A/N: This is another long comment I left on DA a while ago, in response to a good friend's story. When she first told me the premise, I literally wanted to hurl. (Yes, I take things waaaaay too seriously! But it's too much fun to give it up!) But hey – I'm Prime. So I fragging well took care of business in my own way. And boy, did it feel good!

As those of you who've read another of my drabbles can attest, I stayed mad. I may never be able to get along with Chromie's version of Megatron. He's like my version of him, but sideways. Or horizontal, as the case may be...

For the record, her story, Trapped, is excellent, despite the fact that I got so mad at it. Go read it. You may like it in spite of yourself. I sure do.

Chapter Two: Off The Chain, or PWN-in' Face for Frenzy

-My Ficcy-verse-
***Prime gets violent***

Prime suddenly remembers all the time/dimension-hopping paraphernalia we had in TF Marvel UK-verse. He runs off to find Megs and Starscream.
"Hey. I'm going to the Chromie-verse to pwn face. You guys wanna come?"
Starscream: "You gonna pwn Megatron? Count me in!"
Megs hesitates. It is technically still him, after all. Finally he shrugs. "...All right."

-They step into the Thingamajigger. Flashes of light, etc.-

Prime storms into Soundwave's quarters, grabs him by the neck, pinches just the right energon cord to nearly immobilize him. Looms(tm) right in his face. "You know, this heartless b****** act is what finally made you off yourself in my world. You might want to start remembering how to be a mech, instead of a soulless piece of slag, while you still can. Just something to think about..." He throws him down, turns his back, and stalks out of the room.

Three blows stave in the door to Megatron's quarters. The Decepticon leader is passed out on his stomach. Prime hooks fingers under the armor at the back of his neck, lifts him up roughly, and slams his face down onto his berth. Megatron comes spluttering out of recharge. He shakes his head, spitting energon and swearing.

Prime: *slam* "That's for Frenzy."
*slam!* "That's for the rest of your soldiers who don't do this themselves only because they don't fragging know any better, you sickening piece of scrap! And-"
*slam!* "That's for me.
You try anything like this again- EVER - and I WILL KILL YOU. That is all."

He gestures to the other two mechs. "Either of you have anything to add?"

Megs walks over to the energon-splashed berth, and looks down at Megatron. He snorts. "You know," he says, "I'm disappointed." He leans in close to the other version of himself. "I despise you," he hisses. "You are nothing to me."
He beckons to Starscream, lifts a questioning optic ridge.

Starscream moves closer, looks down at the grovelling figure. He grimaces. "Nope." he says flatly. "Nothing to add. You're not worth it," he sneers.

All three mechs turn their backs, and stride out of the room. Optimus flicks a few stray flecks of energon from his hands as they leave.