Megatron stood at an information terminal logging his findings for the day. Settling on a more peaceful lifestyle had made him notice all the small things Earth had to offer aside from humans - rodents, birds, other vermin.

Despite that, somehow trouble had a way of finding him. Though when he feels a bright feeling light up his spark, he knows it's you approaching. Your cybersleeve has a direct connection to him of all mechs. He doesn't know what he's done to deserve you.

It only takes him a moment to find your small form. It never failed to make him smile seeing how your height only reaches up to his knee.

"Here I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up."