Author's note. I've just realised I've barely mentioned the Autobot's Minicons and it seems strange. I confess I forgot about them but I'll try to feature them more.
Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, the next one will be longer.
Enjoy and please review.
Megatron sat smugly on his Throne, a small smirk on his face. He was still remembering the look of absolute shock on his girl's face when he kissed her. That had certainly got her to be silent.
He had to admit that his actions had taken him slightly by surprise, never mind those gawking brats. It had been a very spur of the moment thing, but he wasn't sorry he'd done it, quite the opposite.
He considered Alexis's reaction to his kiss. Of course she'd been surprised and shocked but he thought he'd detected something else as well. She had been blushing furiously, her face turning actual bright pink colour.
In fact, her face had turned that interesting shade on several occasions. Like whenever he's stripped off for a bath or when they'd talked about any sexual. Not to mention that time she and those other two had caught Starscream in the shower, when all three kids had had red faces.
Of course, she was a young Femme so it perhaps wasn't surprising that she had such a reaction, especially as he was a fully grown Mech.
This thought made him smirk.
All Femmes tended to swoon when he was around, even those who thought they were above a Mech's charms. It wasn't just because he was strong, handsome and obviously very brave. He could get a Femme in his berth without even trying and not only because he was a commander.
It seemed there was just something about him, and Optimus incidentally, that made Femmes go wild. Both of them just had IT.Megatron couldn't quite explain what ITwas but he knew he had it.
It was his opinion that there two types of this IT factor. One was good guy/heroand that's what Optimus had. Just something about Optimus's Spark felt nobility made Femmes want to offer themselves to him in droves. Optimus's kind refusal only made it worse.
Megatron's ITfactor was much more bad boy/villain. Naturally, Decepticon Femmes loved him for it but this attitude also secretly attracted Autobot and Neutral Femmes. They all, even Bonded ones, would watch as he went into battle, loving his body and presence. Though of course, for the Bonded and most of the others, this was just little fantasies they indulged in.
But he didn't care if many wouldn't actually sleep was him, it was enough that they daydreamed about it.
Besides, plenty of Femmes did sleep with him, and sometimes there was more than one in his berth. This made him remember the time he'd seduced an Autobot Femme, later getting her and a Decepticon Femme at the same time.
He hadn't been to obvious about it, otherwise the Femme would have resolute ignored him, no matter how painful that may be. And contrary to what anybody said about him, he had never forced himself on an utterly unwilling Femme. Only weak, desperate Mechs did that and he was neither.
But back to the Femme, she had been so delicious. So brave and yet so shy. He'd taken his time with her, letting her see what she could have. And when her resolve had crumbled, he'd pounced.
"Mmm," he hummed softly as he recalled glorious victory.
She'd been a wonderful interface, just liked he'd hoped. Somehow, her being an Autobot made it even better, Decepticon Femmes were just too accessible, even though they didn't all say yes. An Autobot was a bit of a challenge, a chase and he loved it.
He was starting to grow a little hot as he pictured the scene that had then unfolded, him carrying the young, exhausted Femme to his quarters where one of his consorts awaited. What a time they'd had and by the end, he'd been cradling two very tired but none the less satisfied Femmes.
He decided he'd better return to his quarters, it was getting late. His men had already retired, and his pets were sleeping in the Med Bay with a Minicon guard. Thinking about them reminded him of the girl.
Once he'd set his sights on a Femme, he'd nearly always end up having her. Perhaps it would be fun to see if this held true for otherFemmes.
Of course, nothing was going to happen, not only was she the wrong species but she was too young. Never mind, it would still be fun seeing if he could get her to blush again.
Megatron grinned at this thought, it was always fun thinking up new things to do involving his pets, be it entertainment or obedience lessons. Yes, he was looking forward to this little experiment.
As he started making his way towards the door, he suddenly paused as a thought struck him. Prime's men were probably desperate to find out how their leader was doing. Thus making them more likely to give in to his demands.
Megatron's red optics gleamed maliciously, yes, now was the perfect time to call. So without another thought, he headed straight to the Control room to make a call.
Carlos's POV.
Carlos sighed softly as he lay curled up beside his best friend. Rad had fallen asleep sometime ago, worn out by his injuries. On his other side was Alexis, who was snuggling up to him, also asleep.
Carlos suspected they'd be here for a while, Rad was going to need time to recover. He and Alexis would need to think up ways to entertain their bedridden friend, who would soon become very bored.
Maybe they could convince Megatron to let them watch a movie or something.
Thinking about Megatron made him remember what had happened earlier.
Alexis had been given the large Decepticon a piece of her mind, which Carlos couldn't fault her for. He'd do it himself but she did it so much better. Though he had been briefly worried that she's end up getting punished, Megatron rarely tolerated insolence.
But to his extreme shock, Megatron had reacted by kissing her, actually pressing his lips to hers.
No body had been more shocked than Alexis of course, she'd been almost too stunned to say anything after he'd placed her back down. Megatron had looked very amused, exactly like the Peacock Alexis had once secretly called him.
The thought made him giggle, he could just picture Megatron strutting around, cooing.
"Dude, that was plain loco," Carlos said softly, earning a curious look from the nearby Minicon.
Megatron had left a Minicon to guard them, and also make sure Rad suffered no complications. Though thankfully, the possibility of this was decreasing with each passing hour. And hopefully Rad wouldn't suffer any problems as a result of his injuries.
Carlos gave a sigh, it was getting late and these serious thoughts didn't do well for you if you wanted to drop off. So instead he thought a bit more about what Alexis had told him about Cybertroian society.
He had to admit it was pretty overwhelming to think that Optimus and Megatron and women, um, Femmes falling over themselves to get at them. He supposed they were pretty awesome and all, but it was funny to think of them as babe magnets.
"Heh, babe magnets," he muttered quietly with a grin.
It was a silly thought, with them being made of metal but it was very late. He couldn't be blamed for thinking odd things when his head was heavy with longed for sleep.
"Hmm," he mumbled, snuggling down against Rad, whose body was very warm with it's coverings.
He was getting really sleepy, maybe he'd think about this tomorrow. Yeah, sleep seemed a really great idea right about now.
The Spanish boy closed his eyes as his breathing started to become deeper. The watching Minicon glanced over and smiled when he saw the boy had slipped into recharge. Making himself comfortable, the loyal Minicon settled down to watch over the three children as they gently slept.
At the Autobot Base.
"What are we going to do?" Hotshot asked in a defeated voice.
The other two looked grim but they had no answer. Their leader was gone, a prisoner of war to Megatron. They had no idea what sort of condition their Prime was in but it was unlikely to be good.
"No doubt Megatron will have demands," Red Alert said quietly.
"I'm sure he won't wait too long to give them to us."
Hotshot snorted with agreement.
"Yeah, he never misses an opportunity to gloat."
As if the Decepticon leader had actually heard this statement, there came a sudden beeping from the comm.
They all rushed for it and Hotshot quickly answered the incoming call. Megatron's sneering face appeared on screen and the young Autobot had to resist the urge to punch said screen.
"Well, well, if it isn't Prime's little band," Megatron began, his sneer widening.
"What do you want Megatron?" Red Alert asked tiredly.
Megatron's sneer, if possible, increased.
"Why, I thought you might like to know the state of your leader."
"Aw, what have you done to him?" Hotshot burst out, unable to keep his cool.
Megatron only laughed, which only made Hotshot angrily. However, he didn't say anything as Smokescreen laid hand on his shoulder, calming him down.
"In answer to your question," Megatron finally said after he'd stopped laughing.
"Prime is perfectly fine. For now."
"What does that mean?" Red Alert asked coldly.
"It means," Megatron stressed. "That unless I get a Minicon within the next cycle or so, your Prime is going to get very hungry."
"Your going to starve him?" Smokescreen said in disbelief. "If we don't pay?"
"That was the basic idea, yes," Megatron said with a smirk.
"But what if no Minicons show?" Hotshot asked desperately.
"Then he'll starve," Megatron replied harshly.
"Unless you subsidise with your own Minicons."
"No way are we giving you any of our Minicons," Hotshot said hotly.
"It's your decision," Megatron said with another shrug.
"Of course you don't' have to give me anything. But know that Prime will suffer if you don't."
And with that, he broke the connection.
"Damn it," Hotshto yelled, punching the wall in his frustration.
The others just hung their heads, what were they going to do? Of course they would do anything for their leader but Megatron was blackmailing them into giving up free Minicons. And they'd sworn to protect those Minicons, not hand them over to be used as slaves.
A sudden beeping caught their attention and they turned to find Highwire, Sureshock and Grindor staring up at them.
"Highwire?" Hotshot said curiously as the three Minicons stared at him.
"What's up guys?"
"We've been thinking about Rad and the others,"Highwire replied simply.
"And we want to do something about it,"Grindor added.
"I know how you feel guys," Hotshot said tiredly. "I'd love to be able to do something to. But we can't, there's just no way we can get to them."
"That's why we wish to offer ourselves,"Sureshock said softly. "To Megatron if you cannot give him any Minicons."
"What?" exclaimed both Hotshot and Smokescreen.
Red Alert just looked serious.
"Highwire, thanks for the offer but we don't want to lose you," he said gently. "As much as I hate handing any Minicon over to Megatron, none of us wants to lose you."
"We know but we do not want Optimus to go without Energon,"Sureshock said seriously.
"Besides, this way we would be close to the ones we sworn to look after,"Grindor added.
"And perhaps our presence will make a difference,"Highwire said firmly.
"I still don't know," Red Alert began but Highwire held up a hand.
"There is something we must show you."
The Minicons led the way to the Rec Room which had a large television screen for watching human stuff. The three Autobots were curious as to what the Minicons were up to but they didn't have to wait long. Grindor pressed a couple of buttons and they were greeted by a police broadcast.
And they froze when they saw who was on it.
It was the kids mothers, all three looking very tearful and stressed. It made Hotshot's Spark almost freeze with pain, he could barely stand seeing them like that. And being reminded of how he had failed his three friends.
"If anyone has seen our kids, please let us know, we miss them so much," the woman with the light hair and skin was saying. Hotshot guessed she was Rad's mother.
"We just want to know their alright," the other light skinned woman added, she must be Alexis's mother.
"And if the ones holding them are watching this," the dark skinned woman, Carlos's mother, now said.
"Please, please, please let them go. Their just three happy kids, who've never done anything or hurt anybody."
"Or at least let them contact us," Alexis's mother added. "So that we can hear their voices and know their alright. And tell them how much we love them."
The broadcast ended as adverts started to show. The small group was left staring at the screen, utterly silent.
"That's it," Hotshot said quietly.
"I don't care how we do it, one way or another, we are getting those kids back. Whatever it takes."
Author's note. How does Megatron's little experiment go? And can the Autobots do anything? Find out next time which also features how transformers deal with a girl whose on her period, hee. Until then.