#tfpwheeljack

Megatron

He wasn’t going to do anything to the human at first, simply tease him and then join the others in front of the console to finish their plans. But then it had the nerve to toss something at him, so there he was, faceplate level with it so he could look him in the eye.

He stared into Jack's eyes, smirking a bit.

“So you are the one who managed to infiltrate my ships defenses.”

Jack paused for a moment, eyes wide in fear, but he took a step forward.

”W-what the hell do you want?”

Megatron scoffed, obviously entertained by whatever confidence Jack found himself riding on, he was seconds from prodding him with a finger when another squishy fleshy slammed its gross little body into his digit. He watched as it spread its arms in front of the other, panting heavily and obviously hurt from the action.

“LEAVE- LEAVE HIM ALONE!” it panted and sagged slightly.

Megatron found himself struggling to keep a straight face as it stared him down. This thing was trying to intimidate him!? Surely this can't be happening? Do these native lifeforms have a death wish?

Unable to hold it in any longer, he guffawed and drew the attention of the bots to him, all of them too busy in their planning to have noticed him before. Optimus, as expected, cleared the room in just a few steps. As he turned to face his enemy he heard the small metal door leading out of the balcony open and shut, and sneered at Optimus. A small part of him regretted having laughed so loudly, he hadn't finished interrogating the tall human! Of course, the small one raised some curiosity, what could they have possibly been thinking??

Optimus

It took a mere four seconds for Prime to clear the base floor and yank Megatron away from the balcony. He stared up into Megatron's optics, weapons systems clicking and sounding off as he tried to stay calm. Megatron took one sweeping glance around the room at everyone, then looked back to Optimus and grinned. He walked past him and back to the console with Ratchet. He began to discuss his plan as if he had done nothing potentially fatal.

Optimus huffed and turned to the balcony where (y/n) was peaking out of the door. He came to the balcony, and made sure to keep his movements slow as they came out of hiding, walking up to the railing.

They seemed to be fine, and had no problem when walking. Maybe they were just a bit shaken.

He ex-vented and leaned in, “(y/n)...while I do commend your efforts…,” he searched for the right words as he looked down at them.

They had begun to mess with the hem of their shirt, occasionally stealing sideways glances at Megatron's back and the door. He watched them for a moment before turning to go join the others.

They weren’t ready for anything he had to say about the situation.

“We will talk about this later. For now, please rest.”

They looked up at him in surprise, then quickly walked to the door once relieved. He made his way back to the console.

Wheeljack

Wheeljack had been the first to point a blaster at Megatron, specifically at the base of his helm. He had a theory he wanted to test, but before he could, Optimus had snatched Megatron away and was now giving everyone the signal to put away their weapons. The leaders stared at each other, then seemed to come to some kind of agreement as they walked away to talk in some other part of the base.

He didn't like it. His plating felt itchy.

Looking back toward the balcony, y/n had sent Jack back through the door into the innards of the base, but they stayed behind looking for something. Eventually they seemed to find it, but then they just sat there and stared at whatever was in their hand.

Wheeljack sighed, knowing that he’d have to be the one to say something. The itch in his plating increased as he approached.

“So…what were you lookin’ for just now?”

Y/n looked up at him “huh? Oh um,” they held up Miko and Jacks phones, “their..their phones they… God.” They put their head in their hands “He nearly died because of a fucking phone.”

Wheeljack decided to stare at their forehead rather than their eyes. Yeah. That might help with the awkwardness he was feeling. “....lucky you were there then huh?”

Y/n looked at him, making a confused noise.

“Well I mean,” he motioned to the spot that Megatron had just been in. “If you hadn't said anything, no one would have known he was over here, right? We were all trying to put resources together for this plan so Jack would have been on his own with Buckethead.”

Y/n sat in silence after that, obviously thinking about it. Wheeljack thought he might leave but it just didn't feel right.

So, after a pause and a brief in-vent, he pulled up a schematic of his ship.

“So uh, listen, I’ve finished doing a few upgrades to my ship and uh….I might need a second opinion.” He was absolutely slag at this. When the following silence carried on too long, he began to think about just walking off.

Luckily, they looked up from their phones, smiling just a bit.