Megatron's twin

122: First Stage of Grief- Consume drugs.

We woke up with zero composure. The chicks seem concerned, all of them. No matter. We continued to sob.

Do you, maybe.... want some more Uranium? Meg asked through the spark-bond.

"Meg is offering me some Uranium." I told Optimus.

"How much?"

How much? I asked.

Max? He suggested, Where are you?

Leave me alone. I muttered and cut him off. "Never mind." I told Oppy.

"Maybe you should get back." He said and hugged his legs, "Medical treatment would be ideal." He said.

I nodded, but we both knew the real reason is that he didn't like to sob openly. I opened the subspace for the chickens and called for a bridge. "Bye." I said and got a strangled one in return.

I walked through the bridge and ended up in the command room. Dreadwing seem concerned, "You alright?" He asked.

"Been better." I said as Laserbeak landed on my shoulder.

"Maybe you could get some high grade?" He suggested, "Now that you're not carrying anymore." Dread suggested.

"You know about that huh?"

"Megatron threw a fit, most know." He said and seemed very temped to ask about the sire.

I nodded and headed off, with Laserbeak, "You want the chickens or something?" I asked him.

"Monitor you." He said, playing what sounded like Megatron.

"And where is he at?" I asked.

"With Soundwave." He said as I arrived in my berthroom, I let the chicks out and stuffed in a bunch of energon.

"Stay with the chickys, I'm just gonna go to Preddy." I said, Beaky flopped to follow. So I put him on the floor.

Keep him down. I instructed Egg, she sat on him with determination. He squawked as I strolled out. I got to the hanger and Pred wasn't there so I just bridged to the cave. He was there, surprise surprise.

They were huddled together, recharging. So I tapped Pred on the helm.

He opened his optics and squinted sleepily before going wide awake and transforming, "You good?" He asked, "Haven't seen you awake for a while." He added.

I got out some high grade.

"Drinking your problems away...." He looked at me, rather judgingly. "Fine." He slumped.

"Can we too?" The others woke up and clambered around Predaking to get a good look at the magic substance.

"I have enough." I said and let the contents of my chassis out.

"Is that a helm?" Sky asked and Darksteel kissed it.

I snatched it back and begun drinking. We all got very drunk and I was barely aware that the preds had a threesome.

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With the other guy.

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It was dark when he finally left the grave. He managed to compose himself with great difficulty and tried hard not to look at the stone. He already did before and he had broken into another pile of sobs.

He called for a bridge and prayed to Primus that he could sneak into his berthroom without Ratchet asking too many questions.

A bridge opened and he slumped through, Ratchet was standing with his back to the ground bridge.

"Where were you?" He asked.

"Where I wanted to be." He said, this wasn't quiet true, he wanted to be in the Iacon hall of records and drown his sorrows by reading many, many data pads.

Ratchet turned, surprised by his snarky tone. "He's probably fine." He said, they hadn't seen Egg come and fetch him.

Optimus snorted, that snort almost turned into a sob.

"I remember when I was young." Alpha Trion started, he hadn't noticed him in the dimly lit room, "I had my spark broken many times-"

"I'm surprised you can still remember that." Ratchet interrupted.

"I used to hook up with bots, is that so hard to believe?"

"Yes." Optimus muttered.

Trion snapped his helm over to him, "What's wrong with you?" He asked, seeming concerned.

It must've been to dark for him to see Oppy's puffy optics.

"Nothing." He lied.

"Ah ha." Ratchet mumbled, "Well, I found some energon readings, we could scout it out-"

"In the morning." Optimus said, "Maybe." He muttered, "I'm going to recharge."

"Already?" Ratchet snorted in surprise, "And here I thought you were going to immerse yourself in work to distract from your sorrows."

Within the second, Optimus was standing at a monitor, what could he say? It was a good idea.

"Alright what happened?" Ratchet said.

Optimus grumbled, "He had a spark failure."

"Quillux?"

"Who else?" He shot back sarcastically.

"Right." Ratchet said, slightly fearful of getting demoted. It's not like he had any pay anyway. "And, the sparkling?" He asked, "I assume you were with him." He added.

"We buried them." Oppy said as he remembered the grave, he let out a squeak of agony.

Ratchet heard it, "Do you want to lie down?" He asked and gestured to the medical berth.

"You're not trained in therapy-"

"But I have uranium." He said, Trion nodded.

Optimus considered it, "You said say' no' to drugs!" He shot at Alphy.

"No, no, I said 'drugs, not hugs." He said, "Wait-"

Ratchet already dragged Optimus to the berth and offered a strip.

"Is that it?" He asked, disappointed.

"Your tolerance to high grade is dramatically low, you think you'll do any better than this?"

"Egg had more." He argued.

"She's a chicken with a tolerance of this stuff which shouldn't be possible." Ratchet shot back, "This or nothing."

Optimus took it venomously and swallowed it whole.

"Let me know if you hallucinate, then you've had to much." He added.

"Yup, yup." He said and Alpha Trion sat down beside him. "I wanted to be a sire." Op said, Trion nodded, "Teach them how to read and write- Holy Primus!" He shrieked as a giant datapad started to levitate in front of him.