Megatron's twin

201: Slow Communication

I made it to Optimus' berthroom and got to organising the datapads. I read some of the titles and was surprised Optimus had an interest in these things. 'Courtship rites over the ages'? He should have just gotten some of the romance genre.

After organising, I found myself very bored and without high grade so I flew to the NAILs ship. I actually found the political meeting room by skimming the windows. I landed on the ceiling and peered over the edge.

I got onto my front and laid down so I could lean over and look inside. They were all standing on the ceiling. No. I'm upside down. Hopefully I don't slip. I just watched them all, the discussion didn't look too heated.

I could only barely hear what they were saying. Which is a bit weird considering a ship like this ought to be airtight... Oh, the window was opened a smidge.

Oh and now Megatron was threatening a NAIL, I think he called him Metalhawk.

"Considering that the majority of the population here are neutrals-" Metalhawk started.

"Considering that the majority of weaponry is on my ship-" Megatron interrupted sassily, "I don't believe you ought to get a say."

I saw Optimus mouth the word 'burn'.

"Is that a threat-"

"Not really, considering you and your friends would hop over to another planet at the slightest mention of danger." Megatron argued. "Should we really put cowards in power?" He asked the others.

"Dammmn." I said and gained their attention.

"What are you-" Optimus started but I had slipped and fallen. I let out an 'ow' once I hit the floor.

Smooth. Meg said.

Oh shush, just keep sassing the NAIL. I said and got up, I heard my frame click a few times before my legs gave out and I was back on the floor. "Huh." I said as I started feeling a bit of nausea set in.

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I woke up who-knows-how-much-time later and barely came to register I had a spark failure. I texted Optimus that I had a spark failure and waited on the floor.

He came out a few minutes later, not at all grumpy and stating that the meeting was over.

I was silent for a bit. "Cool." I said as he helped me up.

"Are you alright?" He asked and stared at me while I stared at him. "Ahh?"

"Yes." I nodded, a solid ten seconds later.

"Your responses are a bit slow." He said.

And another ten seconds later I said, "So is my comprehension." It's like I had to decode what he was saying.

"So not much changed." He surmised as I leaned on him. I was rather slow to slap him.

"I organised your books." I added.

"In alphabetical order?" He asked and I looked at him blankly, trying to understand what he was saying. "You organised them in alphabetical order right?" He asked, sounding panicked.

"Oh right. Yea." I said and we started walking to the Nemesis.

"Lets have a look over your work them." He said and my process was back to decoding whatever he siad.

"Yuppers."

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After the slowest conversation ever, we made it back to his room and he checked over my work. "So little trust in me?" I asked.

"Mmm." He hummed.

"I know how an alphabet works." I added sourly.

"This is wrong." He said and stared at me. "Take your time." He added as I gaped at him.

"It is not!" I started, "I spent a solid ten minutes on this-" I added before pushing him out of the way and looking at the datapads.

"No wonder it's wrong-" He said, but I couldn't be bothered to decode whatever he said.

"Look, 'A comprehensive guide to Chicken Rearing' then 'Courtship rites over the ages'-" I read the titles.

"Ah I see." Optimus nodded and I stared at him smugly. "You're a different type of dumb."

I opened my intake to protest a full five seconds later.

"When you arrange datapads in alphabetical order, you do it by the Authors name, not title." He explained.

The long sentence took me a bit. "Oh... Why?"

Now it was Optimus' turn not to say anything for a whole five seconds. "It's how things are?" He suggested.

I blinked a few times. "Then lets challenge old systematic approaches." He said as he made to reorganise my work. I slapped his servo. "No, bad."

"I'm not a pet." He argued.

My processor took a while to load, so long that Megatron walked in. "There you are-" He started.

"I could get you a choke collar." I started.

Megatron walked back out.

"Excuse me-" Optimus started.

"Or a pet one, it doesn't have to be tight, I just gotta be able to attach a lead." I explained.

"No!"

I grinned at him for a bit before a frowned after comprehending his response. "Why not?" I asked.

"It's embarrassing- I will not let you parade me around-"

I cut him off after comprehending the first two words. "I don't need to put a collar on you to embarrass you." I started, noticing how flustered he was. "Just gotta mention it." I added as a afterthought. Maybe if I had a visual representation he'd be more onboard.

"I- No. Megatron wanted you." He said and pointed at the door as he let of some steam. I blinked at him.

"Oh ok." I said and walked out and found Megatron next to the door. He seemed to be suffering from a repeating cycle of silent laughter. "Are you crying-" I started.

"Hehehe." He let out weakly before stopping or a moment and starting over.

"It's really weird when you laugh." I started as I heard Optimus lock the door.

"You know, I think I saw a collar at the market." He started, loud enough for Optimus to hear. Optimus must have dropped something because I heard a loud clunk.

"I should get some for the chicks at the very least." I started, not sure if Egg would like one.

Meanwhile, Megatron started another round of giggles.