A/n: Adopted From Gimme-chan. Thx again for the story! Chapter one is hers. Please R&R!

Fair's fair

Plot bunny:
"The Decepticons have dealt with many things, never really thought they had to deal with the Nemesis springing a leak. - Megatron realizes none of his mechs can build a proper underwater base, thus prompting him to get a hold of OP via their computers and asks if he can commission Grapple."

As the image of Megatron appeared on the screen of Teletran, Optimus frowned behind his battle mask and mentally preparing himself for whatever Megatron was about to throw his way. It was never a good thing when Megatron contacted them.

Optimus was joined by Jazz who stood by his side then Prowl who stood next to Jazz. The three mechs stared at Megatron's image who glared right back. They waited for Megatron to start in with his usual tirade or threat or latest boast. But there was nothing. Only silence as they looked at one another.

The silence stretched on until Optimus finally spoke up.

"State your business, Megatron."

Megatron shifted uncomfortably, leaning back in his throne chair, hands gripping the arm rests. When he spoke it was almost begrudgingly.

"Very well…..I….wish to commission your builder Grapple."

Optimus, Jazz, and Prowl all stared at screen too shocked to respond right away. Then Prowl's optic began to twitch. Optimus shifted his weight and leaned in closer to the screen sure he had not heard right.

"What?"

Megatron heaved a sigh as he glowered at Optimus.

"I'll make this simple, Optimus," Megatron leaned forward closer to the screen, "I need his aid to repair and rebuild parts of the Nemesis."

All three Autobots remained silent, trying to grasp what had to be the most unexpected request from Megatron ever. Jazz glanced at Optimus and Prowl before looking back at the screen.

"Uhhhh…isn't that what you have Constructicons for? Ya know…to construct stuff?"

Megatron rubbed a hand over his face in exasperation as he sighed and mumbled just loud enough to be heard.

"Yes, one would think that, wouldn't they."

Scrapper edged into view.

"Sir, we told you from the beginning we weren't sure about building anything underwater, that -"

Megatron turned on the Constructicon.

"Oh, shut up! And get out of my sight!"

Scrapper bid a hasty retreat as Megatron turned back to the screen, looking down as he rubbed his forehead.

"Bunch of useless-"

He looked back up at Optimus.

"So, will you let me?"

Optimus shifted his weight again, thrown by such an odd request, he brought a hand up to rub the back of his helm as he thought.

"I don't….think so."

Megatron flopped back in his chair, gesturing wildly.

"Oh, come on, Prime! You've got a working base! I should have a working base too! Its only fair! And that's what you Autobots are all about, right? Fairness and equality. And-"

Megatron stopped short as he took notice of Prime's Second in Commend suddenly holding his head in his hands and swaying on his feet. Megatron pointed to Prowl.

"Whats his problem?"

Both Optimus and Jazz looked over to Prowl. Then Jazz looked back at Megatron.

"Oh, he's just going to crash any second now."

Megatron watched as Prowl stumbled off screen followed by the sound of a body crashing to the floor. Jazz simply looked off to the side where Prowl had crashed.

"And there we go".

Optimus looked at Prowl where he lay on the floor then back at Megatron.

"Yeah...the answers no. "