It had been worth it.
Sure he hurt like slag afterwards, but the look on Megatron's faceplate as oil trailed in rivulets down the Decepticon leader's front made Starscream smirk with glee. That should teach Megatron to put him on monitor duty! The beating he had received could not erase the humiliating experience from the minds of the troops. Perfect. So perfect.
Megatron was seething.
He beat Starscream within a mini-inch of that Pit-damned Seeker's life, but his pride was still wounded. He paced the floor of his personal quarters, not wanting anyone to disturb his thoughts. Their failed attempt to nab the plans for the Autobot's new solar station left Megatron in a boiling temper, and Starscream's little stunt with the oil can did nothing to curb the murderous rage in his spark.
He paced back and forth, again and again. Curse Prime! Curse Starscream! He would have his revenge on them both as soon as he came up with another brilliant strategy! They'd both pay!
If only he could come up with one! He was so furious he could barely think straight!
Megatron in his fury threw down the data pads he was supposed to read and howled in frustration. His violent rage finally spilled over, and with blind fury, punched a hole in the wall. Then, his servo connected with the Nemesis's wiring, and he received a painful electric shock for his trouble.
As he quickly withdrew his hand and cycled air onto his burning digits, an idea struck him. He didn't have an idea for his revenge on Prime, but Starscream…
Megatron's lip components split into a malicious grin, revealing sharp fangs.
The two Decepticon officers made their way to the Mess Hall in silence. Megatron had finally devised a plan to exact his revenge on Prime, and unfortunately needed Starscream's input on the practicality of its implementation. Not that Megatron bothered to listen; the meeting was more of a formality that gave the illusion that he used the Second's input. However, they still continued these meetings as if they were needed rather than giving them up.
By unspoken agreement *le gasp* the two had decided to go to the Mess to "discuss" the new plan over cubes of energon. When they entered, the hall was empty, except for Ravage who was lapping up energon out of a cube placed on the floor.
The two sat down at a table near the dispenser, and glared at one another for several astro-seconds.
"Well, Mighty Leader?"Starscream broke the silence.
Megatron narrowed his optics at Starscream's tone, and waited several more pointed seconds before starting.
"As I am sure you are aware, Starscream-."
Megatron was interrupted as Skywarp, Rumble, and Frenzy entered the Hall.
"Don't either of you even think about getting your ration before me!"Skywarp snarled.
"Oh yeah?" Frenzy puffed up, "What makes you so special, Flyboy?"
"I, unlike you two morons, have been out on patrol for the past several joors."
"Big whoop!" Rumble snapped, "We've been spying on the Autobots, and we're both starved!"
Megatron frowned, of course the three blockheads of the base had to show up now. Starscream didn't look pleased about the interruption, either.
Skywarp reached the dispenser first, and grabbed an empty cube to fill. He reached for the handle of the dispenser. As he did so, Megatron felt his tank flip.
As Skywarp's servo connected with the dispenser, an electric charge arched through him, sending the teleporter flying back, letting out a high-pitched yelp as he did so. Megatron would have buried his faceplate in his servos, were in not for several of his lackeys in the room around him.
"Skywarp!"
Starscream lept to his pedes and ran to his Trinemate who was smoking slightly on the ground.
Rumble and Frenzy burst into raucous laughter at the sight.
"I hear the wedding bells now!" Frenzy snorted.
"I'll get you two metallic mini- meatballs for this!"Skywarp snarled, slowly rising to his pedes with the help of his Trineleader.
"Hey!" Rumble sounded offended, "We didn't do this!"
"You two better run for your lives," the black and violet seeker threatened, glaring at the two twins, "Because there's going to be Pit to pay!"
The smirks on the twins' faceplates melted like metal in a smelter.
"What're you saying, stupid?" Rumble threatened.
"This means WAR!" Skywarp shouted, then turned on his thrusters and stormed out of the room.
Upon reflection, Megatron could have confessed. He could have deflated the situation by saying he was the one who electrified the dispenser in the hopes that Starscream would have touched it instead.
But that would have meant that he was wrong, and Megatron was never wrong.
How wrong he was…
This was supposed to be a one- shot. But then the plot bunny bit me. But, hey! I need a break from the monstrosity I've been enveloped in recently. (Hence few posts...)
This whole thing will be D-con-centric, duh... and I might throw in an OC or two here and there. Nothing big, but I do want to see how my OCs fare in the wider internet! (Scary... scary thoughts...)
This probably won't be updated too often. Though I will take prank ideas... Please and thank you ;D