They waited, giving the humans a little while to actually move away and leave.

They'd hung about outside for a minute saying their goodbyes to the one on-screen.

The sound of the truck engines pulling away and fading away signalled their eventual disappearance.

"THAT was weird, it's feet were all over me!" Galvatron rubbed his shoulder where the offending human had been.

"I don't like having to deal with three of them, and they mentioned some 'Unit', this may end up being more hassle than it's worth." Cyclonus rolled his shoulder feeling a joining cable pop into a better position alongside the connective pistons.

"Why do we have to put up with their slag?" Galvatron sneered.

"Because we crashed here!" Cyclonus snapped "And they KNOW of our world, what's better; pandering to some gross organics for a bit or going around stealing bits of machinery to repair our ship and becoming bigger targets for that stupid Earth-team the Autobots have here? At least with humans around us, they'll make a good shield Galvatron!"

"Agh, just how did we even end up here?! In general!" Galvatron threw his arms up in the air.

"There's always one person who isn't down with murder" Cyclonus hissed.

"Hm?"

"Cyberwarp" He spat the name out with vitriol "She didn't uphold her part of the combiner…"

"Don't say it"

"... Galvatronus" Galvatron shivered slightly his faceplates flushing a dark colour.

"You had to name it that" He whispered.

"Can't I show a little appreciation?" Cyclonus suddenly grinned happy to leave the bitter memory behind, "You've helped me maaaany times, after all, the combiner was strong too, couldn't help but name it after another strong thing in my life"

Galvatron flushed darker.

"Yeah!... Well… I wouldn't! I mean what would I name a combiner!? Cyclonia? Cyclotron? Oh hey, that one's actually really good" his face suddenly changing as if he'd forgotten everything else that'd been said.

Cyclonus laughed, he could count on something stupid happening with Galvatron to take the bitter edge off things.

"Besides why did you spill ALL the plans" Galvatron suddenly sighed and Cyclonus's wings drooped "Who knows, you could've lied or reactivated the controller and covered up your appearance, but spilling all of that too… Why'd you do it?"

"I don't know…" He murmured.

"You don't know? You DON'T KNOW!?" Galvatron's voice escalated in pitch as his lip plates curled back over fanged dental units.

"WHAT? Well, it's not like you were there to fill in the role! I had to work with those dregs! They weren't up to combat standard, they couldn't even catch a few mini-cons!" Cyclonus bristled.

"Oh great! As if seeing the broadcast wasn't frustratingly annoying enough, you ended up screwing up because no one noticed a MINI-CON!? You told me you had sensors equipped to DEAL WITH that kind of thing!" Galvatron snarled.

"I didn't see you run over to help me!" Cyclonus barked.

Galvatron reeled, systems twitching in built up anger.

"You…"

"What!? Too put off by its NAME?" He sneered "Couldn't be bothered to be back-up!? Shoot them in the back!?"

"Well… Excuse me for having FAITH IN YOU!" The hangar echoed with Galvatron's roar.

They stood staring at each other in the same hangar, but for what it felt like; the room was empty.

"I don't know… I… Usually, I have control, but I don't think the others kept control, one wasn't into it…" He recalled the emotions of their combined form as it fought "One was stressed, another was panicking… So I spilled I think… They're good at letting me control everything physically but it seems they all forgot where their emotions go… After all the loyalty I fragging showed them!" Cyclonus shook, his voice a low whisper "I didn't even think there was much of a point to blasted well getting Megatron back! He's been gone for Primus-knows-how-long! Would there even be a point!? But no theeeey wanted it!"

"So why didn't you just rule yourself!? You had Cybertron, Cyclonus! You'd done what he never had and actually had control of the entire planet!" Galvatron argued.

"I'm a WARRIOR! Not a leader! I have no desire to lead more than a team or be top rank! My spark belongs in battle or the air! I just know what I want and that's how I go!" Cyclonus snarled to the roof of the building, breaking optical contact with Galvatron "That's how we've always gone".

There was a lingering silence, it was cold and empty, their failure hovering in the air before settling on stressed, tired shoulders.

The only sound in the room for several units of Earth time was the low level hum of the primitive lighting system.

"Can you believe some builders wanted all six of them to be able to combine into one?" Galvatron broke the silence one hand rubbing at his helm.

"Good fragging luck to them" Cyclonus snorted "Crazy frackers"

A low-level chuckle floated around the room like water droplets in the air after a storm.

Galvatron clanged a little as he dropped to the ground; sitting down and flopping onto his back, a hand going to his helm and one clutching the plates over his spark.

"Are you alright?" Cyclonus stood beside his flopped form.

"... Yeah… Just 'coming down' I suppose" He panted as if he'd circled Cybertron in one night.

"Are you su-"

"YES!" Galvatron snapped jerking upright at painful speeds, optics twitching and lip plates quivering before he grabbed his helm in both hands and sagged back to the floor with a groan.

Cyclonus vented harshly, taking a step back watching Galvatron roll to his front and smother his helm with his arms, pressing his face into the floor.

Leaving him to it Cyclonus went to the small berth he had previously been resting upon and sat down upon it casting a dismal glance to Galvatron on the floor; only looking away when he began curling in on himself lying in a tight ball on the floor.

He sighed loudly.

"WE have combiner software now... just us" he quietly uttered.

Galvatron made the meekest sound in response and Cyclonus decided it would be best to let him come down fully from the recent events before trying to force more conversation from him.