Yeah, so, I'm alive. Sorry to those of you who wanted a chapter two; I had started writing it after the first few reviews, however 1.) the charger to the my old laptop broke on me while I was working on it, 2.) when we got a new charger, my old laptop decided to fail, and we really have yet to figure out what was wrong it with, and 3.) I got a new laptop that worked fine, however when I was almost done with the second chapter, it decided to totally restart itself to where I had to create my account on it all over again, and download anything else I had originally downloaded on it back onto it. It deleted all my files as well. Obviously, I finally got it done, though sorry it's terrible. Chapter three, maybe?
The day had been short almost. Not in a bad way, but rather, it just seemed to go by a little too fast for Megatron's liking. The duo had stopped by a local store to, at the very least, buy Starscream some things he might like - clothes or a collar, food, etc - although the Kittycon seemed rather reluctant at first. Weather it was due to the crowd inside the store or because someone was actually buying him something and, though he liked it, didn't want to be a burden, Megatron couldn't really tell. Afterwards, the duo started 'home,' although, much to Megatron's dismay and amusement, Starscream thought it would be a good idea to try and hide in the larger mech's shirt, and Megatron was sure that this time, it was due to the bustling crowds. Although he had to try to hold the kittycon up with one hand and carry two rather hefty bags with another, he didn't mind much. It was just the insentient staring, really, although he would get over it eventually...
The apartment rather spacious apartment was dark, noticed easily from the outside, and as the door was unlocked and opened, dim light flooded into the empty household. Megatron had to bend rather oddly to grab the two bags he sat on the top step leading to the apartment, hobbling in and rather uncerimoinosly slamming the door shut with his ped. Once he had managed to catch his breath, was when Starscream cautiously poked his helm out of the top of the shirt. This made Megatron stifle a giggle, as the neck seemed a little too small for the two of them, however the kittycon didn't seem to notice.
Finally, after a moment, the kittycon withdrew his helm and rather strangely wiggled himself free of the sweater, Megatron having to stop supporting him in the process. The little creature landed as a small-ish ball on floor in front of Megatron, tail whipping from side to side in curiosity. He looked around for a moment, noticing the rug in the little entrance hall they stood in before, rather bravely and slowly, standing up as he tried to get a further inspection of the house. Megatron merely snorted at this, making his way around the kittycon - and slightly startling him - and towards the kitchen.
"Feel free to look around a little, if you like," Megatrong chuckled as he turned on the kitchen light and set the bags of items on the kitchen table. There were some thuds and other miscellaneous sounds as he did so, and began rummaging through the sacks in search of the food. "I have a guest room," the large mech explained as he began pulling out cubes of energon, snacks, and treats, "although I'll have to set it up for you. You can still sleep in there, although it might be more comfortable on the couch until I get everything situated."
As Megatron spoke, Starscream had cautiously made his way from the hallway to the kitchen, taking a peek at the still slightly dark living room in the process. His hands were folded together, as if in nervousness, although he seemed more relaxed than he did earlier; tail swishing around more than it had. When Megatron stopped speaking, Starscream took the opportunity to look around the kitchen from the rather large doorway that joined to a hall leading to an upstairs and to the living room just across from it. Finally, he sniffled and gulped, ears against his head as he gave Megatron a rather sad look.
"T-Thank you again for your kindness," he managed, looking a little if at all shy as he spoke. "N-not many bots would have been so kind as you have been. I-I promise I'll try to behave and -"
"As I said, it's no problem," Megatron managed to butt in with a smile and a small laugh before the poor creature went on a rant of some sort of how nice he was being. Not that he minded, but seeing the kittycon worked up into more of a frenzy was not what we needed at the moment, especially when he seemed to be in an already fragile state. "You may stay as long as you like," he added, now pulling out a stuffed toy mouse and looking over it curiously. "It isn't everyday I get guests, really, so your company will be quite welcome."
Smirking, Megatron tossed the mouse towards Starscream, and, perhaps due to reflexes, the kittycon easily caught it with his clawed hands and a slight squeak. He took a moment to look it over, before smiling rather brightly and looking to Megatron as he squeezed the poor creature.
"T-thank you, really!" he replied simply, tail swishing happily again. Megatron smirked, before looking back towards the food he had laid out on the table in front of him.
"Would you like you help me put the food away so you know where everything goes?" he asked.
Starscream nodded enthusiastically, and, setting the toy mouse on the table, the duo set to work putting different items away as Megatron tried to make some decent chatter between them, the sunlight fading away outside as time slowly went by.
