Megatron's twin

86: Looking Good

Laserbeak instantly fled to get someone- or save his aft. I quickly closed the door and helped Egg gather up the fire breathing chicks.

"They breath fire?" I asked Egg in panic.

I'm their Carrier! What did you expect? She squawked, then I got an idea. I got out my cannon. Oh, Pits no! Egg shrieked.

I shot of a low charge, purely for the sound. They froze and gave me their undying attention. "Alright you brats." I started, my tone low and dangerous. "You listen and you listen carefully. Your carrier and your Sire are both at an end with you." I continued as they looked on, "You have melted my berthroom, risking her and your lives. One more fiasco like this and I'm dumping you in the devils lair! Is that understood?" I finished, referring to Shockwave.

They looked down at the floor and nodded.

"Good. Now, Gold, you go in that corner." I said and pointed at one molten corner, "Copper and Zinc, you go to this and that corner." I said, pointing over to two further melted corners.

The all walked over shamefully to their designated corners, leaving little ped prints in the liquid metal. "And you stay there until your carrier lets you off." I added.

They squeaked in understanding.

Then Laserbeak came in with Soundwave and the chicks peeked over. "Turn around." I warned, they obeyed.

Soundwave looked around in shock, but was happy to find that the hatch he built was undamaged.

"So they breathe fire?" I asked Egg.

No, they don't. She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Laserbeak swooped down to her and snuggled in.

Soundwave looked around my berthroom, "Question: Repairs?"

"We could leave it how it is." I said.

"If someone sees?" Soundwave asked in Knockout's voice.

"I'll blame it on Predaking." I shrugged it off. "I should probably go tell him to just pretend he did." I added.

Soundwave nodded.

"Watch them." I nodded to the rascals. He nodded. I headed off slouching my way to the hangar, I made it there slowly. The doors opened and I found Predaking licking his plating.

"Well, you don't need a buffer if you have that." I muttered, he turned and looked at me. "Oh, and I have a problem." I started, he rolled his optics and continued to lick himself. "My berthroom is a mess and if anyone asks, I'm gonna say that you spat some fire, got it?" I asked.

He lifted his helm and looked at me before transforming. "You want my agreement, so you don't have to clean it up?"

"The walls are literally melted." I told him, he blinked.

"Why?"

"I dunno." I lied, "So, all you gotta do is agree and go along with it." I told him.

"That I melted your berthroom?"

"Yup." I nodded, grinning. "Because if I blame it on you, and you say you didn't do it, that would raise questions." I explained.

"Sure." He agreed and transformed back, continuing to lick his plating. That glossa did more than a buffer!

I looked at my dull plating, "Could you do my plating?" I asked.

He looked at me, his expression asked 'you want me to lick you?'

"Please?" I added, I was desperate, my plating was so dull! He moved over and started licking my chassis, "Yay!" I cheered, Knockout was gonna be so jealous.

It felt kind of weird, his glossa went between my plating and everything. Was a little rough too. I looked down to where he already licked. "Wow." I was stunned, I was so shiny I was like a mirror! "Your saliva did all that?" I asked him.

He shrugged and continued, he was done rather fast, I mean, he has a big glossa (his blow jobs would be great!). "Dude, thanks!" I started petting him as a reward. He tried not to look proud of himself as I did so. "I've got to show Knockout!" I told him as he nodded and returned to licking himself.

I skipped of to the medbay and flung the door open. Knockout was there and Breakdown was in the corner recharging. "Hey!" I greeted to get his attention, his shoulders sagged as he turned.

Then his optics went wide, "How the frag did you manage that?!" he said in utter shock. "You had the dullest plating I've ever seen!" He complained as he rushed over. " I can see my reflection!" He was in awe.

"I know, cool eh?" I said and looked down, Knockout walked circles around me.

"Your aft is a bit dull." He informed me.

"Yea, he wouldn't want to lick that." I told him.

"Who?"

"Predaking."

"Predaking licked you?"

"Why do you think I'm so shiny?" I asked with a grin.

"He licked you?"

"That's what I just said."

"Did you bribe him or something?"

"No, I asked."

"And he agreed?" Knockout asked.

"Yup." I nodded. He looked at me flabbergasted, "Is Breakdown a deep recharger?" I asked, we both watched him recharge for a bit.

"Yup, I have some make-up." Knockout grinned and opened a cabinet, it was drowned in cosmetic supplies.

"That's a lot." I noted. "Can you do me too?"

"Sure." Knockout said as he handed me a small brush. "For his digits." He said and handed me some blue paint.

I started on his digits as Knockout put little blue spirals around his optics, "That looks great!" I whispered.

"You're doing good too." He whispered back. We finished quickly and he looked at my faceplate. "I'm not so sure..." He started, "Your faceplate's not fully healed." He explained.

"Or you just don't want to do it?" I accused playfully.

"I had good ideas for it!" He whisper shouted.

"Well, Megatron has the same faceplate as me, plus scars, wanna do him?" I asked. "I could do his digits." I added, it was fun.

"He'd never say yes." Knockout rolled his optics.

"Well, if he does..."

"Yea."

"One moment." I said as I opened up the spark-bond. Come down to the medbay.

Why?

Knockout and I are doing make-up.

No.

I grinned. You're forgetting that I have blackmail. I felt him get pissed. Would be shame if Predaking found out, such a loyal, nice guy. I went on.

Don't you dare.

Come on, just your digits and faceplate. I pleaded.

I didn't hear anything back until we heard ped steps outside, getting closer. Megs came in, looking pissed. I gestured to a berth he could sit on, he did so. "I'll kill you, I swear." He hissed as he walked past. Then he did a double take, "What happened to your plating?"

"Predaking licked it." I told him as he sat down.

"What colour?" Knockout asked, "Purple would go well with your plating but red would add nice contrast! We could even try blue-"

"Purple." Megatron frowned, interrupting Knockout's rant. "What do you mean, 'licked it'?" Megatron asked me as KO got the stuff.

"As in he licked me, with his glossa. It's better than a buffer." I informed and got a brush.

Megatron looked like he regretted the whole thing.