Soundwave Meets the Internet.
"Soundwave, you have served me better than any other Decepticon. You have proven your alliance to me and only me." Said mech bowed his head. Normally these types of compliments would have strengthened his pride, especially since they were coming from the Warlord himself. Sadly this was different.
"But, since you have been lacking in certain duties, I am beginning to question your allegiance." Megatron slowly circled the mech; his dark red optics looked into his subordinates, searching for answers to his unspoken questions. "Knockout has told me you have a disorder that the humans call and 'Internet Addiction.' Is that true?"
Soundwave didn't need to answer. Megatron already knew what it was, but he wanted his Third in Command to admit it. As Knockout had explained: "The first step to getting help is admitting you have a problem."
Not exactly the best advice, but Megatron wasn't going to wait for a miracle. He had plans to make, Autobots to kill. If Soundwave was off duty, then those hopes of finally defeating his enemies would go down the drain.
Soundwave nodded his dark helm; he struggled to look up at his leader, but failed. How could he be so naïve, to realize that he was lacking in his favorite job and all because he loved the Internet.
Megatron hummed to himself, he could see that Soundwave was feeling very remorse. "Normally, I would get rid of the weak." Soundwave tensed up at his.
"But, because you have served me well since you have joined the Decepticons, I shall give you another chance." Hope was swelling in his chest like a balloon! Was this really happening? Was Megatron really going to give him another chance? If so, then Soundwave can't mess up, not this time!
"We have some new recruits, Soundwave, more specifically, sparklings."
Wait a klick. Sparklings? Actual, living Sparklings? Soundwave couldn't believe it.
"I understand if you're shock. Apparently, a few of our Decepticons conceived without informing me. You are to watch them, and train them as your charges. If you succeed, then you shall go back to your station. If you fail, however, I'll put it this way." The silver tyrant leaned close to Soundwave, his red optics, shifting to purple, "There will be one less Decepticon on board."
Soundwave had never been so scared in his life, his spark felt like it would jump out and run for the hills, it actually did sound like a good idea.
The three new sparklings consisted of two mechs, one green, Cut Slide, one blue, Soft Kill, Cut Slide and an orange femme, Razor Strike. Soundwave noted that those colors would soon change to much darker colors, once they become Decepticons.
After Knockout introduced the trio to their new 'sparkling sitter,' Soundwave vowed to get back at the medic for the comment, the faceless mech showed the sparklings around.
Soundwave was in charge of showing them around the Nemesis. The blue mech, Soft Kill, ran up to stand next to the older mech. "Hey, Mr. Soundwave, can I ask you something?"
Soundwave dipped his chin down in interest, a question mark popped onto his screen. The trio gasped a little at this, but Soft Kill was unfazed.
"Do you have a real face?" Soundwave was taken aback by this at first, stopping in the middle of the large purple hallway. Why did they want to know that? Shouldn't they be questioning stuff about the Nemesis? Maybe ask about the war?
The con nodded his helm and continued their steady pace; the sooner this was done the better.
"Can we see it?" Soundwave was forced to stop again. Ugh! Why did these children want to see his face?
He shook his helm.
"Why not?" Soundwave was about to answer, when suddenly his invisible optics caught sight of the orange femme, standing on the tips of her pedes, reaching for a colorful red button.
Soundwave rushed over and yanked her off the ground by her outstretch servo, and then placing her on the other side of the hall, waving a digit at her in a scolding fashion.
The femme, Razor Strike, pouted and crossed her servos. Jeeze, what's with these sparklings?
Not wanting to use his real voice, Soundwave access a video recording he found on YouTube, while searching for new pony videos.
"Okay, okay. Clearly we need to set some rules." The voice had a very heavy Germen accent, and sounded somewhat scratchy, but it none the less worked.
"Wow!" the blue mech scurried up for a better look, "You actually talk? Is that what your voice sounds like?"
Soundwave shook his helm, "Rule number one!" he held up a silver digit. "You will not TOUCH anything!"
Cut Slide raised his servo, and then gestured to the metal ground, "What about the floor?"
Soundwave groaned a little. Where these sparklings stupid? "Yes, you may touch the floor."
"What about the air?" Soft Kill snickered. Soundwave was getting close to banging his helm against the wall, "Yes, you may touch the air."
"What about this?" Cut slide was tapping his digit against the same button the orange femme was trying to press. Soundwave snatched him away, and set the wiggling sparkling down with the others. "Okay, rule number two: You will not bother me while I'm working." The sparklings looked annoyed at this.
"Rule number three: You will not cry! Or whine, or laugh, or giggle!" He leaned a little closer just to get his point across, "So no annoying sounds."
The orange femme raised her servo, "Does this count as annoying?" She held her breath and started to slap her servos over her cheeks repeatedly, making loud click sounds.
The con's patience disappeared. Without warning he pulled up an image of Fluttershy's stare, "Very."
"I have to say, Soundwave, you have outdone yourself," Megatron chuckled. The sparklings sat still in their seats, not daring to make a peep.
"Thank you my lord."
"What exactly did you do to make them behave?"
Underneath Soundwave's mask, the mech smirked, "Let's just say the internet comes in handy more than you think, My Lord."
AN: I hope you guys liked this. I'm sorry about the grammar mistakes. I've been kind of stressed out lately. My cat Mew-mew had a seizure last night, and today I lost a very precious ring, my mom gave me when I was 12. Anyways, I don't own anything! The video 'MLP Despicable Me,' was created by SnapeADoodle28. The suggestion for this story was by Guest. Thank you. Again I hope you guys liked this, and please give me your ideas for the next chapter :D Love you guys!