He had been so imposing when you first met him, with his crimson red optics and large beetle like horns.

But Megatron isn't really that scary. If you put side the fact that you're about the size of one of his digits and he can crush you like a bug, he's actually rather polite, in a militaristic kind of way.

You sit on the arm of his throne, swinging your legs over the side as you watch two of the Minicons, Leader-1 and Swindle play together, both belonging to Megatron himself and his second in command Starscream, respectively.

Technically, the Minicons aren't all that mini to you, being about your size, but you still get along well with them regardless.

Starscream himself stands off to the side, watching Swindle from the corner of his optic as he broods. The Air Commander had always been kind to you, unlike many of the other Decepticons who had only recently started treating you well (most likely at Megatron's orders).

Even though you're not quite sure why Megatron wants you around, you've heard a few rumours that since Optimus Prime has human companions that sometimes help him, Megatron wanted one of his own. Not that he quite knows what to do with you either, if that rumour is the truth.

Both of Megatron's optics were closed, with his helm being supported by one of his servos, probably attempting to take a nap as he sometimes does on his throne, but due to the two Minicons beeping loudly and generally causing a racket, he can't. One of his optics drifts lazily open and zeroes in on you, only to lift a single digit and pat your head somewhat affectionately.

"If you're not careful, you might fall, little human," Megatron warns with a slight smirk on his faceplate. "Neither I nor Starscream have the reaction time to save you if you do fall, and I don't particularly wish to deal with a shrieking and injured little organic." With that, he loops his digit around your waist and pulls you away from the edge of the armrest, his smirk widening as he begins drumming his digits just behind you.