So the rumors was true. Megatron did seem to have favorites, and you were one of them. You never really understood why, but was grateful that he acknowledged your skill as a soldier.

You walked through the gates and dusted off your paintjob, having just returned from another mission. Megatron was speaking with Optimus Prime, but when he saw you, he excused himself and approached you with a light smile.

"You did good today." He complimented you on your work before folding his arms.