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Author's Note: Here you go, back by popular demand; Rumble and Frenzy with the Mech-to-Organic-Maker!
Chapter 2: Megatron's Turn
Starscream was not happy. He had been running around on mini raids with Megatron and a small team of others for three days straight, which meant countless beatings for him and his efforts to take over the party. All he wanted was to sit down and take a nice long recharge to dream up of more ways to murder Megatron—
Megatron passed by the couch Starscream was sitting in the wreck room on his way out.
"Starscream; talk to Astrotrain about taking us for a visit to Cybertron to check up on Shockwave," Megatron said. "Then make sure to go through all thirty six squadrons and give me a three-page report on everyone of them. Have them on my desk by sun down."
Starscream's optics widened in horror at the work then started screaming in rage and frustration when Megatron exited the room. He was still screaming when Frenzy and Rumble appeared hanging over the back of the couch on either side of him. The Cassetticons exchanged glances and winked before Rumble spoke.
"Megs is busting your aft again, huh?" Rumble asked.
"I hate him so much I just want to shoot him!" Starscream yelled. "But he'd kill me the instant he saw me coming with a gun and none of my guns are strong enough to kill him in one shot!"
Then he ressumed screaming.
"This one is," Frenzy said, pulling a purple-grey and deep blue gun from behind him.
Starscream stopped his screaming and looked at the gun curiously. He glanced at either Cassetticon curiously as he took the gun and looked it over. It was unlike any laser gun he had had, and while a bit large in Frenzy's hand, it was a tiny pistol to him. You know the Cricket in Men in Black? Yeah, it was that tiny to Starscream.
"What is it?" Starscream asked. "It's unlike anything I've ever seen before."
"Something we're borrowing from Dr. Arkeville," Rumble said, exchanging hidden winks with Frenzy. "One shot, Megatron will never hassle you again. But just one shot! If you shoot twice, it won't work."
"Guess I better not miss, then," Starscream said, getting up. "Come, you may witness my rise to greatness. I will personally thank Soundwave for training his minnions so well when he comes back from his scouting mission later."
Rumble and Frenzy snickered quietly and smacked high-fives before following the Seeker out of the wreck room. Poor, poor Starscream; too dumb to wonder why Rumble and Frenzy were helping him or how they knew about the one-shot rule. Either that or he was just too desperate to question what just may be his one and only chance to finish off Megatron.
"Stage One, complete," Frenzy whispered to Rumble.
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Megatron was sitting at his desk with his back to the door when Starscream entered, chewing on a pen.
"Oh, Meeeegatroooon," Starscream sang.
Megatron looked up, pen dangling from his mouth, and a bright shot of light hit him from the weird gun Starscream held. When the flash faded, a tiny grey kitten with long limbs, scruffy fur, and a long, bushy tail with Megatron's helmet and red eyes was hanging over the edge of the massive desk with a suddenly tiny, cat-sized pen dangling from his mouth. His ears were huge, and a tiny black cannon the quarter the size of a pencil was on his right front leg.
He spat the pen out and stared at it dumbly while Starscream stood behind him, a look of "what the hell, did I just do that?" on his face, looking from Megatron to the gun in his hand and back again. Rumble and Frenzy were roaring in laughter behind him.
"Dang, my favorite pen, too," Megatron muttered.
Megatron dropped down onto the desk chair, looking himself over before looking over at Starscream, his red eyes glowing as he narrowed them in barely contained rage at Starscream. His enormous hairy ears lied back as he growled.
"Starscream," he growled lowly, his tail flicking impatiently. "Explain yourself."
"Well, ah, sir, ah, Megatron, ah, sir—hey, wait a moment, I don't have to answer to you!"
Starscream strode over to Megatron and picked him up by the scruff of his neck.
"What are you doing!?" Megatron demanded, struggling as Starscream carried him to the office exit. "I demand that you unhand me, Starscream! Before I—"
"Hey!" Starscream bellowed out into the hall. "Organic in the base—"
"Starscream, wait, wait!" Rumble called up to Starscream.
Frenzy let out a loud whistle; the type meant to attract attention and always manages to freeze and entire room as well as get it to look at you. Upon the dying out of the whistle's echoes, Ravage came trotting around the corner, growling impatiently about being summoned like some dog.
But he stopped, his optics brightening as his ears stood up and he saw kitty-Megatron. Megatron's tail went limp as his ears drooped and his red eyes widened.
"Uh oh," he said.
"Ravage," Frenzy sang. "We got you a new friend!"
Starscream smirked at Megatron, understanding, as Rumble ran at him.
"See you later, Megatron," Starscream laughed, dropping Megatron and walking away.
Ravage leaped up and caught Megatron before he had hit the floor and bounded away to find a proper spot to care for its new kitten. Megatron screamed a long, dramatic "no" as he was taken away. Frenzy and Rumble watched the felines go, then exchanged looks and grinned as they smacked high-fives again.
"Stage Two, complete," Frenzy announced proudly.
"Proceed to the third and final stage," Rumble instructed before they both ran off in opposite directions.
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First I will rip his wings off, Megatron thought. Then I will make him eat one while I beat him up with the other. Then I'll rip his feet off and make him eat one while I beat him up with the other. Then I'll rip his hands off and—
"Oh, hey, Ravage, what do you got there?" Skyfire asked, approaching the robot panther.
Megatron's ears hanged lower as he shrunk down into his space between Ravage's front paws as the robot panther cat-bathed him and sat on top of a large, empty cube of energon in the wreck room. Ravage nipped his tail end, making him sit up straight with a small yip and thus giving the panther access to his back legs. Skywarp's optics widened as his mouth made an O of surprise.
"Skywarp," Megatron exclaimed quickly. "Starscream has been up to his treachery again and this time he's used some cursed contraption to turn me into this heinous, organic… thing and now I need help being returned to my true form! Go get Soundwave and have him—"
"Wait, wait, wait," Skywarp laughed, waving his hands in a "stop" motion at Megatron. "I gotta do something. Hey, Thundercracker!" he called as the blue Seeker entered the room, carefully placing himself to block the view of Megatron. "Get over here, I got something to show you!"
"Is it another hitch hiker?" Thundercracker asked eagerly, approaching Skywarp. "Ooh, can I blow him up this time?"
Skywarp bared a devil's grin at Thundercracker and moved aside to show of Megatron in response.
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Miles away, Wheeljack paused his examination of a tiny yellow and black kitten and two cats, one green and one red and white, too look up when they heard a distant scream. All the other Autobots looked up, too, in confusion.
"Think we should go investigate that, Prime?" Jazz asked Optimus.
"Probably just some girl hiking with her friends and some pulled a prank, leave them be," Optimus replied, turning a page of the Transformers-sized news paper he was reading, specially printed for him by the New York Times.
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Thundercracker ran through the base with Skywarp chasing after him, kitten-Megs in hand and laughing his head off, even as Thundercracker continued wailing in despair.
"Come on, 'Cracker!" Skywarp cackled. "Show your Lord how much you love him! It's still the same pain-in-the-aft boss!"
"No!" Thundercracker yelled as he ran into the base's garage and flew up to land on top of jet-mode Astrotrain. "I'm not gonna!"
"Aww, 'Cracker, you gotta get over your kitty fear some day," Skywarp teased, shaking Megatron up at the Seeker like a handkerchief bidding him good bye.
"Put me down this instant!" Megatron roared, kicking in Skywarp's grip.
"Aww, come on, Megs!" Skywarp cooed, nuzzling the kitty. "You're so soft and lovable in this form!"
"I am Lord Megatron, supreme leader of the Decepticons!" Megatron declared, his tiny paws pushing against Skywarp's face vainly. "I'm not supposed to be 'soft and lovable' and I am not going to be or stay 'soft and lovable', so for the love of Primus and your own life, put me down right now before I execute you for disobedience of a direct order and all around just pissing me off!"
"Aww, look at you with your little paws," Skywarp giggled, rolling Megatron onto his back in his massive black hand and rubbing Megatron's tummy with a finger of the other hand. "And that soft white belly; how cute!"
"Skywarp!" Megatron snarled, fur standing on end. "For the last time, I am ordering you--!"
Megatron stopped short, his enormous ears perking up in surprise, then he went limp in Skywarp's hand and began purring.
"Aww, yeah, that feels good," he purred, his tail waving slowly in pleasure.
Rumble and Frenzy crawled up onto the wing tip of Astrotrain beside Skywarp and Skywarp grinned at them, showing them the happy Megatron.
"Look at him!" Skywarp whispered to them. "Isn't he so cute?"
"Yeah," Rumble and Frenzy sighed happily, nodding in agreement.
Then Frenzy ruined the moment.
"Organic in the base; Target practice!!" he whooped over the base's communications link.
Megatron sat up (as did his enormous ears), his eyes wide in surprise as he simply stated, "What?"
Then Decepticons came stampeding from all corners of the base into the garage, cheering and surrounding Skywarp, guns drawn. Being unable to pass up some violent fun, Skywarp tossed Megatron high into the air… a little too high in the air. Everyone's cheers fell silent, staring at the ceiling, then began laughing.
Poor kitty Megatron, with his fur all puffed up in terror and his teeth bared, had caught one of the rafters and now hung there upside down.
"Wow, Megs, uh," Rumble said, rubbing his chin. "That's, eh heh, really something…"
"Someone get me down from here and change me back now, before I die?" Megatron squeaked through clenched teeth.
"Sure, Megs, sure, I'll go get Starscream," Skywarp said easily, heading towards the exit.
There was a brief screech as Megatron's claws lost their grip on the metal grip and he fell down… down…
On to Thundercracker's head.
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"Hey, boss," Jazz said. "I don't think that last scream was from a prank; I really think some one's in trouble."
"Mmhmm," Optimus grunted.
"You're not very… heroic today, Optimus."
"Jazz, it's Sunday; My day off. Surely the world can go one day without is watching over it, can't it?"
…
"Good point."
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"Sixty credits says Thundercracker smashes Megatron against the wall first."
"Another sixty says Thundercracker dies of fright, first."
"You're on."
Rumble and Frenzy shook on the bet, even as Thundercracker flew by over head, a frightened and screaming Megatron attached to his screaming head. The other Decepticons turned their heads in unison, watching Thundercracker fly to one end of the garage and crash into the wall before going back the other way. Their heads turned again as they watched his path of panic and crashed into the other wall. This process repeated several tims more at a quickening pace until Thundercracker crashed into the wall a little too hard.
Thundercracker fell on his back and was still for a moment, groaning as he rubbed his head. On his chest, little Megatron kitty rubbed his own sore head. He had a helmet, but it was proving to do little in the protection of Seeker-wall-bashing. Thundercracker spotted Megatron on his back and screamed, taking right back up to the ceiling. Megatron almost hit the floor, but clutched Thundercracker's boot as they went up.
Thundercracker hovered in mid-air and began to kick his foot around in panic.
"Get it off! Get it off!! Get it off!!!" Thundercracker screamed.
Finally, he turned and swung his foot up, mimicking a Chuck Norris style round-house kick and managed to dislodge Megatron. Everyone "oohed" and "ahhed in approval as they watched a screaming streak of grey fur fly through the air to splat across Astrotrain's windshield. The cone-headed Seekers and Rumble and Frenzy all held up cards with scoring numbers on them; all numbers ranged from 8 to 10, plus point-values.
Megatron's face twitched as he slowly slid down the windshield, leaving a trail of drool behind him. Astrotrain, apparently in a state of apathy, simply swiped his windshield wipers across his windshield and thus dislodged Megatron from his "face". Megatron landed with a chew-toy squeak on his head before flopping down onto his back, paws in the air. Everyone began laughing.
That was it for Megatron.
His eyes glowed a hellish red as he sat up on his haunches, aiming his arm cannon at the laughing crowd.
"Hey!" he bellowed, making everyone fall silent. "Today, my favorite pen's been shrunken beyond use, I've been man-handled by my own mechs and made Ravage's kitten. I've been thrown, smashed, squished, bashed against the walls, splattered, and laughed at, and being laughed off is only pushing me over the edge and has convinced me to kill you all!!"
As Megatron had spoken, the end of his gun had begun to glow as a charging hum built in it, threatening of the power building in it. Everyone shifted their feet nervously, exchanging glances, and many began to flinch away from Megatron. That was why everyone's humorous mood had become fearful by the time that Megatron released his wrath upon them.
A puff of white light popped out of Megatron's gun and hit the floor, clinking like glass as it became a tiny glowing white ball. Megatron tilted his head curiously, looked at his gun, then back at the ball before bending over and batting at the ball. Everyone began laughing again, but Megatron was too busy playing with the ball to notice, a small purr coming from himself.
"Hey!" Starscream yelled, flying into the garage. "What's all the commotion about? Don't any of you want to find out who your new leader is?"
"Oh, here's the problem," Megatron said, rolling onto his back and tapping at his arm cannon. "It's on low. Ah, here we go, high…"
Then he sat up and shot Starscream.
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"So, according to what everyone's been telling me," Megatron said, rolling the tiny glowing ball in his hands (yes, he had been returned to his robot mode now), "You two have borrowed a device from Dr. Arkeville that turns mechs into organics, correct?"
"Yes, sir," Rumble and Frenzy admitted, standing in front of him like the guilty pranking school children they were.
"And you allowed Starscream to borrow such a device for your amusement?"
"And everyone else's!" Rumble defended. Frenzy elbowed him in the side.
"Hmm," Megatron thought, looking up as he clenched the tiny glowing ball in his hand. He looked down at the Cassetticons. "Where is the device now?"
Frenzy and Rumble exchanged looks, but, reluctantly, Rumble drew out the changing gun from behind him. Megatron took it, turning it over and over in his hands. Then he smirked over at Starscream, who was hanging up side down from the ceiling by chains in the corner of Megatron's office.
"Well, Starscream, let's see how you rake your own medicine," Megatron said, pointing the gun at Starscream as it charged up.
"Oh f—" Starscream began.
