[Yall … I'm fuckin' exhausted right now and I started to type this out in my fuckin' math class so I wouldn't fall asleep. Anyway, I hope you guys like this.]

(Chapter 18)

(Ven POV)

I'm getting real tired of pre planning bullshit right now.

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"I'm sorry. I'm gonna need you to run that by me again since I don't think I heard you right. You want me to do what?"

I was extremely confused on the type of advice that he wanted. It was fairly bizarre and, let me tell you right now, I'm not sure how to approach this. I was prepared to advise him with different things, not shit like … this.

Megatron looked down at me with some irritation, rolling his optics. I could tell that he had no patience to repeat himself, but he was going to have to say it again since I feel like I just hallucinated. It happens more than you'd think sadly. You could just say that I might have a problem.

"I wish for your advice on how to … guide my soldiers."

Well ain't that a whole bucket of shit surprise? I would say that this is a good thing, but eh, I gotta figure out how bad this would turn out if I did help him out with the Vehicons. I've said this before, since I do want the Vehicons to be better, but if they get too good then the Autobots won't be able to go forward in the series. Very irritating, I know, but I can't let them get too good. I still have a sequel to this series to worry about too. … I actually don't know if I'll end up in the sequel, but we'll see after this bullshit fiasco.

I sighed and I rubbed my jaw. This was a hard decision. Very hard. Maybe I could work on their teamwork skills? Nah. They'll just jump the Autobots and that ain't good. Mm. Maaaybeee I could help them out just a bit, just a little bit, with … with … goddamn. I don't fuckin' know. Psh . Ooh hold up. How about I give them some lessons with interdiction and control MSR? All that military bullshit that I would study about? Yeah let's do that. They do work with a lot of mining most of the time when they aren't working with maintenance on the ship or searching for Autobots.

I glanced up at Megatron for a moment and I huffed as I spoke.

"As much as I would rather shit in my hands and clap, I'll work with you. I'll get some work done with them, under one condition of course."

Megatron looked at me in slight disgust as I said the first part of my sentence, understandable, but then he rolled his optics as he picked up that I was going to start negotiating with him. Suck it up buttercup. No one cares for your disgust nor your fuckin' attitude you big bitch.

I narrowed my eyes at him and I let out a sharp breath. I was getting tired of his goddamn attitude. Dude had more sass than a six year old with a tutu and a tiara, and if that wasn't enough, dude has so much … I actually don't even know. I'm just talking shit just to talk shit at this point.

"You have to take my advice more seriously. You know that what I'm saying is true, and you're too damn stubborn to even consider my advice. You didn't even heed my advice from last year when you decided that you wanted to make me a trainee goon."

Megatron made a sound that I easily recognized. It was one of his growls that were kinda mixed with a groan. I used to find it attractive, but now it's just plain weird. I couldn't help but look him up and down with a disgusted side eye. He gave me the ick and I had no idea how I could even like him in the first place. I shivered in self disgust. Never gonna make that mistake again. Fuck dat.

Let's get back to our conversation.

"For someone who is so young, you drive hard bargains."

I shrugged and I waved my hand dismissively. Being an older sibling to two little shits makes you have to bargain to save yourself. The amount of times I've nearly gotten snitched on is astronomical. I'm lucky that they're no longer snitches.

"Eh. It's nothing special."

I wanted to know if he agreed. This would be so much easier for me if he did. Actually, I take that back. It won't be easy since I'm basically finna start training his troops that he has no care for. What am I, a glorified babysitter? I might as well be since the Vehicons are basically teenagers.

The Autobots always end up killing the Vehicons so there are always new clones on standby just in case new soldiers are needed. Who was the first Vehicons anyway? All the Vehicons are basically the same person, clones obviously, they all just have different personalities.

"So, do you agree to my terms? It would be better for you to agree anyway since it would be beneficial for you and your army. Might even turn the tides in your favor. Ya never know."

Of course I was lying. You think I would help this sorry sack of shit and let him win the war? Hell naw. I may be dum, but I ain't fuckin' stupid. I'd like to have a planet to live on, thank you very much. Actually, I think I might live on Cybertron, but that's highly unlikely since I'd immediately get annoyed by being surrounded by bots that would be much bigger than me. They might even be racist or some shit too since I know that some Cybertronians don't take too kindly to organic life forms.

Megatron looked down at me, frustration clearly shown on his faceplates as he was deciding on what he wanted. Of course, if he didn't agree to this it would be okay and wouldn't affect me at all, nor his troops, it wouldn't even tamper with what's supposed to happen either, so that's good.

Megatron let out an annoyed grunt and put his hand behind his back. He was clearly going to agree since I know that look of resignation. It was also clear that he didn't want to do this, which, too fuckin' bad you big bitch. You were probably going to make me do it anyway if you felt like you wanted to be more forceful today.

"Fine. I agree with your terms."

I nodded, satisfied that things luckily went my way. This was one of those rare moments that I had complete control of the situation. Might not get this moment again, but I'll make the most of it and take it to my advantage, any smart person would, and this gives me bragging rights. I get to say that I had complete control of a situation over controlling bitch that has a superiority complex.

I was about to put everything away, still somewhat covered in energon and some oil. I hadn't had the chance to completely clean or clean up the messy berth that is still covered in energon from the Vehicons that I operated on. I was stopped by the sound of Megatron's voice again and I sighed quietly in irritation since I should've foreseen him making his own terms. Bet he was going to offer me some bullshit or something.

"I would like to give some conditions as well since you and I will be working together for the time being."

I sucked my teeth and I looked up at him with some annoyance, which he could clearly see, but looked like he wasn't going to do anything about it. I grabbed a face towel that I had set in my pocket before I even started working, knowing that I might have to clean myself up at some point. I was wiping my face as I spoke again, cleaning off any energon or oil that was on my face.

"Alright. Give 'em to me."

Megatron harrumphed and spoke. He spoke about wanting me to work alongside him in the throne room to oversee all the other delicate and inner workings of the Vehicons that I hadn't realized worked on. It surprised me somewhat since he was basically telling me that I would kind of be his work partner. He was giving me a power that he was clearly hesitant to give me and yet he was still here, offering me this position that I was sure that he would usually work with Soundwave on.

I had told him that if he was absolutely sure he would have to reinforce his words since I would no longer be acting like some work drone. I will act more according to this role that he was giving me and I was warning him ahead of time since he would obviously beat the dog shit out of me if I didn't warn him beforehand, which I obviously don't want to happen.

He's gets really bitchy about anyone sharing a position as him, especially his leadership.

I also told him that he would still be on the absolute top since I had no desire to take over the Decepticons and he had responded in a dark laugh that held no amusement in it. He told me that he knew that. I would have been dead by now if he would have had any thoughts that I was going to make an attempt at his throne.

I just shrugged and acted unbothered despite me clearly being intimidated. I was also glad that he didn't think that I was going to make an attempt at anything. Mans is fuckin' territorial of his position.

Anyways. I'mma move on since this conversation is boring me half to death and I know that Megatron is starting to feel some irritation at the fact that he has had to talk to me for a bit longer than he expected.

"Is there anything else you wanna run by me, or is that it?"

I don't care about the level of attitude that I was giving off in waves at this point now that I know that he and I will be sharing a position. I'm honestly gonna make him kinda regret doing this since I'm going to also change a fuck ton of things around here. No more neglect, abuse, or manipulation here baby. I can tell you that.

Megatron just huffed and walked out.

Damn. Just going to walk out without saying anything back? Fuckin' rude bitch. This is exactly why some people don't like you. Actually, it ain't even 'some' people that don't like you, your whole fuckin' race hates you and the only one who doesn't hate you is your nemesis of all people. Ain't that fuckin' sad. I mean, I don't exactly hate him either, but he annoys the absolute shit out of me. All this chaos for what?

When the doors closed behind him I rolled my eyes, annoyed with his ass beyond anything right now, but I just shrugged my shoulders and I started cleaning up again. I wanted to get on break more quickly, and Megatron walking up in here just wasted my time. I didn't want to have to work over time during this shift just to get my work done.

When I was nearly done with cleaning up the energon I was interrupted yet again, making me sigh. I was annoyed and now I was just finna get pissed off at this point.

I turned around and I was surprised to see a very injured Starscream in the doorway of the Med-bay. I stammered for a moment before I just raised my voice since he didn't just get his ass in here and sit the fuck down.

"Boy if you don't get ya skinny ass in here!"

When I yelled I made sure I put some authority in that bitch. I sounded very much like my mama so I was kinda proud of myself for a moment, but that little proud moment was interrupted when I heard and saw Starscream scramble to get his aft on the berth.

Starscream looked a little sheepish as he sat down, likely not expecting me to yell at him like that. I scowled at him and I crossed my arms. He was giving me more work to do and it kinda pissed me off, but I wasn't about to turn away my friend.

"Now why in the absolute fuck did you wait to get ya ass in here? You know damn well that when you get injured you're supposed to bring your ass straight here."

I was glaring at him and speaking angrily, trying to hold back from cussing him out. Starscream had gained a habit by no coming to the Med-bay to get fixed up, believing that he didn't need any help and I'm not gonna lie, but when I learned about this habit of his it just made me fuckin' mad. Like bro, get fixed please so that I don't have to deal with a dead Starscream in the future please! You're still essential for the future and I'd very much not like to deal with any dead friends.

Starscream didn't look me in the eye, knowing that I was glaring at him and scowling. I was mad at his ass and he was right not to look at me since it would kinda irritate me just lookin' at him right now. I was tired and he was cutting into my time, and lord knows that I don't even get paid for this bullshit.

I just growled and grumbled under my breath, just talking shit and all that about today. I woke up at three am and here I am, working my ass off and spending too much time in this room alone is making me mad as hell.

I grabbed my tool box and I started fixing him up. While I was fixing him up I noticed that his wing was bent at an awkward angle and he was covered and dark bruised like dents.

"What the hell happened to you anyway? You look fucked up, and not in the 'I got abused before coming here' fucked up."

The bruises didn't look big enough to be Megatron's, and if Megatron was going to bed Starscream's wing, he would nearly tear it off. Very brutal. One of the many reasons that I pity Starscream. He may be an ass and on the wrong side of the war, but he doesn't deserve to be abused like that. I care too much to just stand by and let someone be abused.

"I was dealing with a mine today and the Autobots had come, seeking energon. A stray blast had ended up hitting some of the energon and the mine blew up, causing the mine to collapse. I was lucky enough to make it out alive after I helped get everyone out as quickly as possible."

I gave him an impressed look. Usually Starscream was one to leave his troops to die, not caring if anyone died or lived, only caring if he got out alive. I was nearly done with his repairs when I decided to give him my input.

"Well, you had an exciting day for sure."

I smiled as I welded a small gnash on his side, cleaning up the energon as well. I patted the lower part of his arm and I gave him a beaming smile, letting him know that I was proud of him.

"I'm proud of you Star. You'll be more recognized and respected for sure."

Starscream gave me an awkward, but honestly cute smile as he rubbed the back of his neck cables. I just chuckled and patted his forearm again. I wasn't lying when I was proud. He was getting better at being better and I kinda felt like a proud older sibling at that moment. At this rate he'll be happier in the future and knowing that alone will make me happy. No more sad and pitiful moments for Starscream, only happiness.

Me and Starscream talked for a few minutes, talking about anything honestly. Our little conversation made me smile as we talked about anything that would come to our minds. We hadn't talked in a fat minute, so we were just happy to talk to one another.

Once our little chat ended I was more happy and less annoyed with everything, finishing up my work and walking over to a vet in the wall by the desk and my box.

I opened the vent and I made my way to my room, smiling and humming all the way there. I was happy with that moment and glad that I was finally going to take a goddamn nap. I was tired and I was working a little harder than normal today, so I earned this nap that I was finna take. I might sleep the rest of the day, but Megatron can kiss my ass.

I got to my room and I immediately changed into clothes that were more comfy than my normal lazy clothes. I actually had a moomoo on and I wasn't finna wake up with frizzy hair, so I put on my bonnet. I laid down in my bed and I pulled out a bag of chips and my phone, wanting to at least read some fanfiction before I took my nap.

In only twenty minutes I was out like a light.

[I'm thinking about just posting every Saturday at this point since I can't seem to get these chapters out on time.]