Lugnut glared down at the human sitting on the arm of Megatron's throne. For the past month and a half, his master's new 'pet' had done nothing but shoot snide comments at him, grinning like a imp sent from The Pit by Unicron himself while doing it. And, what made him most angry was that he could do nothing to deter this. Anytime he tried to, such as shout at the teenage boy or just nudge him with his foot, Megatron seemed to swoop out of no where like a bringer of death to 'knock some sense' back into the large mech. "Sooo~," hummed the human, his brown eyes flashing under his jaw length black hair. "How long have you been stealing looks at Meg's" Lugnut fought off the earge to flick the little brat at the disrespectful name he called his Lord. "Tight aft~?" His jaw component damn well almost hit the ground as the boy roared with laughter. Falling backwards onto his back, the teenager began rolling around, not even bothering to stiffle the waves of laughter. "Why you little slag! How dare you think I have impure thoughts about my Lord, my Master!" He shouted, slaming one off his large pinchers right next to the boy, leaving a dent.
Bad idea.
It made the human boy stop laughing, but the shouting and slam of his pincher alerted Megatron to the situation, who had been deeper into the base trying to finish some plans.
"Lugnut, you fool!" The Decepticon leader roared, storming into the area, a deep scowl on his face. "Boss man," cried the black haired teen, standing up and bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet. "He tried to squish me!"
"N-no! I-I-I-"
"Enough." Megatron strolled over, picking up the boy. "Do not lie. The damage is right there! You imbiecile!"
From the tyrant's palm, the boy grinned his signature shit eating grin, enjoying the shouting from Megatron and the cowering of his moronic minion. Oh yes, Quinn Holds could get use to this, very much indeed.
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