Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. …Only if I did…*evil grin* I do however own some OC's, which will be rare to find from me. Most will be nameless.

Characters: Young Optimus and Megatron.

Summary: 2007 Movie: "You left me no choice, brother." They were brothers and still are, through thick and thin. This fanfiction circles around the theory of Optimus and Megatron really being brothers. Just drabbles of the young and livelihood of the two little 'bots. Beware; contains much fluff.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it took a while to update, but I saw ROTF and thought it was amazing! Totally gonna see it at least 7 times before it's outta theaters. And I'm grateful for it, too. Gave me some muse to make some more drabbles! Enjoy and review. 3

Weak

It was a simple sparring lesson but it seemed a little more for Optimus. He was thrown, bashed, and beaten all the while. Eventually the youngling had fallen onto his aft and held back a barrage of sobs.

"Okay, okay! You win!" he yelped. He winced at the fresh bruises and dents in his armor.

Megatron watched him with disappointment. "I didn't even hit you that hard," he huffed. "Come on, try again! Stop being such a baby."

Optimus looked up at his brother and saw he was ready for another round. He sighed and complied, standing up but with a struggle. "I can take you on," he said, narrowing his optics. A smile slowly crept onto his face and he nodded, showing he was ready.

Megatron smirked and came at him, swinging his arm and punching his little brother right in the chest. He kicked him at the right moment and got him directly in the abdomen.

Optimus yelped in surprise but didn't back off. He punched and kicked at his opponent. He squeaked when he was suddenly pulled into an unexpected headlock. Optimus flailed, struggling within his brother's grip. "Hey!"

Megatron chuckled and then punched his brother in the face before flinging the youngling across the training room. He laughed as he saw the 'bot whine and sob against the ground. "Oh come on, Optimus! I didn't do it that hard!" He ceased his laughing eventually when he heard that his brother just increased the volume of his sobbing. He sighed and walked over to him.

"That really hurt…!" Optimus whined, curling up against the floor. He sniffed and wiped away stray tears as he looked up. Megatron had his hand held out, looking irritated.

Megatron helped his brother to his feet and sighed, crossing his arms. Narrowing his optics, he growled, "You are so weak."