"I'm not your pet!" Rad barked. "And I won't 'entertain' you stupid Decepticons!"
A sharp zap drove him to his knees. His stomach rumbled and he flinched again. Megatron listened to the snarl with a frown.
"Have you had sustenance?"
"Not since yesterday, not that you care. Starscream gave me a stupid tomato!"
"He refused to eat it, sir!" Starscream exclaimed irritably.
"Why?"
"It's a tomato!" Rad shouted. "Are you all really that stupid?"
Megatron zapped him again, which curbed his tongue. He sniffled and sat there, rubbing at his throat.
"My pet needs to be put down for a nap."
Rad protested fiercely, but Megatron forced him down. His tired body pulled him down to unconsciousness. He woke up to a tantalizing smell. Rubbing his eyes, he sat up to see Swindle holding out a steaming plate of food. It was two burgers. He was so hungry that he wolfed the first one down without tasting anything.
"So, you do eat tomato."
Rad swallowed the last bite, pausing before he grabbed the second one. He glanced at the sandwich. It had tomato on it.
"It's on something."
Starscream stared at him. "That's dead flesh."
"Yes."
"Ew," Cyclonus moaned.
"My pet is certainly strange," Megatron mused.
Rad thought about back-talking, but he decided to eat his other burger. He could feel the optics on him, studying him. He finished his meal then swallowed convulsively.
"Water?"
A bottle was handed to him by Leader One. He drained it.
"What do you say?" Megatron asked.
"Go to hell?" he grumbled. Zap! "Ow!"