It has been a few cycles since she had made it back to Cybertron, and Techno had forgotten the luxury of NOT being at that primus forsaken office. She sighed as she then slammed her helm on the desk.
"Ugh… Offline me…" She groaned as she closed her optics. All she heard was the constant bugging of her name. Techno Magnus… Techno Magnus… Techno Magnus! She yelled out loud as the stress finally got to her.
"I need another vacation!" She exclaimed. She sighed as she tried to think of an idea to leave Cybertron and go back to Earth. She gasped as she thought of an idea.
"That's it!" She smiled as she then pulled out some electronic paint. The paints was green and pink. She smiled as she applied it to herself.
"Now… how to escape without anyone noticing…" She muttered as she looked outside the office. No one was in the hallway, thank primus. She got out and used her powers to levitate herself to stay on the ceiling. She quietly crawled on her knees as she made her way towards the exit. She gasped and kept quiet as she saw Longarm right below her. He just walked by her and made a silent sigh of relief. She then made her way outside and ran into the streets of Iacon.
"Yes!" She smiled as she walked around. She saw the civilians just walking about, some sparklings enjoying an energon pop or some oil.
"Hello Madam!" A voice greeted her from behind. She looked behind her to see a purple bot with a smile on his faceplate.
"A-Ah yes… hello!" She greeted back.
"You seem to be very… what's the word… stressed?" The bot questioned as he noticed her appearance.
"Anyways, you seem to be in need of a vacation!" He then wrapped a servo around her frame.
"How about you and me go to Nebulos? The energon over there is smooth, and the view is great!" He explained as he and Techno walked through the crowd.
"That sounds great… but I have someone to meet…" She said as she tried to worm out of his grip.
"Now, now! No need to-!" All of a sudden, his servo was suddenly forced off of her shoulder.
"I said I have to go." She glowered as she then walked away, releasing Swindle from her telekinesis.
"Wait a nanoclick… was that…?" Swindle questioned as he just stood there, not noticing the Autobot sigma slowly peeling off.
"Woops!" He noticed and pressed the sticker back on. Techno had then looked around to see if anyone was around. She then used her power to fly out of Cybertron.
"Now… to follow Optimus' energy signal…" She said as she implemented his energy signal into her tracking device. With that, she "flew" all the way towards Earth.
Meanwhile…
"Megatron, you old warmonger! It's been stellar cycles. I can't tell you how tickled I was to learn that my favorite customer was still online. You look great by the way." Swindle greeted.
"Oh, spare me the platitudes, Swindle. How did you get this frequency?" Megatron scowled as he glared at the purple mech.
"A mutual bounty-hunting friend provided it in exchange for a weapon or two. Professional scruples prevent me from revealing his name." Swindle explained.
"Scruples? You'd sell your own motherboard to the highest bidder." Megatron scoffed.
"Anyways, I've got a special weapon made just for you. For a certain price that is." Swindle concluded as Megatron suddenly got interested.
"I would say that may catch my interest." Megatron said as he crossed his servos.
"Well as the car salesman in earth say: "You can't buy it without taking it out on a test drive." Swindle then turned on the machine.
"Are you seeing this? Are you loving this? Every machine, every robot in Detroit, inoperable! I could spring a leak, I'm so excited!" Swindle exclaimed in excitement.
"With a weapon like that… I can finally have the upper hand on Techno Magnus." Megatron thought as he made his decision.
"Bring me the weapon immediately. Do not delay." Megatron ordered as he ended the call. Swindle had grinned in success.
"I better get this to him, and fast. I might make a better offer if he sees it close and personal." Swindle said as he transformed and loaded the weapon into his alt mode. With that he quickly drove to the sent coordinates, and met Megatron who was waiting patiently.
"Where is this weapon you spoke of?" Megatron said as Swindle then pulled out the device.
"Right here! Now, about the price…" Swindle pressured as Megatron then sighed and pulled out a single card.
"This card holds 10 million credits-."
"Sold, pleasure doing business with you!" Swindle went in to swipe the card from Megatron's servo, but he pulled it back.
"Hold it. You will not tell anyone of my location, or else." He threatened as he handed Swindle the card.
"Not a problem!" Swindle said before he went on his merry way.
"Now I can finally have the upper hand, and she will be mine."