Chapter 5
Go Frag your self
NOTE: Hi it's been a while...
Leadeframe's P.O.V
"Wake up,"
My optics darted at the gruff voice, light assaulted my vision making me close them with a grown.
My arms felt stiff and I needed to stretch but I was harshly reminded of where I was. My hands were still locked behind my back. I made a tired noise and moved into the pillow again keeping my optics shut.
"Get up," My magnificent master ordered.
"No." I said nodding off again.
Then he suddenly pulled the blankets off me making me look over my shoulder.
"Hey," I complained. I was soooooo tired and I had like, no energy left.
"Wake up," he said again. I checked my hub for the time and- It's 6:00!?
"But it's 6:00, go back to bed you... angry, tall, shoulders person." I said tired fighting the cuffs.
I REALLY wasn't a morning person, I just didn't function all that grate on good days. My back was just killing.
"Firstly,I always get up at this hour and secondly you will too, now sit up,"
I used my hands behind my back to pull myself up the couch.
"Frag," I hissed in pain "Better?" I asked. he nodded approvingly going back to a data pad in his hand. I just shot him a glare.
"Think you can take the cuffs off at least?" I asked, "They're really making my shoulders stiff."
"No," he said walking away. That wasn't too surprising but damn I wanted them off.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because what would you learn from it, You tried to kill me," He shot his attention back at me. His stern look was unmoving.
"How long do I have too ware them?"I asked, "I assumed it's... not forever," I asked more nicely. Magnus being stern but at least I could see his point. But having my hands behind my back alllll night wasn't help my back and last thing I wanted was for it to heal wrong.
"They come off when I say so," Magnus said all hostile like. I just left it at that, I'd keep bugging but I'm not really in the mood.
"Whatever," I said under my breath.
"Don't mutter," He said looking back to his data pad walking off. I let myself just lean in and sink into the cushions. I hated that my hand prevents this from being comfortable.
I hear Ultra Magnus walk off, I didn't care to look. I figure the further he was the better, I couldn't handle him. Especially not this early. It was fine bossing around my insubordinate good for nothing troops. But Magnus has that "I'm the boss always" attitude.
It's insufferable.
I hope I wasn't too much like that.
Uh I can't be bothered to care. Not like they're around anymore.
The peace didn't last long and he came back with a Energon container with a half quarter worth of Energon? Why so little.
"What, you dieting or something?" I asked. No doubt a heavy boy, he was.
"No, It's your rations, I'm not risking you purging on my floors," He said sitting on the couch with me.
Charming...
But I got a ping of hope, dose this mean he's letting me out of the cuffs? I'm going to need my hands if I'm gonna to fuel.
"Okay," I said struggling to trying to shift myself Or turn myself around. I wasn't having much luck and my back creaked in protest. I let out a small grunt.
Thanks for he help shoulders.
"What are you doing?" He asked confused. I looked over equally confused. What, how was he expecting me to drink it.
"Uh, how am I suppose to drink it with no hands. I'm not really in peek conditions to do tricks for you, master," I said sarcastically. Magnus carefully fix me back to how I was before.
"No, the cuffs are staying on. I'm going to fuel you by hand,"
I starred at him blackly.
I had to have had a audio malfunction or something. That was to stupid to register. I'm not a Sparkling. Or rendered incapable of fuelling myself and he didn't look like a medic, doctor or nurse.
It made no sense...
I couldn't have heard it right...
"I'm sorry, you want to what?" I asked with a bit more bitter sass then I'd have liked but It'll get the job done.
"I'm going to fuel you," He repeatedly plainly.
"Ha-no. No you see, I have servos, not only do they work good for hitting but they are hella good at holding thing. Like Energon cubes. Allllll by them selfs," I said with all the nope I could muster.
That was a level of degrading I wasn't ready to hit. In fact, I'd never hit. Because it wouldn't ever happen. I have working hand.
And Magnus- even though I know him- seems like a logical kind of mech. We sort of. He did think it was a good idea to take me home with him.
Magnus got closer making me go from stunned to angry.
"Do I look like a turbo fox to you? One you can just hand feed," I growled.
"Don't make this difficult, it's only a 1/16 a normal Energon cube. You can manage," he said holding it out.
"No," I said pushing back into the couch But he still brought it closer. Now I felt a rush of panic.
For Primus's sake, what the actual frag? Wasn't I allowed to hold on to any Cybertronian pride, or least of all, basic dignity. I wasn't helpless, I could drink it fine. Pits, it's wouldn't be to hard to do.
Primus, I wish I could kick this fool away from me.
Ok, maybe he wants cooperation of some sort. Yeah... a sign of good will.
"Yeah, how about you take off the cuffs momentarily so I can drink and stretch a little. You can put them back on latter,"
"No, consider this part of your punishment," Magnus said putting it closer to my lips. My tank turned, I felt sick suddenly.
This was cruel and unusual punishment! I thought he was a law mech! This is- just, no!
Frag my uselessness. I was completely cornered! I couldn't hit kick nothing. Not enough room for a meaningful Headbut.
No I wasn't ready something so humiliating. I'm not a pet!
"No, I promise I won't do anything difficult. I-I will let you put them back on after," I said throwing my helm back in a feeble attempt to escape, my arms slightly trembled behind my back. "Go Frag Y-"
Magnus took the opportunity grab my neck to force the Energon down my throat making me gag. In a panic I locked my jaws down on the cube as hard as I could, I sinking my dentals in the glass making the whole cube shattered. Energon and shards covered my lap and the couch.
Magnus's P.O.V
I... I was stunned still by the look in her optics and marvelled seeing her frame settle back down. Still with a twinge of fear. I let go of her and watched Leadframe's expression changed. It was back to a hateful red glare before she spat out two shards of the Energon cube still in her intake.
"No, you took my Freedom, I lost that fight fair and square. But I'm not letting you take my dignity Autoscum," She hissed .
Like that something snapped in me.
I was taking care of her, I saved her. If leadframe was going to be ungrateful, fine. I can handle that, I don't care.
But I will not be disrespected.
Not in my office.
I felt my field beginning to fill with anger. I was at my wicks end, being burned at both side. I was through.
"Apologize. now."
I didn't bother hiding my furry. I promised her safety.
After the drink of Energon to tease her with the idea of more and start asking questions. I'd planned that to get the ball rolling.
The Intensity in the blaze of her red optics didn't die, Her rebellious fire flared challenging me. I kept my eye contact steady. I got closer so we'd be eye to eye.
"I'd regather starve..." she whispered coldly.
I went to my controller hub and selected the collar options. The icons for each option popped up With a slight leg, my Conscience likely the caws.
But she needed to be punished this time.
"Leadfram, Finally warning..."
She kept her stance and didn't back down a millimetre, her fierce glare drilled holes in my optics as I kept my ground ready to use the collar.
"Eat slag."
The room filled with the sound of the charging collar as I held it. She did even flinch, she kept her gaze fixed ready to take the shock. Leadframe looked like she would back down like last time.
I'd do it, I swear this time I'll do it.
Shock: (Selected)
hold charges power
Shock level will release at:
25%
30%
She still glared red without bugging as the sound got louder.
35%
I wasn't backing down.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Me and Leadframe looked over at the door.
"MAGS, I forgot the code again," A familiar voice said from behind the door. I got up and let the charge die out.
How was he here so early? He never gets up this soon.
I walked over to the door and opened it. I could feel Leadframe optics on me, I'll talk with her later...
Pits, I would have lost anyways... just like at the elevator. Corse I couldn't shock her...
She's already hurt enough as it is...
A wave of guilt struck my spark for even considering hitting her with 35% of a charge. That would easily burn her neck cables badly... I've seen the higher charges shatter armour off a Con. Or worse yet, burn all the way to the protoform.
The door opened revealing the young Prime.
"Sup, Meg's. Surprised to see me so soon, oh man, you won't believe it but I actually set my alarm. And I didn't just throw it at a wall like Norma . Ok maybe one but had 3 just so I'd get up each to far to reach without getting up. Heh, pretty smart eh?" Rodimus brushed under his nose. His field was full of energy, a lot more then what he usually had in the morning. Full of pride...
This wasn't his best timing and he didn't seem to notice the wealth of tension from the conflict as he strolled in.
"Oh sorry," he said stepping back on a mat and wiping his pleds off. "I forgot how crazy clean you're place is."
"Good morning Rodimus," I said
"Who's this pips squeak?" I heard Leadframe chime in. Rodimus leaned in closer to the couch.
"Hi... who are you," he asked pointing at her with both fingers.
"Ask Megs" she said with a smirk making me inwardly cringe. I hated that nickname when Rodimus says it, I really didn't want him to encourage her.
Rodimus swung his attention over to me.
"She mine," I said flatly.
"Whoa, Mags you really went and got a Con?" Rodimus said in surprise.
Leadframe's P.O.V
Secretly I was thanking my lucky stars the small fry showing up. I hate to say it but I don't know if I could have continued that face off with Magnus. I mean, I'm sure he would of folded first but... yeah know...
The red mech was a twig, a pretty red speedster. I don't recognize him form the front lines. But if he was friendly with someone like Shoulders he had protection. Probably bounced up and down off Maggie's spike as paid him for protection...
I'd ship that.
"But weren't you super against the whole idea, the slave Con thing?" The red speedster said.
Heh, looked like he changed him mind... I shouldn't be too upset. I guess He could be worse...
The beautiful red mech looked around for a second. "Wait a second." he went back to the door with a annoyed look.
"Come on, You said you wouldn't be difficult," He said crossing his arms.
"Zzzzeepy..." A voice buzzed out of sight. I knew that voice...
"You can recharge early tonight, get in here," Rodimus said pulling the tired mech through.
I clenched my fists as I flared in anger.
"Waspinater you have some nerve!" I shouted.
"Eeeeck!" The mech yelped running behind Rodimus. "C-Colonel Leadframe! what a surprizzz to Zzzee you Ma'am." He waved nervously I could see his wings get twitchy which he only dose when scared or nervous. He should be scared, He was in my platoon! He was one of the spawn of a glitchs that abandoned me!
"Ohhhhh you are sooo lucky Shoulders put me in cuffs, I'd rip your fraging wings clean off bug!" I growled. I would, I really would... and I will... and I plan too...
The red bot patted Wazpinater on the helm.
"Hey, now you're awake!" Rodimus asked giving him a thumbs up.
"Shut upzz, Rodbot!" Waspanater hissed swatting his hands away.
I was fuming on the couch letting my field expand to match my rage. If my platoon had stuck together we would have made it, their is straight in numbers! We would've had plenty of fire power to take out any Autobot hunters. I lasted weeks with out them and from the looks of Waspanator, he had been captured a while.
That was a nice thought...
That he was likely captured day one without me.
Magnus approached The red bot, "Rodimus I was hoping we could talk, privately."
"Sure thing Mags," He said with his annoyingly happy field. Waspinator grabbed his masters arm.
"Can Wazzzzpinator come with Rodbot? Wazpinator promizz not to lizzzten," he asked. The pretty mech was going to answer but Magnus interrupted.
"No, you can stay here, she can't hurt you," Magnus said glancing over at me. His scowl told me to play nice. I shifted slightly letting some of the glass on me fall of my chest and make small tink noises as they fell.
With the reminder of my past disobedience fresh in his mind, he left with the pretty bot... I couldn't help but smile.
Ultra Magnus's P.O.V
She let her smug frame envelope the room as I left. Rodimus only looked back for a moment before he followed me into a separate room. Well, more of a storage closet full of more data pads. Rodimus was the first to talk.
"Did I walk in on something you two weren't done with yet?" He asked, I was honestly surprised he noticed.
"She is impossible, everything is a compilation that she'll do anything to win. I don't know what I'm doing or how to approach this. I need help," I said whole-heartedly.
Rodimus gave a thoughtful look.
"Then why did you get a Con, I thought 'I was horrible because I had Waspinator'?" Rodimus asked a little bitterly.
It was true... I did say it wasn't right to keep slaves just out of principle. I never call him horrible, that his own interpretation I guess. That was while ago back when the policy was first introduced.
"Ratchet made me, I hunted her and... she got hurt really badly. So I'm nursing her back to health, or until Hotshot comes back," Magnus said.
"Why didn't you put her up for auction if you couldn't handle her." Rodimus asked.
"She'd sell for cheep, her back is completely ruined she can barely sit herself up and her lags don't work at all. Listen, yes go ahead and berate me for my hypocrisy. I'm sorry for the things I said in the the past but I still need your help," I said
"Alright, alright I'm sorry too, But why do you want my help?" He asked putting his hands together.
"You and Waspinater have a nice and friendly relationship. I want her to understand that she's in a safe place and I'm not a evil mech ," I explained. That was part of it, secondly I didn't really have any other options,
"Ok, firstly what have you done to prove yourself?" Rodimus asked simply.
"I've told her repeatedly, I didn't shock her when she tried to kill me I helped her get clean. I gave her a place to rest and tried to give her Energon-" I went through a mental list, and I wasn't the problem. She was.
"Ok, but have you talked to her about it?" Rodimus asked putting his best skeptic look on. No. But Actions speaks louder then words right? Besides, I'm not very good with words. Not out loud anyways... I shrank a little.
"-no" I responded small.
"And when I came in here she was in cuffs..." he crossed his arms giving me a half lid look.
"I still needed to punish her," I said still believe in that whole heartedly.
"Well there you go, show her you can be flexible, that not above throwing her a bone. Showing mercy. Me and Waspinater works because he always knows his safe with me," Rodimus said.
It made sense, but I... I wasn't so sure.
"I told her she was safe," I explained.
"Listen Mags, your word isn't going to be good enough. If you want trust, you have to earn it," Rodimus signed "your your own worst nightmare megs."
He has no idea...
I wanted to change the subject.
"On the Comm you had something important to give me. Now, please tell me It is more of those collectible Rodimus training card game your trying to promote. Or dose it actually have to do with these secret videos Bumblebee got form the counsel. Did anyone get them working yet?" I asked.
Rodimus shook his helm.
"No, but it's even better. I'm decided I'm running for counsel, I can do a lot of good from the inside. Maybe even change it from the inside..."
Oh no, Rodimus can't. He'd be playing a game of actual cut throat. If they'd even let him in...
"Rodimus, please don't- please, work with Optimus. You don't always need to play hero." I said grabbing his shoulders.
"No, no, I'm really popular on earth. I started doing this human thing called vloging and I'm really really good at it, I have millions of followers! I-I figures I could do the same here. Neutrals like me because I'm fresh Energon. I'm nice to Wasp and even tho they can't vote I don't think the decepticons hate me! And if I work my way up to the head of Council-"
"They will kill you. You will go missing, and no one will ever find the body," I said dead seriously. Rodimus is brash, bull headed, headstrong. But I won't let him kill himself like this.
Rodimus had a spark broken face, like when you tell a sparkling they can't be a prime And crush their dream.
"Rodimus, you do have political swing. Talk to Optimus. He'll set you up in a place where you'll be most valuable. But for Primus's sake do not run for council. Please listen to me just this once!"
I was worried. I was so very worried...
I know he hated to be told "no" that's why I didn't. Or tried my best not too this time.
Leadframe's P.O.V
I had shifted so the cleaning drones could clean up the Energon and glass on the couch. By that I mean I was slightly out of the way. I couldn't get a grip to pull myself across very well.
It finished just as I heard a door open.
Shoulders and the Red twig came out. The twig lost all the pep in his step and zero joy in his field. He shifted nervously back around to face the big blue mech.
"I... I just wanted to get your opinion on these promotional fliers," He said handing a data folder over to Magnus from his sub space. All before quietly grabbing his pet traitor to leave.
"Rodimus-" he said in a more gentle tone.
"N-no it's fine, I just... your right, It's probably to much for me anyways," the read speedster said with a weak smile. All before leaving.
The room went silent...
I couldn't help but smirk.
"Well, are you sure your not a Decepticon, man, I've never seen anyone brake someone's spirits that fast! What was that, 3 minuets? What ya do to him?"
Magnus didn't say anything.
No death glare, didn't tell me to shut up. Nothing.
So I tried again.
"What did the Twig give you, all his hopes and dreams? And you just smashed 'em"
Still no reaction? Guess I'm not trying hard enough. That made me smile more.
"Aww, did you hurt the twigs feeling? Did he present himself vale open and you turned him down? Looking for that Ultra spike but ya couldn't deliver. Let me guess you lost it during the war. It's why you feel the need to boss around everyone, make sure they're as miserable and dry as you are,"
A buss noise filled the room and quietly released making me yelp in pain.
Did he just... shock me? That was hardly a punishment, hardly hurt.
He turned back around.
"Another word and I'll gag you,"
"Oh, Am I making you feel bad?" I said.
Honestly I have reached that threshold of not giving a frag about this whole thing. He wanted me here as some sort of power fetish. Probably why he doesn't want my hands free because otherwise I can do things like drinking a cube all on my lonesome.
I'm not even surprised he sucked the joy out of that little twig. It's what he dose. No one is allowed to be happy.
The one time the rumour we're true. Now I have to put up with him until the day he sells me to someone else.
Stomped over to me.
He pulled out...
The stasis cuff key!
He unlocked my shackles and plopped down a Energon cube on the table.
I blinked at him in amazement.
What?
"I'm trusting you without cuffs. please drink the cube slowly," Magnus said before stomping off down the hall into the washrack. Like a somber giant.
I grabbed the cube and slowly started to sip at it.
What the hell was that?
Did I really get under his armour with that? Why wouldn't he just beat me, or play with the shock collar... I know I would have.
I wasn't sure how to respond to this. whatever the frag this was.
Why did he let me go?
No he's probably looking for something out of it.
They always are.