Question No. 2

Number 3 walked into the bathroom while you're showering?

Me: Glower at Megatron and dare him to stare. Come on... I know he hates squishies, why would the mech even consider anything to do with me!... I would have also thrown the shower head at him to the optics if he doesn't quit it... *evil laugh* I have a pretty nice aim.

It was after the word got out that there was a multidimensional traveler staying with the Autobots, that I got captured by none other than the Decepticons. I was kinda distracted that time when I was out in Lennox's farm land that they manage to capture me in just a spark beat. I was actually glad that they took me without a fuss because no matter how I hate being captured, the thought of the Lennoxs being safe and sound had sooth me.

They and the Autobots may be in a run right now to get me or that Will was now blaming his self for not watching me, I still say that there was nothing they could do. I only hope that they aren't pushing theirselves to their breaking point. I am after all just a lost lamb from another dimension.

I was just the squishy they had found and got to know by chance. Although I kept things from them, I ain't planning on telling these Cons either. Most importantly, Megs who seem quite interested in me. The first sight I had caught of him made me wanna retort something so badly but held it in.

The mech was probably the most hideous thing I had seen in his entire life! I mean, can't he fix what Optimus had done to his other half of the face? Argh! He also was quite the ferron head.

I had been in their care for almost a week now and I can probably say that it was time for me to voice out my necessities after holding for so long. I need a fragging proper utility if they plan on keeping me here! I don't complain about the food they give me but by the time I needed to use the bathroom for such activities... I won't let something like that happen again!

It was after 2 days of my capture that I had been able to meet the Decepticon Lord again as he sat in his throne. I tried not look bored at him but it failed when he suddenly yelled at me to get my attention back. I muttered an apology and didn't look at his face. I knew that if I did, I would have scowled at him and started retorting somethings that I would likely regret(not) and would lead me to my extinction.

"As submitting you are too my power and the pleasure it gives that you are willing bow down to me, traveler... I'll reward you of being my pet." He said to me thinking that my act of bowing was an act of submission. It was fine for me as long as he wouldn't kill me. I plan on going back to my dimension alive you know...

The first mistake he did though was order me to look him straight in the face. It took me quite a threat to look at him but as soon as I did, I scowled at him and did what I feared I would do.

"Why in the name of Primus won't you fix your scrappy face and processor, Megs?" It was sarcastic and quite not right when other mechs heard it. They started laughing and snickering but as soon as it came, the soon it had gone.

I was swept to his servo as his claw dug into me. Blood maybe running down through the cuts but I never did notice. It was my nature to endure pain... I am after all, just human. He was about to crush me the moment I didn't reply but was staring, until I offered to fix whatever hideous thing that his face plates had suffered. With the help of Hook, we did the job and had finished it all in one go... but not without irritating the leader when his olfactory sensors had sniffed out my scent.

It was embarrassing that he had to announce it in front of every mech there. As soon as I asked where should I go, it took them another full breem to answer me. They contemplated on whether should I be given my own wash room but since that would take time, they let me use theirs.

The rule was simple... Don't come in when the squishy is in there. They'd follow that rule in fear of seeing the DISGUSTING squishy with all those things I told them about but weren't true. It was fun messing with Cons.

I was laughing my aft out for 3 straight days when I had the shower room to myself every time I would use it. I was able to take my time and sing all sorts of stuff to fill in the silence that would always welcome me. I think I could even sense that someone was listening on me every time I do that.

That third day change my insight of the Lord too...

That night when I had wanted to have a midnight shower, I went in like always and started to take off my clothes that consisted of a large t-shirt that was paired by navy blue pajamas (provided by Barricade). I put them aside with my under garments and went to get my stock of cleaning agents. If the mechs had polishes and sponges, I have my own scrub, soap and shampoo.

I was contented with the silence that enveloped me as the water was shut off to save it. Scrubbing here and there, it was then I notice that there was someone there at the entrance. Before I could tell the mech or whoever it is to frag off, it opened and in went the mech that glinted silver with the newly reformed helm of his. It was as soon as he stepped in and the door close was the time he had noticed me, staring at me in all of my glory.

Both of us stood in silence for the next klik. Not a single one of us talked... not until I twitched when his own optics slid down from my face. I maybe beet red now but the way I glared at him was a fair warning. I had in mind that if the mech still ogled me, I assure him that he won't leave to see the day.

Trying to save some of my dignity, my arms crossed over my chest as I dared him to do another. And he did... That was it! Man or mech, nobody... WILL EVER. EVER... LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY!

"Like what you see, My Lord?" I asked with my sickeningly sweet voice that I had mustered as his optics stared back to my face. I gave him a sweet smile until I suddenly threw the scrub that I was holding at his optics. Next thing that came flying was the bottle of shampoo and then the soap.

He fell on his aft in surprise, unable to save himself from the trajectory of the objects. The scrub had managed to clogged his right optic. Then, the bottle of shampoo did the same with the other optic. As soon the soap came flying, I missed at aiming his optics but it went in his mouth. I think that the mech had choked but I can't tell... do they even have throats like ours?

The thud he created from the impact of his landing got me holding onto the shower, the small shower head that they had made for me. With a little tug, it tore off and the water came gushing out of it and onto me. It took me quite a while to stop the water but I did it as I turn the knob.

As soon as I did, all hell went loose again. Megs was angry and was looking deathly at me although I was angry too. Out of that, I was also wet, cold and most importantly, stripped off of my dignity... It was never a good combination to stay undressed in their fragging melancholic ship.

"Why you little-" He was about in the middle of his rant until I had it with him. The shower head that was still in my reach had given me the chance to take my revenge. I threw it hard at him as it had made its landing into his mouth stopping him effectively than the soap.

He had another choking fit but I didn't mind. As I dressed, he was chocking to death. I couldn't help smirk as I got out of there with another mech going in the said direction to where the Lord was. I could hear him panicking and calling out to others as they asked what was wrong.

I knew that Soundwave would come and get that thing out of the lord's systems. Before that could happen, I prompted to take action in planning where to hide in their ship even though I was still dripping wet.

As soon as I had found a nice spot that even the symbiots couldn't reach, I heard the loud angry cry of the mech that was resounded throughout the ship. It was a fine evidence of my victory in a certain bet.

I snickered as the thought of the Constructicons would now help me in hiding even if they off line~!