Megatron's twin

98: Conspiring in the Washracks

A/N: I had no idea what to do in this chapter but I just wrote! This is the life without a story plot.

"So, I should get back to my berthroom-" I started as I got up.

"I'm not done." Breakdown said and pushed me back on the berth.

"Huh?"

"Your purging." Breakdown said and got a scanner, he paused. "Oh, you're hungover."

"Nope, haven't have high grade for like three weeks now." I shrugged and got up.

"Huh?" Breakdown asked.

"Optimus said 'no', I agreed."

He blinked, "Ok."

"When does the makeup come of?" I asked, remembering we applied it to him too.

"Five weeks approx? Wears down and then you can wash it off." Breakdown shrugged, "Does Megatron-"

"A bit." I said, "So, like I said, I'll be leaving now." I said and headed for the door.

"Sure, sure." Breakdown shrugged.

I headed of for my berthroom. Anything happen? I asked Egg.

Not now. She sounded irritated. I shrugged, must be the chicks.

I paused, I could get some high grade. Op wouldn't know... But that wouldn't be right...

Then Megatron came around the corner.

"Hit me." I told him desperately, I needed a distraction.

"Why?" He blinked, "How did you get out?"

"Hit me." I repeated.

He blinked, "No?"

I slapped him challengingly, he got angry through the sparkbond and lent a hefty fist to my faceplate.

"Thanks." I mumbled as I clutched my faceplate while stumbling back.

"Now why?"

"Needed a distraction."

"From what?" Megs asked as he flexed his servo.

"High grade- Oh fuck I'm thinking of it again, Meg-" I started.

He gave a nice determined kick to my bearings. I feel over and groaned, he walked off. Well, at least he agreed. I rolled over and stared at the ceiling.

That was one hearty kick. I wobbly got up and stumbled back to my berthroom, trying not to make it too obvious I was in pain. I think I failed spectacularly at that. Predaking came around the corner and looked at me oddly.

"Are you alright?" He asked as he noticed my odd limp/waddle.

"Yup." I squeaked and continued, leaving his optics to trail after me confused.

I made it to my berthroom and opened the door. I was given a brief, startled look from the immigrants before they continued.

They watched Egg aggressively lecture Gold with varying squawks.

I sat down next to Soundwave. "What happened?" I asked. He swiftly played a recording of Megatron dropping Gold off in my room.

"Ah." I nodded, well that was nice of him. I continued to watch. Zinc and Copper were miming their carrier behind her back. Gold could see them though, and it provided a distraction he could not risk acknowledging.

However he cracked a grin in amusement.

Egg=Triggered.

She began another fit of squawks and hisses before letting out some flame. So I picked her up and hugged her.

Not now! She hissed and wiggled.

Yea, no. You're going to start an inferno. I argued and sat her down on me. I started to massage her.

He could have killed him!

But he didn't.

She puffed up her plating in irritation but remained silent, enjoying the massage. "I think you need a bath." I added and glance over to the chicks, "They need one too."

Huh? Why? Egg asked.

I took out some dark flakes from her plating and showed it to her. "Flaky metal and soot, from the burnt walls I guess." I said and opened my subspace for her, she hopped in and I grabbed the chicks, putting them in too.

"I'm gonna take 'em to the washracks." I told Soundwave and his cassette. They nodded and followed us out.

I made my way to the washracks and was pleased to find no one other than Predaking there. "Oi." I started and got his attention.

"Yes?" He asked.

I opened my subspace for the chickens, "Wanna help wash them?" I asked.

Predaking instantly picked out his favourite- Copper. Then he transformed, he instantly robbed us of space. We couldn't move.

"What? You wanted to lick him?" I asked from my place between him and the wall.

He let out a grumble and transformed back.

"Smart." I mocked as he rolled his optics and started cleaning Copper under some flowing coolant. "So what have to been up to today?" I asked as I cleaned Zinc and Egg cleaned Gold..

"Don't have many friends so I slept." Predaking shrugged.

"You do have friends!" I argued.

"Sorry." Predaking apologized, "Just... I feel lonely." He said and hung his helm. Copper looked up as him and nibbled at his digit in comfort.

"Oh, you want Predacons?" I asked.

He nodded briefly.

"Well..." I started and started scrubbing Egg. "I bet you don't have to be a scientist to make more clones." I hinted.

"We can make our own?" Predaking asked.

"A bit of snooping in Shockwave's lair and maybe we find some instructions!" I grinned, he would have left scientific reports surely.

Is that wise? Egg asked.

Probably not, but how would you feel if you were the only chicken here? I asked her.

She nodded, Lonely.

"That's sorted." I said and put the chicken down. "Soon as everyone is recharging, our mission starts."

Predaking nodded eagerly and the chicks stood in a row.

"Stealth is priority." I started planning, "Egg will scout ahead-"

"SQUAWK?!" Egg let out in alarm.

"We need you." I knelt down to her, "And if you wanna break some of his stuff or chew through cables, that's fine."

She debated it but gave a determined nod.

"The chicks stay safe right?" Predaking asked.

The three of them shock their helms and Egg nodded. "They stay at the nest." I agreed and they all dramatically fell to the floor.

"At midnight we meet at my berth." I instructed and Predaking nodded with a slight grin.