》5《

                                    

                                          
Ratchet frowned and looked at the little warlord as he slowly woke up again. He watched him intently as he reached for a wrench. He slowly walked over as he tightened his grip on the tool. The sparkling rubbed his faceplate tiredly and sat up. He whimpered fearfully as he didn't recognize his surroundings.
                          
"Swndwa?" He called quietly and looked around. "Swndwa, whewe you?" He asked quietly as he scanned the room. He saw Ratchet and his optics widened in fear. 
                          
"Stay back bwot!" He yelled and stood up as he pulled the IV out. He looked around frantically and transformed into his alternate mode. 
                          
"Oh no you don't!" The medic yelled and tried to grab him as he flew up to the rafters. 
                          
"Scrap." He muttered as he watched the little aircraft fly around. Smokescreen and Bumblebee came in as they talked to each other. Bulkhead and Arcee drove back into base with the kids.
                          
"Um... where's the little guy?" Smokescreen asked nervously as he looked around. 
                          
"Oh he got... scared I think... and went up there." Ratchet muttered as he narrowed his optics. He went back to typing and grumbled something under his breath. 
                          
"Well we can't just leave him up there." Arcee muttered as she walked over. 
                          
"Ya... we don't want Optimus to think we're... neglecting him." Bulkhead muttered. They watched the aircraft and wondered how they would get him down from there.
                          
"I got it!" Smokescreen said as he grinned happily and snapped his digits. The others watched him as he cleared his throat and looked up at the aircraft. 
                          
"Hey Megsy!" He called and the others gave him a look. "What? I figured it would fit him." He muttered, they looked at the medic.
                          
"What?" He grunted as he raised an optic ridge. "I don't care about what you call him." He muttered as he folded his arms. Smokescreen smiled and called out to the little tyrant again. Megatron transformed into his biped mode on top of a rafter and glared down at the bots.
                          
"What do you want you fwnd?" Megatron said grumpily Smokescreen looked at the others confused 'fwnd?' He mouthed silently.
                          
"Uh, yeah, so... you wanna play a game megsy?" He asked.
                          
Arcee elbowed Smokescreen and gave him a look of  'How could you be so stupid?!' Smokescreen rubbed his elbow with a hurt look on his face. Megatron looked down an imaginary nose at them with a suspicious look on his faceplate. 
                          
"I don't bewive you." He said pouting. Smokescreen dramatically sighed and failed his arms. Megatron giggled then caught himself and pouted again.
                          
"But I mean it Megsy. Don't you wanna play?" He said practically whining.
                          
"I don't know who the bigger sparkling is." Ratchet muttered and folded his arms. Bulkhead chuckled quietly and walked over to the kids.
                          
Bumblebee wasn't sure about this and followed the wrecker. Megatron watched them quietly then thought for a moment. He transformed into his alternate mode and flew down, then turned into his biped mode. He stumbled a little and looked up at him with his big optics.
                          
"Okwy... I wanna pway." He said as he smiled. Ratchet huffed and went back to work. Arcee narrowed her optics and shook her helm before walking off. The little warlord frowned and realized something. No one liked him.
                          
He sniffed sadly and hung his helm at this realization. The Decepticons liked him and actually played with him. But here they wanted nothing to do with him. Smokescreen watched the sparkling and almost felt bad for him. He hesitated and crouched by his side then cocked his helm.
                          
"Hey... um... Megsy.... don't cry." He said trying to focus on the fact he was a sparkling and not a tyrant at the moment. The little one looked up at him and nodding as he wiped his tears away. Smokescreen smiled a little and stood up straighter. 
                          
"Come... what game would you like to play?" He asked quietly. Megatron thought for a moment and his mind slowly went back to normal. He had to keep up the act. He looked at him innocently and smiled sweetly. 
                          
"Tag." He said trying to remember what letters the sparkling struggled with. Smokescreen chuckled quietly and poked his helm.
                          
"You're it." He said as he smiled and slowly started running.
                          
Megatron fought back the urge to blast him right there and looked around. He could probably cause enough chaos to get to the computer. He smiled darkly but no one saw. He looked back at the rookie and chased him then punched his leg. That felt good. Smokescreen winced a little and looked at the small dent in his plating. 
                          
"Not so hard." He muttered and chased after him. Megatron fought the sparklings mind as it tried to take over. He had to remain in control for a bit longer. If he could harm the sparkling maybe it would be easier to control. Now how to harm it.
                          
He waited until the rookie tagged him then he ran after him. He cocked his cannon and fired at the bot. Smokescreen yelped in surprise and stumbled as the blast hit his leg. Megatron smirked slightly and shot at Wheeljack as he walked in. 
                          
"Tag!" He yelled as he let the sparkling take over. Letting him continue the game.
                          
The wrecker barely missed getting hit and he glared at the sparkling. He ran after the little warlord who squealed happily at the game. He ran around and shot at the others. Ratchet yelled angrily and ducked as he avoided getting hit. Miko screamed in surprise and Bulkhead stood between them and the con.
                          
Bumblebee ran at the sparkling and almost caught him. He dove at him and grabbed him only to get shot at. He let go and dodged before the sparkling got away. The blast hit Wheeljack in the arm and he growled angrily. The little warlord yelled happily and just started firing at everyone as he stood in the middle of the room. They all took cover and tried to figure out what to do. The sparkling aimed at the kids area and he laughed happily as the bots optics widened in fear. 
                          
"Megatronus!" Optimus said sternly. The sparkling stopped suddenly and lowered his arm. He slowly turned and looked at the Prime who stood in the doorway.
                          
The Autobots watched as their leader walked over to the sparkling. He towered over him and narrowed his optics. The sparkling whimpered fearfully and stepped back as he kept optic contact. They just stared at each other for a few minutes. The room was silent and no one dared say a word. Mostly because they didn't want their leaders anger turned on them. The sparklings optics filled with tears and he wanted to run away, but couldn't seem to move.
                          
"You will not harm my team while you are here in our care." He said seriously knowing he was talking to the sparkling. "Is that understood?" He asked firmly. The little warlord whimpered fearfully and stared at him.
                          
It was clear the little con was terrified of the Prime. Tears fell down his faceplate and he nodded. Optimus watched him quietly for a few minutes then his expression softened as he crouched by his side.
                          
"Megatronus... you need not fear me." He said calmly and gently set a servo on his tiny helm. The sparkling wiped his tears away and looked at him sadly. 
                          
"I know you can be kind sparked and there is good inside you." He said as he gently tapped the little warlords spark chamber. The sparkling stared at his digit then looked up at him. He watched him carefully and realized the bot didn't mean any ill intent.
                          
The others looked at each other and finally realized what Optimus was attempting to do. He wanted to try and teach the sparkling to be good. If he was stuck like this, maybe they could raise him to be a better Cybertronian.
                          
Maybe this was how they could end the war.