Anybody else ever wonder this, every anime that you watch, none of them ever cross over. Like Sailormoon and Dragonball Z never cross, expect in hentai. And Cardcaptors and Rayearth never cross but both have the Tokyo Tower. Why is that?

Megatron looked down at Samantha. There was no way that she could know anything about their ancestors.

"Maybe zzhe doezz know them."

"She can't Waspinator. That would make her over three hundred years old. She's still sixteen."

Waspinator tried to think about that. "How old was she back on our planet? When zzhe zztarted zzchool?"

"She was… sixteen. But… that was three years ago. She hasn't aged."

Samantha sneezed again. She got back into her comfortable position.

"She's going to need her medicine again soon."

"Why?"

"Dinobot said something about it being taken with meals, yesss."

"Wazzpinator give thizz time?"

"NO! I mean… not this time. Maybe later."

Waspinator cringed. He was officially scared of Megatron. Megatron looked around.

"Where's Terrorsaur?"

"He left long time ago. Went to help Zzamantha."
"I doubt that, yesss. More like helping himself. As long as he's out of my way I don't care what he's doing."

Terrorsaur knocked on Black Arachnia's door. She answered, looking rather tired.

"What happened to you?"

"Rough night."

"Oh. Is Tarantulas here?"
"No, I let him go run free for a while. He's probably in his lab again."

"Alright. Thank you."

Terrorsaur went running off. Black Arachnia waited for him to come back. It worked he came back running.

"Where is his lab again?"

Tarantulas was working hard in his room, he needed to move as much supplies as possible while everyone was taking care of Samantha. Tarantulas loaded up his web sack and headed for the door. Terrorsaur walked right into him. Both ended up on the floor, none of Tarantulas's things were harmed.

"What do you think you're doing? Get off of me Terrorsaur."

"You think I'm on you voluntarily? I'm here to get something from you."

"So the love potion didn't work huh."

"I never used it yet." Terrorsaur handed it back. "I want something else."

"Keep it. You may still need it yet. I'll make you something else as long as what you saw gets kept secret."

"I already told you, I'm trying to burn that image out of my mind."

"Alright then, what are you looking for?"

Tarantulas headed towards his working table. He still had enough stuff to make something useful. He started to move stuff over onto one side of the table. He needed his workroom.

"You know how Samantha is sick right. I want something that'll snap her out of this childish state."

"No matter how cute you think it is?"

"…Yes. You think you can do it?"

"In my sleep. It'll be done soon so just go sit in the corner."

Terrorsaur sat in the corner; he didn't want to push any buttons today. He watched Tarantulas work. It was almost like poetry. He didn't just clunk around like Scorpinoc does in his lab. Tarantulas made this an art. Not too long after there was a flash of red light. Tarantulas turned around.

"It's done. Just let it sit for a while. When it stops smoking, it'll be fine… better yet, I'll wait with you, I don't want my room to explode. No offense meant I just have a particular way of doing things."

It didn't really take long for it to stop smoking. The odd thing was that it turned blue. Tarantulas just shrugged it off and handed Terrorsaur his vile. Terrorsaur thanked him again and left him alone.

Waspinator came back into Megatron's room carrying a bowl.

"Zzamantha like ambrosia?"

"What's that?"
"It's a mixture of fruits that used to be offered to the Greek gods of earth."
Megatron stared at him for some time.

"Okay. Let's give her that, yesss." Megatron lightly shook her. "Time to get up. Come on, open your eyes."

Samantha shook herself awake. She looked up at Megatron and tried to grab his face. He pulled back. When she put her hands back down, he moved his face closer and rubbed her nose with his.

"Take that. It's time for your medicine again."

Samantha stuck her tongue out at him.

"Yes, that's what happens."

"I don't think zzhe meanzz it in that way Megatron. I don't think zzhe likezz it."

"Well she only has to put up with it for a few more days, yesss."

Megatron had to pick Samantha up again. Terrorsaur ran into the room as Samantha was being placed on Megatron's lap.

"Am I interrupting anything?"

"No. I'm just giving Samantha her medicine again. You may want to go and hold Waspinator down and cover his eyes, yesss. He tends to, how shall I put it, panic under these circumstances."

"But I have a way to change her back faster."

"Faster isn't always better. Besides, you didn't come up with it, Tarantulas did."

"How do you know that?"
"I know everything Terrorsaur, one of the perks to being leader. Now if you please, go hold Waspinator down."

Terrorsaur held in his rage and went over to Waspinator. He placed his hands over Waspinator's eyes. Megatron put some more of that gel on his tongue; his gag reflex was starting to die. Amazingly, he was getting used to the stuff. Samantha turned her head to the left. Megatron forced her to look at him. She turned her head to the right. Megatron was getting impatient. His gag reflex was coming back. He grabbed her chin forcefully this time, her shirt slid down one of her shoulders. He let out a breath and forced his mouth on her again. Terrorsaur didn't want to watch but couldn't help himself.

"This is interesting."

Megatron had to work fast; Samantha was getting her strength back. She wasn't going to give in without a fight. He placed himself on top of her to get her under control. He wasn't able to get his tongue inside her mouth yet. He was having way to many problems for this to look right. He was already sick of her resistance. She never gave him this much trouble before. He forced her legs open and put his on top of hers. He held her arms down. With his right hand, he was being very careful. The T-rex head was of good use in a battle but this wasn't too good of a use. He could feel the teeth dig into her skin. He had to hurry and get the medicine on her throat. He forced his tongue inside. He began to message it again. Samantha started to thrash around.

"What'zz going on? Wazzpinator cannot zzee."

"Nothing Waspinator. Nothing."

"Then why Terrorsaur out of breath?"

Terrorsaur couldn't answer. There was a lump in his throat that was the size of a 2-inch ball barring. Megatron had finally calmed Samantha down. He looked into her eyes. She looked like she was about to cry. He wanted to tell her he was sorry. This was the best thing for her. She glared at him. Actually glared at him. He went fast and easy. He was done a lot quicker than when he tried starting. He pulled away from her. There was a strand of saliva between them. He wiped his lips and cleaned Samantha. Terrorsaur was already panting.

"That was so hot." Terrorsaur got his breathing under control. This actually turned him on. "I mustn't get too into this."

Samantha snapped out of it. So many men have said that to her. It brought back many memories that she had blocked. She did what her first instinct told her to. She canned whoever was in front of her. She felt her knee come into contact with something. She looked up and saw Megatron, and he didn't look too comfortable. He was gritting his teeth.

"I try to help you and this is what I get."

Samantha grabbed him as he passed out. He had curled into a ball. Megatron started to whimper.

"I'm sorry Megatron, it's a reflex for me." Samantha sat there for a moment. The realizing how much her knee hurt. Inferno ran into the room.

"The royalty has been hurt. Who did it? Who?"
"Geez Inferno, you really do have radar. I'm the one that hurt him. It was an accident."

"An accident? Are you sure it wasn't on purpose."

"I just woke up. And I have witnesses."

Inferno looked over to the side of the room. Terrorsaur was still holding Waspinator. He had a look on his face; Inferno remembered that look from his dream. He turned and glared at Samantha.

"You slept with the royalty didn't you?"

"No. I've never even kissed him yet."

"That's not what it looked like from over here Samantha. It looked like you two were going to take it even further. I bet if Megatron forgot we were here, he would have."
"Terrorsaur… what happened while I was out?"

"Oh nothing really."
"So you have no idea what just happened?" Inferno stared at her.

"No Inferno. I have no idea about what's happened in the past few days. And how the hell did I get these weird marks on my arm?" Samantha started to rub Megatron's head. "Get me a blanket for him. It's my responsibility, I have to take care of him."

Inferno grabbed an extra blanket and handed it over to Samantha. Samantha wrapped Megatron in the blanket, well, draped the blanket over him. Inferno left the room. They needed some time alone. Waspinator made his way underneath Terrorsaur and got free. He fluttered over to Samantha and rubbed himself against her back.

"Stop it Waspinator. I need to take care of what I did. Later, you might have to fill me in if Megatron wont."

"Okay. Be good."

Waspinator left the room, not realizing that Terrorsaur was still there. Terrorsaur walked over to Samantha and sat behind her. She could feel something digging into her back.

"What do you want Terrorsaur? I'm busy here."

Terrorsaur slid his hand down her front. He placed his hand on her stomach.

"What do you think I want? After watching something like that, how do you expect me not to get turned on?"

Samantha moved over a little more. He followed her. His hand slid even farther down. Samantha grit her teeth. Terrorsaur placed his mouth next to her ear.

"Even though Megatron says that you're not human, you feel human. You're very soft. Shouldn't take too long to get you moist. Let's see how long it takes."

He started to mess around with her. Samantha did all she could to stop herself from crying out.

"I should have known that you'd do this. You always looked at me funny."

"Not any different then how Megatron looks at you. If you haven't noticed, he's been eyeing you for some time." Terrorsaur took his hand out and flipped her around. "You've just chosen not to notice. I'm sick of you flirting with him. I deserve you more then he does."

He forced his lips on her. He laid her down. Samantha pushed on his chest; she kept her legs tightly closed. Nothing was working. He managed to get his hand back between her legs. He kept fingering her. He started to get frustrated. She wasn't making any noise.

"Cry out for me. Come on. Cry out. I want Megatron to wake up and see this."

"I'll… never do as you wish."

"You seriously don't remember Megatron fondling you. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. I wanted to get in on the action, and now I am."

Terrorsaur grabbed Samantha's hand and placed it over his length.

"When did you pull that out?"

"Didn't you feel something against your back earlier. It came out on it's own. Why don't you put it back in?"

"I'm not touching it Terrorsaur."

"You might like it. You never know till you try."

Terrorsaur looked at her. He had a soft smile on his face. He went back down on her. She started to cry. She moved her hand. He was about to grab her hand again but felt it already go back over him.

"Oh, coming back willingly are you?"

"I'm not touching you."

"What? Then who…"

"I am."

Terrorsaur knew that voice. He didn't want to believe it. He looked to find Megatron glaring up at him. Terrorsaur removed his hand from under Samantha as fast as he had put it there.

"Mo… morning Megatron. You're… better I see."

"Shut up Terrorsaur." Megatron yanked and squeezed as hard as possible. He got up and came face to face with Terrorsaur. "You touch her like that again, and I'll kill you. Not just kill you, but also I'll have you reduced to scrap and launch what's left of you straight into this solar systems sun! Understand!"

"Yes sir."

"Now get this through your head Terrorsaur, no one, absolutely no one, touches my girl." Megatron let go. "Now get out of my quarters."

Terrorsaur ran out. He hid in his room. He panted, wondering if it was worth it. Terrorsaur looked at his fingers then licked then. He could still taste her. It was worth it.

Megatron tried to walk over to his bed by himself but was having a difficult time. He was limping and staggering. He found his way to the wall and leaned against it. Samantha grabbed his arm, ducked under and helped him. She placed him on the bed. Megatron lay back down. Samantha walked back over to him. She knelt next to him and tried to hug him. He rolled over, facing the opposite direction. Samantha knew he was angry with her. She walked over towards her bed.

"You know…"

Samantha went back to Megatron's side.

"You should have called out for me. I would have came and helped you."
"I was trying to get him off without waking you."
Megatron turned over and faced her. "He would have had his way with you if I hadn't of woken up."

"So you're saying that I can't take care of myself."

"No Samantha, I'm saying, that I don't want anything to happen to you. I… care to much about you to lose you again."

"It's not going to happen. I'm fine."

Megatron looked at her. "Come here."

"Why?"

"Come here. I'm not going to ask you again."

Samantha walked over to Megatron.

"Bend down."

"What?"
"Get to my level. I can't talk to you when you're hovering over me."

"Fine." Samantha bent down and put her face next to Megatron's. "What?"

Megatron grabbed her waist and placed her over him. Her head was on his chest and she was lying perfectly straight across his body. He pulled over the nearby blanket. He stroked her head. She lay on him, silent.

"Megatron… I really should go and clean myself."

"You're not going anywhere. I know you hate being dirty more than anything but I'm not letting you leave this room by yourself."

"I could ask Waspinator to help me."
"Waspinator isn't to smart Samantha and you know that. He wouldn't be able to protect you."

"But I'll get you dirty too."
"I don't care if you leak all your juices on me, you're not going anywhere and that's final!"

Samantha went back to being quiet. Megatron sighed and lifted her up. She looked right into his eyes.

"I'm sorry Samantha. I didn't mean it."

"I know. You're just worried. I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about. You should put your hair up, you're going to make me choke on it one day."

Samantha moved her hair to one side of her neck. "Better?"

"A little, yesss. You sure you're going to be okay. I remember how you were the last time."

"I don't want to remember it Megatron."

"Then go to sleep." Samantha opened her mouth. "Don't argue with me. I'll take you out and get you cleaned tomorrow."

Samantha snuggled into him. He stared at her. The look on her face was the same as before. Poor thing.