Me and my brother - according to some 'bots - couldn't be less alike. I'm constantly scratched up and dirty; he's squeaky clean and shiny. I'm immature; he's more controlled. I can't keep my mouth shut; he knows when to shut up. My pranks are overdone and clichéd; his are creative and new. I mess constantly with things I'm not supposed to; he does it too, but a lot less often than me. I always get hit first in battles; he's always one of the last standing. I miss the targets until the last shot during practice; he hits it first time every time. I think explosions and pranks are fine art; he thinks painting and sculpting are better. I could care less what others think of me; it's everything to him.
But there's a reason for all that.
My paint is chipped and my finish is scratched so his makes everyone stare.
I'm immature because it makes him look responsible to the higher-ups.
I say the wrong thing to the wrong 'bot because then everyone thinks he is the better communicator.
My pranks are clichéd just to make his seem that much more creative.
I mess around with things that specifically say for me to leave alone so he doesn't get punished as badly when he does it.
I'll always take the first hit because then he'll look like a great warrior.
During practice, I miss the target just to make him look like an expert.
I maintain explosions and pranks are an art form because that makes everyone take notice of his real art.
I don't care what the others' opinions of me are so their attention is on him.
My point is, everything I do, and everything I've ever done is for him. Every aspect of my entire life benefits him in some way. I don't do anything for me; if it seems that way, then I'm probably leading everyone to believe it.
I was the one who suggested joining the Autobots so he'd finally have the chance to fight for something I knew he believed in instead of for the upper class' amusement. I was the one who joined special ops first so he'd get his chance to do something he felt was important when he joined too.
Does he notice what I've done for him? No.
Does that bother me? No.
Why? Because he's the one destined to be in the limelight.
And I'm the one whose destiny is to make sure he gets there.
AN: Well, there's good news and bad news. The good news is I was almost done with the next chapter of Prime: the Beast Saga. The bad news is that when I was about to send it to bravekid, there was a power surge. I have no idea how, but all my work is gone. Everything. All of the chapters I was working on for all of my stories and all of the one-shots I had in the making are gone. And I can't retrieve them. The only reason I have this one is because I accidentally uploaded it to FanFiction before I was ready to post it.
More bad news is that I have to rewrite everything - even the rewrites I was doing before the power surge. But give me a little time and I'll have most of my stuff rewritten and ready to post. I hope.