This one's a shorty, but it's not my fault that the scene isn't as long as the others... Actually, it is, but that's besides the point.
Vector Prime meandered into the recreational room (also known as the 'wreck' room, for obvious reasons), holding books seemingly as old as him. Shiori, Elita-1, Megatron, First Aid, Starscream, Optimus, and a silver spider droid by the name of Kei-o were there, doing assorted tasks. In the room itself was all the basics. A couple couches, a snack machine, an air hockey table, and a randomly placed TV in the corner. Not to mention a blown time machine, still yet to be removed due to some sentimental value of which none knew. He gathered them all around, except for a strangely acting First Aid, whom was too busy doing sit-ups.
"What?" First Aid asked, the stares getting to him. "It was either that or listen to VP's rambling!" After a few murmurs of agreement, they stopped, concentrating on the screen. Vector Prime glared at him from below.
"..This is pointless…" Shiori grumbled. She was dragged over here in the middle of a heated air hockey match with Starscream! Elita-1 merely gave a long sigh of boredom, as Vector Prime brought them over to see something amazing in this one book and lost it under the others he brought. Kei-o looked up at Shiori hopefully.
"Ah, here it is… 'The Book of Legends'" He plucked out an especially tattered and yellowed one.
"And we're supposed to care, old man?" Megatron sneered, tired of waiting for something he doubted he would ever care about. Silence rung through as people considered that. It was a very tempting thing to ask, after all…
"Weird." Quietly muttered Shiori, probably wondering how someone so ancient could read in the first place. Then again, the book was just as old. The spider droid poked at her leg, to get her attention, asking, "Up?" She bent down to lift Kei-o, but not before catching the amusing sight in front of her.
Megatron's comment apparently prodded a sore circuit in the old mech and he grabbed one of the heavier books, whacking him upside the head. "Where is your respect for an 'old man'?.!" Vector scolded. Megatron yelped, tearing out of the room, muttering a large string of curses and the promise of revenge.
At this point and time, Optimus snickered from his cinema seat, watching the irked Decepticon fume at what had been shown. "I was concerned about the safety and well-being of my soldiers, Prime. So shut it!" Don't we all know it.
A jeer was heard floating in the above seats. "Were those tears I saw?" He twitched.
"Those were tears of pain!" Not the best comeback, but it functioned.
"So it actually hurt, didn't it, Megatron? You, the invincibl--" Shockblast didn't manage to finish by a long shot, as he was electrocuted again. This time on purpose. Another 'Con nearby called Subi over and said, "Isn't this disrupting the movie?.!" Alarmed that he might be next.
"What are you talking about?" She innocently asked, hiding a would-be toothy grin. "People are still watching it right? Now I suggest that you stop disrupting." A threatening growl escaped her lips. "Got it?" He gulped, and nodded. "Good." She then walked off to yell at the once again wailing Vector Prime. Who obviously was more of an interruption than a shock-happy Megatron.
Vector Prime puffed out his chest in the sudden ego boost of bashing the 'Con leader over the head. "I guess I can still show a Decepticon a thing or two…"
A skeptic silence filled the room.
"Suuure.." They all said, and then turned back to their tasks without even waiting to hear his "interesting" story.
