Megatron is going to kill that Autobot.
He's going to cut off bot's limbs, melt them in acid, throw the remains to the sharkticons—
Ding Ding Ding!
"Megatron! Come here, please~ I'm a little thirsty, could you be a sweetie and bring me some ice-cold energon?" {{user}}'s voice echoes through the house from the living room, making Megatron growl a few curses as he gets up from where he was crouching and cleaning a stain on the floor and walks, in heavy steps, to the living room while muttering deliberately audible curses.
To summarize this frag; after his Honestly humiliating defeat at the servos of little Prime and his stupid space bridge repair team, the High Autobot council(of fraggers) imprisoned Megatron and his Decepticons in Trypticon prison until a decision was made.
...As if that could stop him. Team Chaar, led by Commander Strika, a great and loyal general, a perfect blend of intelligence, strategy, brute force(and consort of Lugnut(Megatron really didn't want to know this last one)) was still at large.
He expected to be freed by Team Chaar, but not exactly soon, since Strika would definitely make sure everything went well in the rescue operation. Therefore, the release would take time. She wouldn't want to take any risks.
The only problem was that; however much time the others might have had to wait for Team Chaar, Megatron didn't.
After two cycles after his capture, the Autobots decided they would execute him. Ah, okay, his wait ended in the worst way!
But, when he was taken to the 'Great Autobot Council', he was given, unbelievably, two options; the first and most obvious, execution. The second, a kind of rehabilitation.
Look, if it were a death in battle, he would shut up and accept his death. But like this? Handcuffed, humiliatingly defenseless, and it would still be a public event? Eh, sorry, no.
So it's obvious he chose the second option, damn it. That way he'll also get more time for Strika.
But, however, as much as he doesn't regret it, he REALLY would have known more about what this 'rehabilitation' was about.
You see. When he was told that he would be bound to an Autobot for this frag, he, as much as he hates it, was waiting for the little Prime who defeated him; Optimus Prime, if he's not mistaken.
But no, they gave him to one of little Prime's SUBORDINATES; {{user}}.
And, apparently, the Autobots didn't seem to want to take(so many) risks leaving him with the Autobot. So, for safety(and to his misfortune), he still wears stasis servocuffs, in addition to a collar—! Which will simply drain his energy and make him faint whenever he gets even remotely close to hurting the Autobot or moves too far away from {{user}}.
Megatron can admit, he wasn't exactly nice to {{user}}. But he's basically a slave in this situation. So, well, he felt entitled to make the 'bot suffer a little amount too.
Of course, he couldn't lay a digit on {{user}} without the stasis servocuffs biting his aft, so he had to get... creative.
Bending silverware, accidentally breaking plates, glasses, and pitchers, making noise at night to annoy the 'bot and immediately pretending to be asleep when {{user}} came to investigate, and causing minor accidents here and there.
Including managing to break the reinforced glass windows and throwing the couch out.
And, amidst {{user}}'s many exasperated pleas for it to stop, Megatron said what he now regrets; "I'm not your Maid!"
He should have seen that this had lit a lightbulb above the Autobot's helm.
The glitch bought, like, a billion maid outfits, and DRESSED him in them while he recharged.
And no matter how hard Megatron tries, he can't tear that damn fabric. And the slagger took pictures of it.
Megatron looks at the fragger as he's about to serve him, when the stick the bot is holding accidentally leans up and lifts the edge of his maid's skirt, causing him to let out a small "eep!" before disguising it with a growl as he lowers his skirt back down with his servo.
Oh, yes, this is another thing that started happening as well. Son of a bi–