While Elisabeth and Melissa spoke, Megatron was waiting quietly in the car, looking out the window, thinking. He has changed in many ways nowadays. Not only his looks, but also something inside of him. And he wasn't really fond of it. Maybe he would never admit it but he felt afraid. He was afraid of the change that was happening in front of his very eyes and that he was unable to do anything against it. He was powerless since the day he died and this frustrated him. That was the reason he killed the man that day. So, he could feel that power once more. But the pleasure and proundess never came. However, his thoughts are being slowly replaced by new ones. Ones from this 'domestic' life. He wondered about which movie to watch from the catalogue of the TV or that he really liked Oreo and they should buy more. He wanted to go and see the stars with Betsy once again. The last one was so peaceful and beautiful.
This moment was the one when both women finally arrived and Elisabeth sat into the driver's seat, starting the engine.
"So, according to my research…" Melissa opened her laptop while she made herself comfortable in the back alone. "Which was by the way one of my easiest research projects, because the government sends these files like they were google drive attachments… But to be back on track, according to my research you are this guy" there she pulled out her phone and showed him a picture.
"Yes, though this is not the best picture of me" he answered looking at the picture. When was it taken? Or did the autoboots willingly share all of the data they brought with themselves?
"And you also planned and tried to destroy Earth? No offence, I don't like this planet either."
"Yes, I did. But I do not wish to destroy your planet anymore."
"That's nice! Heard that, Beth! You saved our planet!" Mel said teasingly and Elisabeth could only roll her eyes. "Also are we going to pick up Ambrose now?"
"First my stuff, second Ambrose" she said while taking a left turn.
"Are the others not angry at you for ditching them? Now there are less people to pay the rent."
"You think them to be this stupid? They put up my room for sale the moment I said I'm going to stay with Merlin. So, now there are a few who want to move in."
"So, in reality, they ditched you."
After this silence settled between them so everyone started to do their things. Mel wrote something on her laptop; Beth tapped the wheel while waiting in the red and Megatron was looking out of the window, bored. He wanted to speak with Elisabeth, but with Melissa sitting in the backseat, he didn't feel comfortable enough to talk. It was hilarious considering that he had no problem with such things before he became human. This only showed him that he is falling apart. But at that moment… when he held her in his arms. He felt whole. And wanted that feeling even more.
As the time went by, they finally arrived but just as fast, they continued as Elisabeth just brought down some boxes to take. Later on, they stopped before a café where Ambrose also joined the team.
"So, does someone care to fill me up or I must be the one who asks?"
"Take a guess, muscle" Mel said teasingly while looking up from her laptop.
"Muscle? Really? How unoriginal…" scoffed Ambrose crossing his arms.
"Can we act like grown-ups or are we still in kindergarten?" asked Elisabeth looking back a second.
"I wish we could be still in kindergarten. A whole lot easier."
"Please Mel, for the love of God! Behave!"
"Do you really think that these people can help me?" Megatron asked her as he got bored watching the view.
"Yes of course!" snorted Mellissa as she crossed her arms. "I even came up with the perfect plan!"
"And what would that be?" looked Ambrose at her.
"Well…" there she let out a sly smile as everyone looked at her. "From the logs it seems there's a laboratory between Cambridge and Norwich, which had been conducting scientific research since the early 2000's. The thing is that the place has tight security and all the most modern stuff, so it would be impossible to get in. But… there will be a shipment there on the 25 of December. So, we hijack the cargo and we will be the ones to deliver it there. Honestly this is our only way in."
"Really? We have to do this in the middle of fucking Christmas?" said Elisabeth angrily.
"If we want to ever get into there, yes. We have to do this. But let's not get ahead of ourselves! Let's enjoy the now, with going to a party!"
"I may not share Melissa's enthusiasm, but yeah, let's go to a party and drink."
"Also, you have to show our alien friend the wide selection of drinks! Man, we will drink until we are drunk!"
"Is alcohol like high grade?" looked Megatron at Melissa with a confused face and she just nodded a few times.
"How do you know what that is?" Ambrose looked at her also confused.
"It has HIGH in its name. This could mean that that is either alcohol or drugs. I'm surprised that the head of the mob doesn't know that."
"You are dancing on a thin line, girl" Ambrose snorted.
"Some just like to play with fire" she said back amused as they finally arrived at Merlin's house. "But well… are we going or not?"
Then Elisabeth looked at Megatron before answering, because she knew he didn't really like crowds and people and stuff. She didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable.
"I know what you are thinking. It will not be a problem; I can manage it. Also, now that your friend mentioned, I wish to taste human high grade" he said remembering the good old days when he sat with Orion drinking high grade after each of his victories. Oh, Orion Pax was the funniest when being drunk!
"Then it's settled!" exclaimed Mel as she took off her shoes. "Tonight, we're going to kick up our heels!"
"But what are we doing until then?" crossed Ambrose his arms.
"What about everyone just doing their own damn business?" answered Beth as she saw Mel instantly going to the TV and searching for a movie to watch.
So, she picked up her box and headed upstairs with Megatron in her tracks. When they arrived in her room, she dropped her box into the bed.
"What do you think? I mean… about them" she asked.
"Your friends are… unique. Though I do not know if they are unique in the human eyes."
"I asked you, what do you think, not others" she snapped back, surprising him for a moment.
"Then let me ask you this: Do you really think they could help?"
"Well, your fancy alien friends still didn't come, unlike them. We're here, they're not. We are your best and… only bet."
"I guess I lost this round then" he snorted, letting out a bittersweet smile.
"You did. But it's not the end of the world. Also, you have to get out, because I want to dress up!" she exclaimed as she grabbed both of his shoulders and pushed Megatron out of the room. "You should do the same" she suggested before closing the door leaving him all alone in the hallway. He just sighed and went into his room. He just looked around while thinking. He has been thinking a lot since his death. And thinking just made him even more aware of who he really was.
"That trench coat on you looks like shit. Where are you from? The fifties?" Ambrose appeared leaning into the doorframe.
"I put on whatever I like."
"Yeah, I see. Dressing up as a clown is your thing" he snorted as he opened the dresser looking for clothes. "But to your luck I'm here and you I will make you look presentable."
"And what do I gain from letting you help me?"
"You won't look like my loser brother does and also Elisabeth may give you a pat on the back telling you, you look good. Seems fair trade to me. Also, that body belongs to my family, no matter how fucking weird it sounds."
"I think I get what you mean. Also, I do not want to look bad… in front of Elisabeth" he thought the last part.
With that they had the dressing sequence like the women in those movies. So, after emptying half of the closet they found the perfect clothes for him to wear at the party. Black combat boots, a grey jean, white t-shirt and also a black leather jacket.
Ambrose also made sure his hair looked like not a nest, so he cut off parts, brushed all the others, so when he and Elisabeth met when they wanted to go, they just looked at each other with awe.
"You look great" blushed Elisabeth adjusting her black bag.
"You likewise" he answered, still looking at her. She wore a light brown leather like jacket, under a dotted purplish shirt with a dark, almost black skinny fitted jean. Also, she had some brownish eyeshadow and red lipstick on.
"Thanks" she smiled, but it was short lived as she realised something and started to search in her pockets. "I have a present for you and now is the perfect time to give it to you! But close your eyes!" she ordered and Megatron did as he was told.
A present? For him? Right now? It was weird and he didn't understand it really, but when he felt Elisabeth's hands close to his face, he could just only open his eyes in curiosity.
"What is…" he could never finish as Elisabeth stepped back, letting him see the necklace she made. He brought it closer just to be sure that this is a Decepticon insignia. It… made him feel like he was at his home once again. "You made this?" He couldn't do anything but smile.
"It was on almost every drawing of yours so I thought…" but she was cut off with Megatron hugging her.
"Thank you. It feels like home" he whispered into her ear.
"This must be the cutest romantic shit I ever seen" rolled Mel her eyes, standing next to Ambrose.
"We need to get going," Ambrose spoke louder than Melissa, which made both of them pay attention.
It wasn't that much time to go there and there weren't that many people Elisabeth was hoping for. But it seemed for Megatron it was still much, so she sat with him next to the bar counter. Anyway, she promised to show him the alcohol.
"Should we go from the stronger to weaker or reverse?" she asked him, looking through the drink menu.
"Let us start from the strongest. I do not believe you can make something as strong as high grade" he explained as Elisabeth called the bartender telling him to bring them something called: Vodka. As the water-like drink arrived, he looked at her in confusion, but Beth just laughed it off, urging him to drink it at once. So, he did exactly that. The drink stringed and it had a similar taste to high grade, though this felt more raw, unrefined.
"So… Do you like it?" she had to now shout as the music got louder.
"I do! Order more!" he shouted back.
"But then you will be drunk before I can show you anything else!" she answered with an amused smile on her face and a happy look because he took liking in vodka.
"Believe me, I can take much before overcharging" he gave an encouraging smile to her, for which she just rolled her eyes like she always did, but ordered more drinks anyway. This went until they ran out of drinks to try, but then Megatron suggested going through the list once again. And when they finished that, was when they felt a little bit… drunk.
At the same moment someone's voice was all over the place telling everyone to come to the pair dance contest, because if you win, you will be crowned as the queen and king of the night. And what else does the drunk Elisabeth and Megatron need more?
"Hey, is that Beth?" asked Melissa Ambrose next to her as she drank her beer.
"I think she drank everything from that list. At least twice. Also look at Megatron! They are totally drunk" he laughed at the sight of the two, as they went up to the dancefloor and the music started.
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
"Gonna beat the shit out of them, Megs?" asked Elisabeth as they started to dance the best they could.
"I do not know how to dance, but this is fun anyway! Better than spending all days" there he spun her out, then back "all nights, doing that shitty war, praying to a god that will never answer!"
"They say if people are free, they dance! You're free now!"
"I wish I had met you earlier. You could have helped me a lot."
And I'm possessive, it isn't nice
"Well, now I'm here and you're here, so everything's fine!" she hiccupped while the song went on and pairs dropped out.
"What is the name of this song?" Megatron asked, changing the subject.
"This is an old Abba song. Lay all your love on me! But now it isn't true, now everything is new" she said and started to sing along. "Come on! Sing with me! Don't go wasting your emotion! Lay all your love on meeeeee!"
"Oh, for the name of Primus, what else do you want from me, woman?!"
"I still don't know what you've done with me" she continued to sing along but it was like it wasn't about the song anymore.
But they were too drunk so in the end Megatron gave up and also started to sing what he understood from the lyrics. Not much, really. But their strange chemistry was loved by many, so eventually they won the dance and were crowned as the queen and the king of the night.
"You seemed to like this" she told him as he held her close while they were being crowned. "King Megs."
"Just because you were here. Queen Betsy."
"Now, now, let's go home, you two are really drunk" arrived Ambrose with Melissa in his tracks.
"I wanna stay and dance with Megatron! All night!" Elisabeth protested. "Or let's dance together! All four of us, because we're now the team Megatron!"
"Yeah, dance together!" Mel agreed so they stayed and danced until they were too tired.
The way home was silent as only Ambrose and Megatron were awake, while Elisabeth and Melissa passed out from the tiredness. For Megatron it was strange and quite hurtful as his ears started to ring after silence fell on them. Also, his head hurts so much, like it's going to explode. As they arrived, he picked up the sleeping Elisabeth in a bridal style intending to bring her back to her room to sleep.
"Today was fun. You're a good man" Ambrose said, looking at him. "Take care of her" he said as he threw the key to the house to him. "Until we meet again!"
"Until we meet again" he also said goodbye as he tried to open the door while also holding Elisabeth. Luckily, he succeeded and he arrived into the living room, as Beth woke up.
"We're already home?" she asked as Megatron put her down.
"Seems like."
"Thank you for bringing me home," she said. "Thank you for everything."
"Do not thank me. I am useless" he said, being too drunk to control himself, his thoughts, his movements, his words.
"You're not," whispered Elisabeth. "Also, everyone makes mistakes" she said as she took a step forward, but she felt as if her legs were made of jelly.
"You do not get it… I'M A FAILURE! I always was!" he said as he felt something warm on his cheeks. Being surprised he put his hand there only to discover this is water.
"You saved me from those guys. You even said to my mom that she should go and fuck herself" she said, stepping even closer and now she was standing before him. "You never failed me, Megs" she whispered as she set the crown straight on his head. "Don't cry" she cupped his cheeks, wiping off the tears.
"I don't deserve you," he said, letting out a bittersweet smile.
"That's not for you to decide" she said as feeling brave from the lot of alcohol, she pushed herself even closer and kissed him.
If she hadn't been drunk, she would have thought he's going to push her the moment their lips touched. Though if she's been sober, she wouldn't even dare to kiss him. Even then it was a surprise when he returned the kiss as now it was his turn to cup her cheeks as they were pressed into each other.
He also felt the same pure pleasure as Elisabeth as they kissed each other more deeply and deeply. They were fighting and it was like his whole being was on fire. A fire that wanted to swallow not only him, but her too, melting them into one tangled mess.
So, they were just standing there, kissing until they ran out of breath. But even after then they just had a little time to breathe before they started it again and again until they decided to sleep in each other's arms on the couch, fully clothed and totally drunk.