As they walked home, Ratchet used the comm. Link to talk to Razer. "Razer, it's happened."

The reply was instant. "You're joking."

"No, I'm not. Megatronous went into stasis too." Ratchet chuckled.

"By Primus… Meet you at home." The comm. Link was silent after that.

Ratchet shook his head, saying to the other bots, "So, Optimus, how did you become Prime? Honestly, I would think you're designation would be Clumsy Prime. The amount of times you have fallen upstairs, and Primus don't even get me started on how bad you were as a sparkling!"

"Wait, how bad was Optimus?" Megatron asked, looking amused.

"Well, there was this one time I was trying to put Orion to bed but he disagreed. Left a good dent on my helm, and pulled one of my digits off! After that, I left it to Razer to put him to bed, but it didn't really matter. Orion has always been a destructive. Should have seen when he first had high grade with Megatronous…"

"What of Megatronous?" Optimus asked, changing the spotlight onto his brother as he silently cursed the medic.

"Too nice to do anything stupid. Unless you count that time he flirted with Elita-1 and Orion started tackling him." Ratchet chuckled.

"Wait, a nice Megatron? That's hard to believe." SS snorted.

"Well, you're gonna have to," Ratchet replied, and gave a surprised yelp when somebot landed in front of him, and it only took a click to realise who it was. "Soundwave! Don't do that!"

Soundwave just tilted his helm, which was his way of smiling when he had his mask on. "Ratchet: Is needed at Medical Bay."

Ratchet frowned. "What has happened?"

"Answer: Dark Energon."

Ratchet's optics widened, "Take these bots to my unit, I'll be back as soon as I can!" With that, he started running to the Medical Bay.

Groaning, Megatronous' optics slowly onlined, and he looked up to see… Orion?

"Orion…?" He slurred, confused. "If… This is one of your stupid pranks… I'm gonna tell everybot… About the high grade…"

It was Soundwave's voice that answered. "Orion: Is not here. Megatronous: Does not need to bring the story up."

Nodding, he slowly began getting out of the red and blue mech's arms, said bot helping him to his pedes. Once he was fully standing, he turned and looked slightly down, smiling softly as he said, "Thank you. Forgive me, but I didn't catch your designation?"

"Optimus Prime," he answered, holding a servo out.

Shaking it, Megatronous replied, "Megatronous." He let go of Optimus' servo, looking at the others. "I already know who most of you are, but I do not know the yellow and black bots designation."

Bumblebee, the yellow and black bot beeped, making Megatronous frown.

"You don't speak, so I dare ask, did somebot rip it out?" Bumblebee nodded. "Are you a youngling?" Another nod. "That's barbaric! To rip out a younglings vocal cords…" Megatronous shook his head, his gaze gentle on Bumblebee, who looked shocked. "Well, I hope whoever did it has paid. Now, let's keep moving before anymore drama happens."

With that, Megatronous turned and began walking, the other bots following, the older him and Orion at his sides. He looked at Optimus, asking, "What is Cybertron like from where you are from?"

Optimus seemed to tense, making him frown, his frown growing at the answer. "Cybertron is currently… Taken over by Dark Energon."

"Wait, Dark Energon? As in, the blood of Primus? Unicron save us if that happens here." Megatronous shook his head. "It's bad enough with some following the path of Primus, and I have met a few bots who have tried to put Dark Energon into themselves. I'm surprised Orion isn't among them." He looked at the ground, his expression sorrowful.

"Why would Orion be among them?" The older Megatronous asked, looking surprised.

"Orion has always been…" Megatronous paused, searching for the word. "Slightly malfunctioned. Speaking of Orion, it sounds like he's here." He stopped, the others doing the same.

And indeed, he was right. Orion jumped from a rooftop, doing a front flip and landing in front of them, servo on hip and smirking cockily. He was covered in dents and scratches, and energon that most likely wasn't his. "Slightly malfunctioned, am I, brother? What does that make you? Glitched?"

"No, it makes me the more responsible of us two." Megatronous replied, slightly annoyed. "Why are you here? And who did you fight this time?"

"He started it," came the instant reply, making Megatronous roll his optics. "It's true! Anyway, what's with these bots?"

"They are the slightly future us. And I'm sure they can introduce themselves." Megatronous looked at Optimus, who nodded.

Taking a slight step forward, he said, "My designation is Optimus Prime. This is Ratchet, Starscream, Megatron, Soundwave, Ratchet and Bumblebee." He pointed to each bot at their names.

Orion grinned at Megatronous. "Hear that, big brother? I become Prime, not you. And as always, I still look better than you!"

"Do not," Megatronous huffed, glaring at his younger brother.

Orion rolled his optics, "Please, you're just jealous I can pick up anybot I want."

"Elita-1 must have glitch repellent on then," Megatronous replied without thinking, making him feel slightly guilty. He was a full grown mech, for Unicron's sake! He shouldn't be acting so childish.

Orion glared, growling, "You just can't handle the truth that you could never pick up a pretty femme like her. She probably hates you."

"That's not what she said last night," he replied cheekily, and gave a shout as Orion tackled him, both of them wrestling and throwing punches and kicks. "GET OFF ME!"

"FRAG YOU!" Orion roared back, managing to pin Megatronous beneath him. Chassis heaving, he growled, "You should learn to keep yourself quiet more often."

Megatronous glared up at Orion, grumbling, "Just get off me, will you?"

"I believe I win." Orion said smugly.

"Shut up."