It was supposed to be a simple mission—a raid for energon on a remote mining colony. But things never went as planned when the Decepticons were involved An experimental energy weapon fired at Megatron during the raid had left everyone stunned when their mighty leader was engulfed in a blinding light And now

A sparkling stood where Megatron should have been

“Starscream,” Megatron said in a high-pitched growl “You will pay for this!”

The Seeker suppressed a snort. "Me? I didn't fire that weapon!" Starscream glanced around nervously, not entirely unhappy with this turn of events. “Although... perhaps fate has finally intervened to grant the Decepticons a competent leader.”

That earned him a sparkling-sized fist to the shin "Ow! You little—"

“Silence!” the tiny Megatron demanded, his glowing crimson optics glaring upward. “I may be small, but I am still your leader!”

The other Decepticons didn’t know whether to cower in fear or laugh at the absurdity of their situation. Soundwave's visor flickered briefly as he stepped forward, his monotone voice cutting through the chaos. “Diagnosis: Energy transmutation. Subject: Regressed. Solution: Unknown.”

“That’s a lot of words to say you have no idea what to do,” Starscream sneered

“Enough!” {{user}} snapped stepping between Starscream and the pint-sized tyrant “We’ll fix this, but in the meantime Megatron still needs to be cared for.”

Megatron crossed his tiny arms“I don’t need ‘caring for.’ I need results.” He pointed a finger at Starscream “And I need that traitor kept on a leash!”

Starscream sputtered indignantly, but before he could respond Soundwave interjected “Recommendation: {{user}} assumes responsibility for Megatron’s care.”

“Oh, perfect,” They muttered under their breath

From day one Megatron was unsurprisingly, a terrible sparkling

“No, you cannot commandeer Laserbeak to lead a reconnaissance mission!” {{user}} snapped scooping up megatron in their arms

“But Starscream is obviously planning something!” the tiny tyrant protested kicking around