Shattered Shenanigans

37: Friendship is Magic

"What are you doing?" Optimus asked, turning on one of the lights, it didn't help much. He didn't like the idea of Megatron wondering around at night. Megatron paced some more, staring at Optimus while he did so. "Pacing, right."

"Aren't you clever." Megatron snorted.

"Why?" Optimus asked.

"Why what?"

"Why are you pacing?" Optimus clarified, know well enough he didn't need to.

"Why are you going for a night'time stroll?" He asked back.

"To occupy myself."

"Great, same here." Megatron said, using Optimus' response as his own. "Terribly boring." He added and Optimus realised they were actually having a cordial conversation.

"There's a betting table in the corner." Optimus joked.

"Ha! And what is there to bet on?" Megatron laughed raspingly, leaving Optimus slightly concerned over his ventilation ducts. They were probably clogged.

"How often the light flickers in a minute?" Optimus suggested, gesturing up at the light.

"Oh how riveting!" He retorted, "How 'bout who can pin the other first?" He suggested.

"Like in a spar?" Optimus asked, now slightly suspicious.

"Why not? It'll pass the time." Megatron shrugged as Optimus narrowed his optics at his cannon.

"If you try an kill me-" Optimus started, somewhat agreeing to the idea.

"I'll have to deal with the other occupants of the base." Megatron yapped, "Come now librarian, I'm not suicidal." He smirked and approached Optimus, ready for their game.

"No drawing energon-"

"Fine with me." Megatron said and went to kick out his legs. Optimus barely stepped away in time but proceeded to catch a pede in his abdomen.

"Oof." He grunted as he grabbed the offending pede and twisted, leaving Megatron off balanced enough to push him back and trip his remaining pede, leaving him on the floor. Optimus practically jumped on him to pin him down. "I win-"

In a moment of weakness, Megatron flipped him over, leaving him face down in the floor. "You lose." He teased and flicked Optimus' audial before getting up. "I win." He added gleefully as Optimus let out a huff.

He was more upset over the audial flick than actually losing though.

"You got lucky." Optimus argued before he lost another round.

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6 rounds later and Optimus won for the first time, sitting on Megatron's back and keeping his arms pinned next to his helm. The mech in question was still struggling, trying to dislocate his knees to kick him off.

"I win?" Optimus suggested as Megatron refused to yield.

"Bah!" Megatron exclaimed and struggled some more before going still and contemplating his predicament. He eyed his servos next to his helm and Optimus' keeping them down and in a moment of absolute clarity, licked them.

"Argh!" Optimus exclaimed while flinging his assaulted servo away and freeing Megatron's arm in the process. He found himself (slightly flustered) on his back and pinned down by Megatron moments later.

"I win." He laughed.

"You licked me!" Optimus protested as Megatron stuck out his glossa. "You're a sore loser!"

"But I didn't lose." Megatron said, with fake innocence. "Can't say the same for you." He added as he got up.

"I'm not a sore loser-" Optimus started as he got up, faintly aware of how hot he was running.

"No just a loser." Megatron teased before opening his ventilation systems further. "Need to cool off." He muttered as he let his fans run.

"Maybe if you hadn't struggled for so long-" Optimus started, also engaging his ventilation.

"I wouldn't have won." Megatron shrugged before fluffing up is plating and expelling soot from his vent ducts into the surrounding air. "Argh." He grumbled as the dust settled.

"That was a lot- I though miner frames had better filtration-"

"Yes but some suspended particles would bind to the filtration- Ah think of it like tar residue in your systems." Megatron tried to explain.

"Ichy?" Optimus asked.

"Like being on the verge of sneezing but uncomfortably hot." Megatron shrugged.

"Is that how you're feeling now?" Optimus asked, somewhat concerned.

"No? Less sneezy but the filtration is damaged thanks to the mines." He grumbled. "Just uncomfortable."

"Why don't you replace it?" Optimus asked.

"Hardly at the top of my priority list-"

"But-"

"Stop fussing." Megatron grumbled and flicked his audial again.

"I'm not fussing-"

"Yes you are, fussy." He teased and went for another flick. "It almost seems as though you care." He tried teasing.

"I do care!" Optimus almost shouted, appalled he was suggesting otherwise.

"Oh." Megatron added and turned his helm as he faceplate went blue for some reason. "Bloody lights." he grumbled at the flickering in an attempt to steer the conversation.

"Maybe you should get that checked to, along with your vents." Optimus started.

"Get what checked?"

"The discolouration." Optimus said and gestured at his faceplate, "Oh it's getting worse." He added and Megatron turned more blue.

"Shut up." He grumbled. "Bloody tactless." He added under his venting and Optimus grew confused.

"Hmm?"

"Nevermind!" Megatron said and Optimus, noticing him get more grumpy, decided to drop it.

They were silent for a while, letting their fans run. "Why am I giving you medical advice?" Optimus asked aloud.

"Hmm, you're hardly qualified."

"No, not that. We've been fighting one another for millenniums." Optimus started.

"I almost thought you had forgotten." Megatron teased, "With how cozy you've been."

"We've been living under the same roc-roof for days now without going at one another's throats." Optimus pointed out, "You've displayed a shocking amount of self control-"

"I'm considerably out numbered-"

"It's a nice change is all I'm saying." Optimus said, "Are you still hot?" He asked and took a few steps over.

"Smoking." Megatron let out with a smirk as Optimus put a servo on his shoulder.

"No, cooling down, I suppose your ventilation works well enough." Optimus commented as he removed his servo.

"Oh that's what you meant." Megatron let out quickly, mostly to himself.

"What did you think I meant?" Optimus asked, "The discoloration is back, maybe you should see Soundwave-"

"No-no it's fine." He mumbled.