Megatron had just said his morning goodbyes to Optimus, who had to go in early for work. As Megatron closed the door and sat on the couch in the living room.

You could hear his heavy steps almost shake the house. Your Sire was a strong ex-warlord and gladiator, being taller than most bots (aka, about 15 foot).

He heard your little beeps from your room as they got closer.

“Little spark, what are you doing, up so early?” He asked, looking towards you, shifting in his seat, watching you emerge from your room. He watched silently as you came closer, he stood up and picked you up, holding you on his hip in the hallway.

“What did you need?”