good heart, freaky mind

I was originally going to draw this with big shot spamton but puppet spamton was 10000 times funnier

"Audials show signs of distraction," Shockwave pointedly while putting down whatever intricate piece of machinery he had been tinkering with earlier. His crimson optic looked at the battle-worn mech. Megatron crossed his arms over his chest plate while the other two mechs in the room glanced at each other before looking back at Megatron, expecting him to share whatever was weighing on his spark. Finally, he broke and told them about the human with a light tone, describing the defiant look in your optics when he threatened you initially. Soundwave took the initiative to start researching you when Megatron told him your name. After pulling up some files, he transferred the information to a data pad and handed it to him. He thanks him and leaves, heading back to his berth room. Sitting on his berth, he looks at the information on you and pictures of you; it makes his spark clench slightly at the photos of you smiling beside cars that you repaired, covered in dirt and sweat but still proud of your hard work; he doesn't know how long he spends looking at all the photos of you until he hears a know on the door. He lays the device down and approaches the door to answer it.

"Prime?" Megatron says with a question on his glossa, wondering why he came to see him instead of just messaging through coms.

"I did message you," Practically reading his mind. "You didn't answer, so I came looking for you." Megatron moved to the side to let him into his room, closing the door behind him. Optimus sat at his desk while Megatron took his prior seat earlier.

"You were out for half of a deca-cycle with no check-ins," Prime explains to him. "I was about to go look for you." He jested slightly. Megatron just rolled his optics in return and picked up the data pad again to look at more pictures of you while remembering the sound of your voice. They sat silently for a few kliks before Megatron relayed the same story he told Soundwave and Shockwave earlier. Optimus nodded along to Megatrons words; holding his helm in his servos, he weighed his following words before he spoke.

"Why not visit the human?" he suggested to Megatron while raising an optical ridge. They're probably wondering if you're also alright, considering it's been a few cycles." He explained further. Megatron put the datapad back down again and held his helm in his servo while thinking deeply. He runs a servo down his face plate while sighing, hating to agree with the Prime. He nods in response; he claps Optimus on the shoulder pad and walks back to the docking hangar. Megatron sends a quick message to Soundwave and Shockwave, letting them know of his location before transforming and flying back to the forest where your home is. The sun is setting by the time he gets there, and he sees you round the corner from behind your house; you meet his gaze with shock written along your little face. He stands still, taking you in, noticing that your clothes had changed from the last time he had seen you. You regain your senses, smiling brightly, and run up to him.

"I was starting to think I had imagined you." You quip while looking up at him; he crouches down on his pedes and brings his servo to cup your face gently. He stares at you, studying your face; it feels different from looking at pictures of you. He suddenly picks you up, and you let out a yelp, holding him tight from fear of being dropped.

"Where are we going?" you ask quickly. "Back to the Nemesis," he responds simply. So, is it a person or a ship?" You're starting to panic a bit because of how fast this is moving, considering this is the first time you've seen him in days.

"WAIT, WAIT." You shout. He stops immediately and raises you to his face plate. He hums, waiting for your explanation for your panic, a slight worry in his red eyes.

"Let me pack an overnight bag, at least. I get anxious sleeping in new places." You bargain, your brain yelling at you about how stupid it is to go with a strange robot alien you saved a while ago. Still, curiosity always gets the better of you, and you feel like you do not have much of a choice with him anyway, so you'd rather be comfortable on your space excursion. He walks you back to your house and sets you down in front of the door.

"Two Kliks."

"Five minutes, I need to pack a blanket and a pillow along with toiletries." You respond sternly, wondering how long the original time he gave you was. "I feel like this is the first time you've even had a sleepover with a human anyway." You continue with a pout, and he huffs a laugh in response. He shoos you off, and you dash inside to grab your most enormous bags to stuff everything you need. You pack a comfort item and some food and drinks just in case. You smack the door open and drop all your bags on the porch. You notice he moved, looking around your house and peeking inside your shed at your car. You smiled at his curiosity for your life; he looked back in your direction, and you waved him over. He raises an optical ridge at all the bags at your feet, and you stick your tongue out in response. He transforms back into a plane, and you admire his form before his cockpit window pops open. You toss all your bags in the back and shuffle into the front seat, getting comfortable. You reach for the seat belt to buckle in, but he beats you to it, snaping it around your form and shutting the opening.

"Ready?" He probes gently, and you rub the wheel in response and nod before quickly giving him a yes, not knowing if he could see your face while he was like this. His engine hums, and you take off into the air, entering the atmosphere. You look out at the window down, admiring the scenery from up above, pressing your hand to the tinted glass, watching as your house and the forest get smaller until you're in space and approaching a ship that's even bigger than Megatron. The dock doors open, and you land inside as the oxygen returns to the bay.

"Leave your bags in my subspace for now. You can unpack them when we arrive at my berth room, " he tells you as the cockpit opens to let you out. He unbuckles the seatbelt around your body. You hop out and look around at the black and purple walls of the Nemesis.

"You aliens sure like purple." You quip while twisting your head around to take everything in.

"Just the Decepticons, " he quips back, which makes you whip your head and stare at him in shock, for him responding to your teasing for once. He looks back down at you after notifying the others he is back.

"Lord Megatron, I finished- what the frag is that…" Another 'Decepticon' walks in, stopping when he notices you standing by his 'Lord.' Megatron crosses his arms and quietly sighs.

"Why do you have an organic? " he asks, scrutinizing your form. "It's none of your concern, Starscream." "Send me the files when you can, and I'll look over them later." He bends down, scoops you into his servos, and walks away from a horrified Starscream.

"Lord Megatron, you're overdue for a check-in. I'll schedule you for one- is that a human?" Great, another one. Megatron sighs for the both of you. "I didn't know you were adopting a pet." The red robot in front of the two of you teases while peaking at you. You pop your head through Megatron's hands to snap back at the red bot.

"Who the fuck are you calling a pet hoe." Megatron's optics twitch slightly at your response, and the red robot laughs.

"My apologies. I'm Knockout. I hope to see you around soon. I'll send you the times for your appointment, my liege." He walks away with a smile and a shake of his helm. Megatron returns to the walk to his quarters. You enter the room, and he pauses suddenly, wondering whether to put you on his berth or desk for your safety. He chooses the latter, sets you down, and takes out all your bags for you. You start shuffling about, taking in his room and finding a nice spot to set up your temporary bed.

"There are other areas for you to bathe and relive yourself on the ship, and I'll show you them later." He tells you as he sits at his desk, watching you set up your temporary abode.

"So there have been other humans here." You prod gently, and he nods. When you are done setting up your sleeping spot, you turn around and walk up to where he's sitting. Just stare at him, and he returns your stare. He lifts up his servo and starts gently poking your sides, and you start giggling at his touch. He smiles gently at your laughter; Megatron stops poking you after a little bit and tells you that he has some paperwork to do and you are free to do as you please while he finishes. So you decide to use him as a jungle gym until you get tired or bored, whichever comes first. He finishes up and notices that you have stopped climbing on him. You are lying against his arm while on your phone.

"Why don't you get some recharge?" Megatron suggests while moving you to your bed. You nod and go to change clothes but notice he is still watching you.

"Turn around. You're not watching me while I change." You pout while motioning with your hands. He narrows his optics but complies with your demands with a huff. You quickly change and let him know you are done; burying yourself under the blankets, he dims the lights and lays on his berth. You lie quietly for a while, then move to tossing and turning. Finally, you sit up and drag your blanket and pillow to the edge of the desk.

"Megatron? Are you still awake?" you whisper, shouting to him, not wanting to bother him but still hoping to get his attention. He sits up, saying, "Yes. What's wrong?" He gets up and approaches where you are standing. You fidget for a little, then explain yourself.

"I can't sleep, " you tell him quietly, messing with the edge of your blanket. Can I sleep with you, please?" You pleaded with him slightly, hoping he would be sympathetic. He picks you up, walks back over to his berth, and lays down, placing you on his chassis, close to his pulsing spark. You shift around for a bit and finally sit still after getting comfortable. You lay quietly for a bit before you look up from where you're lying in his direction.

"Goodnight Megatron." You whisper to him, hoping he's still awake to hear it.