"Bro! I thought you were dead!"
"You make it sound like you preferred me dead."
"No! Nothing like that. Hey are Bluestreak and Azalea with you?"
"I thought they was with you." The two Praxians looked at each other.
"So Blue and Lea could still be out there….by themselves. That's bad. Very bad." Prowl nodded in agreement.
"Maybe we could try looking for them. I don't like the idea of them being by themselves. Hopefully they are together wherever they are."
-Later-
"Prowl would you mind doing something for me?"
"What would that be sir?" Prowl looked up from writing his report.
"Go and get the blue prints for Praxus from Megatron."
"Yes but may I inquire as to why you do not want to get them yourself like usual?"
"I would prefer not to talk to Megatron."
"Why?" Optimus sighed and rested his chin in his servo.
"Things happened a few weeks ago."
"Like? Perhaps I could help?" Prowl sat down in front of Optimus' desk.
"I went to go talk to him about the blueprints for Praxus but Elita was there…"
"And? Is that it?"
"They were kissing." Optimus diverted his optics.
"That sounds so childish, I know. But I feel…"
"Betrayed?" The Prime looked at Prowl.
"I guess you could say that." Prowl hummed in thought and smirked a bit before saying, "Prime you're jealous!" Prime blinked.
"Prowl don't be ridiculous."
"But he's told you that he loves you and he has kissed you. And you are jealous." Prowl crossed his arms in triumph. Optimus sighed and looked away.
"You're in love with him." He continued to look away.
"I can tell. You wouldn't be this upset if you weren't in love with him."
"Prowl you don't know that."
"You underestimate my ability to read body language Optimus. And the fact that I'm your friend and I know normal Optimus compared to upset Optimus." Prowl looked at him. Optimus stared at an object in the floor, one of Atlas' toys.
"Sir. Maybe you need to go talk to him."
"No."
"Ok. Listen, Optimus. He could have been forced to kiss her. You really need to go talk to him."
"Fine...So you'll get off my back." Optimus stood up and walked out. Prowl smirked triumphantly.
-on the Nemesis-
Optimus walked into the Nemesis. No one was walking around and it was silent. He walked to the control room. Only Soundwave was there.
"Soundwave?" The silent mech turned to look at him.
"Prime." Optimus blinked.
"You spoke. I didn't know you could."
"Yes. I have always been able to. I just chose not to. There's something I have needed to tell you." Prime blinked again.
"What is it?"
"Megatron is...He's..." Soundwave looked away and tried to find a way to form his sentence.
"Depressed... and ill."
"What do you mean?"
"He's become very weak over the past week and Knockout is worried for his health. He doesn't know how or why this is happening except that it's from an unknown virus. He cannot leave his berth. And he's depressed. Which is rather self explanatory, but no one knows why."
"I see...Is the Virus contagious."
"No. Not that Knockout can see."
"Where is he now?"
"His quarters."
"Thank you Soundwave." Optimus turned and went down the hall to Megatron's quarters. The hallways were darker than normal and when he reached Megatron's quarters, he knocked on the door.
"Come in..." called a weak voice. He walked in.
"O-Optimus." The Prime walked over. Megatron looked horribly weak. His optics were a dull shade of red and he looked tired.
"I...thought...I-I would never see...you a-again." Optimus stayed quiet before sighing.
"How did you get sick...?" Megatron reached for Optimus' servo but Optimus' pulled it back. The Silver mech looked instantly saddened.
"How did you get sick?" he asked again.
"I..d-don't know." Optimus was quiet and he glared at Megatron.
"O-Optimus...P-Please..."
"Why were you kissing Elita?"
"She...c-came and...f-f-forced herself on me..."
"How can I trust you?" Megatron forced himself into a sitting position and grabbed a datapad.
"This. W-watch it..." Optimus took the datapad and looked at it. He turned it on and watched it.
"Megatron I-...I'm…sorry to interrupt…"
"Opti-"
"Shh."
"Stop! My feelings are for Optimus. You tried to kill me!"
"Oh. Forget about that. Forget Optimus. What could he do for you? A lot less than I could give to you."
"Get off me you glitch!"
"Oh Megatron. You're pathetic. Do you think Optimus would really love you? Fat chance. He doesn't go for evil mechs who killed thousands."
"Optimus has forgiven me for everything that happened!"
"Oh? Are you sure he's forgiven you for raping him? Not that he remembers it or anything but you forced 2 sparklings on him in the middle of the war. Which he has raised all this time. By himself. And then you come and want to suddenly be a sire? Do you really think they love you too? They don't. They love me."
"That's a lie, glitch."
"Oh? Luna doesn't love you. She loves me."
"You're insane!"
"Believe what you want stupid knock-off. But remember. You don't deserve love. You're an evil psychotic knock-off."
The video cut off and Optimus set it down before sitting next to Megatron.
"I'm so sorry Megatron." Megatron took his servo and squeezed softly. Optimus looked at him.
"She's full of lies. You do deserve love. And I have forgiven you for everything."
"I...love y-" Optimus stared at Megatron as he went silent. He had been sent into a forced stasis lock.
"Knockout!" Optimus yelled.