched.

"Are you gonna wash that off?" Bee asked him.

"Not with water." He answered.

"It's oil paint!" I chirped.

"Wait... What about Ratchet?" Smokescreen asked.

"He'll figure it out." I smirked. Optimus looked at me disappointed before he left, most likely going to warn Ratch. "With Op's help." I muttered. Before I clapped my servos together, "when are the kids coming?"

"Kids?" Maggie asked.

"Three children. Later, they have school." Bulkhead answered both of us.

The air around us filled with a awkward silence. Everyone soon dispersed, no one was looking in my direction so I took a trip up the elevator. I hadn't flown in a long time.

I reached the top and enjoyed the sunlight, I wasn't allowed up here. I bet they would throw a fit if they knew.

I transformed and took off, I soared above the clouds out of preying eyes. I turned in barrel rolls and enjoyed the wind against my wings.

How can the Autobots live without this, I continued flying for who know how long. I headed back when the sun was setting, the Autobots may be pissed but it was worth it.

I landed on the top of the large mound and went down the elevator. I was greeted by Ratchet, his paint was slightly tinted with the previous colors on him. It looked less boring but brownish.

He glared at me, "where were you?" He demanded.

"Flying." I said and he froze.

"What?"

"Flying." I repeated.

"Where?" He asked nervously.

"Above the clouds." I said, "you good Ratch? You seem nervous."

He said nothing in response to my question. "Where are my tools?"

"Somewhere, can't remember. Ask the other two." I smirked, knew if there were no wrenches I would be safe. Ratchet huffed and stormed off to who knows where. I then went to get some energon, it was late and recharge would soon be due. I grabbed a cube and turned to smack into a large mech.

It was the new one.

"Oh, hello! Do you want a cube." I asked. He blinked in surprise. "Well, here's one anyway." I said and pushed a cube in his servos.

"Um, thank you." He said and looked at me strangely.

"Oh come on," I said and threw and arm around him he stiffened. "I'm a nice guy! I think. And smiling never hurt no one." I said and he frowned. "You missed the point."

"Please refrain from making physical contact." He requested.

I shrugged, "as you wish sir." I said, barely remembering to use the 'sir'.

He walked off and left me alone, I when off to my berthroom. I stopped in front of the door, it had some abstract painting on it. I guess they got to some work on my door too. I chuckled enjoying the fact that my door was less boring.

Ped steps alerted me of someone approaching I turned to see Optimus walking towards me. Without my beautiful paintings, I let out a squeak of protest but Optimus ignored it.

"Ratchet told me that you went out for a flight." He stated, I nodded. "Could you please refrain from doing so?" He asked.

"Why? Don't you trust me?" I asked acting hurt as I put my servo over my spark.

"I do," I blinked in surprise. "But this will make the others more distrusting of you." He said, and I nodded.

"Smart." I patted him on the shoulder pad, "well, goodnight." I smiled at him and got a small one in return.

"Goodnight."

I headed into my berthroom and got on the berth. For some reason I thought there was no war going on, it reminded me of the times I had with Paradox. I turned on the night lamp, (which I always had on) and attempted to recharge.

Strangely it did not come.