Megatron can barely believe his optics, seeing the so few Decepticons left after the war all gathered in one place with no fear, all in celebration at defeating the Autobots.

It's something he had internally accepted was never going to happen, but here it is. Peace, so real that he could reach out and hold it gently in his servos.

Shockwave and Soundwave sit off to the side, the former doing his best not to bawl his remaining optic out while Soundwave gushes about how amazing the new Kaon is going to look after it's built.

Starscream is nowhere to be found, but aside from that... Everything is perfect.

Even the air seems lighter, the sky brighter, and the only things resembling clouds in the sky are Skywarp and Thundercracker's air trails left behind as they race each other for the first time in millennia.

Finally, finally, they can all let their guards down and-

"Mechs and Femmes, put your servos together for the Decepticon general that led us to victory, the mech that gave us peace after four million years... Megatron!" Ah. There's Starscream, coming up to Megatron with... What is that? A cape and a...

Megatron takes a step back from his rapidly advancing second in command, who seems to be finding this all very amusing.

"And, as our fearless leader, isn't it only appropriate that he gets some proper recognition and becomes the new ruler of New Kaon?" Starscream's grin is as wicked as can be, even if his intentions are pure.

Suddenly, Megatron is ambushed by Shockwave and Soundwave, both mechs beaming as Starscream fastens on the cape and carefully places the homemade crown on his helm.

It's clearly been made with love, although a bit rushed.

"We now dub thee... Megatronus Ultima! The last of the ruling Primes, and Lord of the Decepticons!" Soundwave announces, straightening the cape a bit.

"Don't you have anything to say to your adoring subjects, m'lord?" Starscream asks innocently, bowing deeply and taking a step back.

As a matter of fact, Megatron does. He doesn't want to be the new ruler of the Cybertronians; Starscream would make a much better fit.

But... As he looks at the hopeful faceplates of all that remains of the Cybertronian race, Megatron can't bring himself to say decline.

"Please don't make Megatronus Ultima a thing," Megatron eventually manages to get out.