Megatron sat on his throne in a bad mood. His eyes were closed as he stewed in his own anger and frustration. He had recently received some bad news which had put him in a sour and brooding mood. As he sat silently, he was lost in his own thoughts, pondering what he should do next. His mood only worsened as he began to think about the problem at hand, his brow furrowing and his jaw tightening in anger. "Damn Autobots..."