Back and Forth (Megatron X BumbleBee)

Chapter 3: A "Talk"

No Perspective

                    Megatron walked into Lockdown's office and looked to the small bot on Lockdown's desk. "Lockdown? may I ask, why do you have the scout-- OUT OF A PRISON CELL!!!??" The warlord screamed. Lockdown held up his free hand to calm his leader. "Listen, My leige, remember out last battle where I might have nicked Bee's side?" His leader pressed his servos to his hips. "I'm listening..."

              "His team of Autobots didn't fix him and by what he said when we found him, I think he might need a different team. If his Autobots are too 'busy' to assist in an injury this bad, the bots clearly don't care." Lockdown brushed the scout's servo that still held tightly to his.

Time skip

           Later in the afternoon, the scout woke up and SunStorm escorted him to the throne room. "Hey, I saw you on that last mission!!! I got the data card, by the way!! Cool, right??" The golden seeker bragged. Bee nodded and kept silent. They arrived at the throne room where Megatron was giving a speech. It was about their next mission to get the relic known as "Apex Armor." He then switched the topic to a new recruit as Bee made eye contact with him. After the bots were excused, Megatron called Bee over to him with anger in his tone. "Good luck, BumbleBee...." SunStorm whispered while retreating into the back hallway.

             Bee approached the humongous decepticon. Once Bee stood infront of the stage, he looked up to see the warlord towering over him. "I said-- approach me. That means, step onto the stage." Megatron growled again. He did as he was asked. The scout shook in his steps as he neared closer to the mech's throne. The throne was a few meters taller than him while the con was 3 times his size. Bee was scared of his new environment. Every bot in the base was way bigger than him. The bigger con stood up from his thrown and kneeled down to the ex-autobot. He lifted the small bots helm, scaring him. "You mean it when you say your Autobots rejected you, or are you just lying to try and steal our plans?" The mech questioned him. The scout quivered. "The only thing I can remember is Optimus slapping me and having a long argument with the team. I ran off after that. I-I don't remember anything else.... I-I'm sorry... J-just---- p-please don't hurt me..." Megatron pressed his thumb under Bee's lipplate. "So that's the blue rash...." He answered himself. 

              The scout looked down. "It's a stupid rash from a stupid Prime, why would you care for a tiny autobot like me? Tiny bots can't do anything." The con sneered and lifted the scout up. He sat down on his throne and set the scout on his lap, still facing him. He brushed up the scout's faceplate onto his small little horn and started to brush his claws across it. "I like that you called that Prime stupid. Even though 'stupid' is a pathetic word. I always say that Primes are Ignorant. But of course, a child wouldn't understand." The scout felt irrelevant by his statement and looked away, only to be brought back by the leader. "I'm not saying you're useless when I say 'child'. I'm saying that your small, and don't take being small as insult. Us bots are too big to reach certain things in the base and other places outside of the base. You are small enough to reach those things. Including when we get locked out of certain places. You are small enough to crawl through the vents and unlock the door from the other side. You could be very important to this team. And most importantly..." Megatron slid a digit under Bee's chin. "You could be incredibly~ important to me." The scout blushed by this. He pressed his helm to the con's chest relaxing. "Thank you, for the chance you're giving me...."