Optimus' first impulse was to reject Megatron's retreat. A growl worked it's way free from his throat before he realized it, as Megatron closed his chest and hid his odd spark chamber away.
And he was just as quickly shocked by the very impulse, shaking his helm to clear away the deep, insistent mineminemine.
Ratchet was quicker to response verbally, reaching up to yank the mech down.
"Hey! Get back down here! I'm not finished with yo-" Optimus reached up to grab Ratchet's arm, shaking his head as he moved to stand up himself.
"Not here. We're going back to my tower, and then you can finish us up." His tone left no room for argument, and he stared at the medic until he nodded reluctantly, before settling his gaze on Megatron himself. The Matrix throbbed warmly in his chest, matched by thirteen seemingly random points on his frame.
Now, my Hi-
...His ...something...
And he didn't think it had anything to do with the consort programming.
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Date: 2012-09-21 09:50 pm (UTC)And he was just as quickly shocked by the very impulse, shaking his helm to clear away the deep, insistent mineminemine.
Ratchet was quicker to response verbally, reaching up to yank the mech down.
"Hey! Get back down here! I'm not finished with yo-" Optimus reached up to grab Ratchet's arm, shaking his head as he moved to stand up himself.
"Not here. We're going back to my tower, and then you can finish us up." His tone left no room for argument, and he stared at the medic until he nodded reluctantly, before settling his gaze on Megatron himself. The Matrix throbbed warmly in his chest, matched by thirteen seemingly random points on his frame.
Now, my Hi-
...His ...something...
And he didn't think it had anything to do with the consort programming.