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• Scowling at the little golden crown with its glittering jewels, he hates that he’s tempted. Coming down to get it means giving you an opening to grab him and cuddle him again, though. And you’re very grabby right now with him this size. Rumbling as he clears his vents, he watches you slide the crown down onto your wrist. “Don’t worry about it. I’m sure Megatron would want it if you don’t,” you say turning and picking up a plastic container as he stiffens. And you pry up a corner of the lid so he smells energon. “Too bad, though.”

• Picking up one of the weird gummy energon treats, you have his attention at least. He’s scowling at you, wings flicking. But he wants the snacks. And the crown. Squishing the treat slightly between your finger and thumb, you wonder how offended he’d be if you told him that he reminds you of a cat right now. Though honestly, he reminds you of a cat a lot. It’s just more pronounced at this size. “Megatron wouldn’t care for things like that,” he mutters sullenly as you try to not smile.

• “Really? It wouldn’t hurt to ask him,” you counter, shoulders lifting. Rumbling softly, he resists the urge to hiss softly at you. Because that’s his. Not Megatron’s. Reaching out a hand in demand your head tilts as you smile up at him. Squishing that energon goodie temptingly before stretching up and putting it in his hand. And you snatch your hand back when he grabs for the crown. ‘Nope. You have to come down for that.’

• Watching him scowl and eat the energon treat, he’s staring at the crown as his plating lifts. Wanting it a lot more than you’d thought he would. Had half thought he’d scoff at you and get offended by it. “No one else has one of these,” you add, spinning it on your wrist as he chews. “Imagine them all staring at you. Envying you.” And he shrugs, the human gesture so strange on the point sized mech. “Want to come down?” You ask holding out your arms as his wings twitch.