The leader of the Decepticons leaned against his throne. Nothing but silence filled the atmosphere. For once he was at ease without having his minions pester him...

Leaning his head back against the thrown, enjoying the silence. When suddenly he heard soft footsteps, followed by soft coos. Megatron looked down to see his one year old offspring taking their first steps. The baby held onto his father's leg. Smiling up at him with that gummy smile.

"Look at you little one..." He whispered in a gentle tone. Soon the sounds of footsteps were heard. His conjunx was a bit frantic since the little one made a run for it the first change they got.