A Place to Relax

10:03 PM 4/19/2009

Just had to write something that will calm me down. Mom had to be taken to the hospital since she got this sharp pain in her head and we don't know what caused it. *sigh* Comfort me TF ;w;

Megatron x Starscream G1

A Place to Relax
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His troops were squabbling amongst themselves again. Each one shouting and flinging curses and death threats left and right, as Megatron growled and rubbed his aching processor. Suddenly a half drunk cube of energon was flung at the wall behind him and the tyrant barely dodged the flying object. Enough was enough. Megatron stood and glared at his men.

"SHUT THE FRAG UP!" He roared, red optics flaring with rage. Everyone froze and gaped up at him, a little surprised that their leader had flipped out so quickly.

Megatron just snorted and spun on his heel then left the room in an angry huff. His processor pounded violently, making his fuel tanks churn as the silver mech made his way to the one place he could relax.

Once Megatron was safely in his private quarters he all but collapsed on his berth, one arm thrown over his dimmed optics. His frame began to go lax as he thought, 'Finally...peace and quiet.' The silence soothed his aching audio receptors as the tyrant began to drift into a light recharge.

"Megatron!" A certain shrill voice crashed through the blissful silence and Megatron groaned softly. He didn't move, but addressed the seeker at his door anyway, "What do you want, Starscream? Can't you see I'm trying to get a stasis nap?" Starscream huffed and stomped up to him. The tyrant didn't even have to see to know what expression the angry flier had on his face.

"What is your problem, oh mighty Megatron?!" Starscream sneered. The elder 'Con vented out a sigh and replied, "Just needed some quiet from all you annoying glitch-heads." The red and white seeker made an offended noise, which made Megatron smirk slightly.

"Well excuse ME if you can't take a little noise, mighty Megatron!" The flier said sarcastically. Megatron grumbled softly and rolled over to lie on his side, processor starting to pound again as the seeker's shrill voice grated on his audios.

"Primus Starscream, just -shut up-." Megatron growled. Starscream suddenly went silent and an almost gentle hand rested upon the tyrant's forehead. The silver mech relaxed slightly when a thumb began to caress his throbbing helm.

"It's happening again, isn't it?" Starscream asked softly. Megatron nodded slowly, trying not to think of what would happen if these processor aches kept coming.

The red and white seeker suddenly slipped into the berth behind him as strong, warm arms wrapped around Megatron's waist. A nose nuzzled into the back of the tyrant's neck as Starscream whispered, "I'll make it better."

Megatron snorted quietly, but didn't protest, actually scooting back to get a little closer to that warm frame. Sleek blue fingers caressed the tyrant's hip as he nuzzled against him gently, murmuring soft reassurances to his leader.

Everything was so soothing and warm that Megatron couldn't help but begin to drift off again. His optics brightened a little when he felt a brush of lips against the back of his head.

"Starscream...?" The silver 'Con began to say, but the seeker cut him off with a little pinch to his hip wires.

"Quiet, just get some recharge." The seeker whispered. Megatron blinked in surprise for a second, but for once, without hesitation or complain he heeded Starscream's command. His optics dimmed in recharge, content to relax in the arms of his second in command.

End