Title: Contemplating
Author: the_love_slug
Universe: Beast Wars
Rating: T
Warning(s): Implied slash
Pairing(s): Implied Megatron/Optimus
Summary: Megatron has a bit of time for himself and uses it to think about some things. Oneshot drabble.
Prompt: None
A/N: Okay, I know this is probably a half-assed, crappy drabble. But idc. :| Just R&R. Advice, critique, blah blah blah, is needed. c:
Megatron was not one to concede. He was one who controlled, who plotted to the very last detail, just to make sure things went the way he desired.
And yet he find himself wanting to concede. To lose that control. To throw all his work over his shoulder and say "to the pit with it!".
Because of Primal.
That infuriating maximal leader who was a constant knife in his side, poking and jabbing at him like a persistant sparkling who wanted energon goodies; he who thwarted his perfectly layed out plans like they were mere flies. He who stood up to him and told him, right to his face, that he, Megatron, was wrong.
Oh, Megatron loved challenges.
But this was just absolutely ridiculous.
Really.
Primal was always... there. Popping up like a damnable jack-in-the-box when he least expected it, sending Megatron running back to base every single slagging time. Megatron was fully aware that his plans were, not lacking, but quite the opposite.
Primal just had a knack for figuring them out.
And, quite honestly, Megatron was enjoying it, no matter how idiotic it got, because very few have ever managed to outwit Megatron. Very, very few. But those certain few had lost to Megatron. Eventually.
However, this "war" had been going on for more than just a orbital cycle. And every. Single. Time. He lost. Yes, he managed to gain a few stasis pods along the way, and yes, he managed to offline Optimus. Once.
But he bounced back like a rubber bullet, ricocheting in the process and returning Megatron's efforts ten-fold.
It drove the tyrant absolutely crazy.
And yet he still enjoyed it.
Perhaps he was turning out to be masochistic-- he certainly knew Predacons that were masochists. It was common. Maybe they were finally rubbing off on him-- by the pit, Waspinator was a perfect example. Yes, the wasp complained about being slagged 24/7, but never had Megatron witnessed someone so stubborn. So hopeful. Waspinator was more than likely aware that he was pathetic when it came to battle.
Yet he just kept trying. Over, and over, and over again.
Just like Primal.
Except Megatron was positive that Primal was not a masochist.
And it was a characteristic that Megatron was attracted to. He could not help himself. The tyrant was drawn to it like a moth to the flame-- there was just something about it that made it so... likeable.
It would be a great pity for that flame to be snuffed out.
But Megatron wasn't taking any chances.