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it had started when Starscream had tried to shoot at Optimus in their last fight. he's missed with his odd new weapon and hit Sam, Will, and Epps instead. the loud explosion gave the Decepticons the chance to run off leaving the Autonots to check on their human friends. Sam was passed out on the ground, Epps collapsed looking dizzy, and Will was turning green. "Sam!" Bumblebee cried running over. Ironhide followed to check on Will, and Jazz wasn't far behind for Epps. Will suddenly vomited on the ground, looking ill. Ironhide grimanced and stepped back watching him. "Sam? are you okay?" Bumblebee ask scooping him up, scanning him quickly. "

Everybot needs a break sometime. Megaron wanted to let go once in a while as well. Intelligence reported, even Prime used to take breaks, so why couldn't he? Of course, Prime's Second didn't try to undermine him and stab him in the back all the time. He was lucky to have Starscream, wasn't he? Starscream had his moments of inspiration and sometimes this inspiration was directed at the enemies, and that made him worth keeping around, but he irritated the bolts off Megatron and you could only postpone the inevitable for so long. So when Megatron realized he had been starting up his fusion cannon whenever his SiC started speaking to him and ser

Initial note: It has been a long time since i contributed to MTMTE-fans. Just me, the ownwer of  community . Anyway, a drabble with this ship that i think is very cool: Megatron x Rodimus. Rodimus Prime P.O.V.   "I'm not perfect, you know." One of those choices was the choice of my future conjux endura. Many have questioned me why i  chose a decepticon undergoing tests to prove his  loyalty and regret. I simply wanted to embrace him and lead him to a new beginning.  Everyone deserves a second chance. Even in love. Yes, i love Megatron. Who would say ? The all-powerful of the decepticons now sleeps peacefully in my recharge cradle. As i care

Kup sighed as he toke a seat in the nearly empty rec room, his cigar in servo as he lazily blew a few smokes rings he liked the rec room like this nearly quite except for a bit of chatting between a few mechs around most likely overcharged on high grade… “pfft mechlings can’t hold their high-grade” Kup scoffed to himself watching a pair stumble out of the rec room he started to take a sip from his own cube until his heard the familiar pede steps of a certain Prime, and soon two freshly polished red arms wrapped around him from behind orange helm nuzzle against him bright optics gleaming at him "well hey their foxy gran