Magic in my Spark

"Good morning." Gardenia said when she entered the room where the Decepticons are in.

"You look terrible." Skywarp said bluntly.

:.Skywarp!.: Starscream hissed via his internal comms.

:.What?.:

:.Don't say that! We want her on my- I mean, our side! So don't insult her! Even if she does look terrible..:

:.Fine, fine..:

"Gee, thanks." Gardenia sipped her can of iced tea she got from the cafeteria. "How are your mornings?"

"Deplorable but I know what would make me happy."

Gardenia raised an eyebrow, waiting for Megatron to finish his sentence.

"You crushed beneath my ped."

Gardenia blinked. "Yeah. That won't happen. I didn't survive a war to be killed by you, Meggy."

Meggy reflexively growled in annoyance before pausing at what Gardenia said. If Gardenia really had been through a war, though he does doubt that she would survive one, points she brought up during the therapy session yesterday made sense. When the session ended and she left, her words repeated in his head. He hated to admit it but taking the time to really think about his goal without anything urgent going on or a war to win brought up his excuses. Why did he continue fighting? Originally, way back when he was on Cybertron, he fought because it wasn't fair. He saw low caste Cybertronians suffer and their dreams shattered just because they were low caste. He and some of his fellow Decepticons suffered in the gladiator matches because they had no choice but to fight for a place to rest, eat, and earn money, however little that is. No one would hire them. It was normal for the gladiator arena to have many low caste bots mutilate and kill each other and it was normal to hear the audience scream for blood and death. It was unfair that high caste bots treated low caste bots with disgust and cruelty when low caste bots would have succeeded in life if they had the same opportunities as high caste bots.

Megatron had enough and rallied low caste bots to take a stand and fight for freedom and justice. Along his new position as the leader of the rebellion, he met Orion Pax, who is now Optimus Prime. And the rest is history.

A little voice in the back of his mind, which he thought never existed, wondered if maybe he was in the wrong. It's been many vorns since he actually thought about his original goal. When did his goal change? He shook off the voice. Of course he's right. He needed more power. The Autobots are in the way of his goal. His goal is to- kill the Autobots and rule over Cybertron.

"I don't believe you, flesh bag." Megatron scoffed. "How could you survive a war? You're a youngling and you're fragile. Humans are so easy to kill by the smallest things."

"Hey! Bumblebee is a youngling too and he survived." Gardenia whined. "Just because I'm young doesn't mean I can't fight. But you're right it's true. I wonder why I survived too."

Before the Decepticons could dwell on that statement, Gardenia continued. "Anyway, I'm not going to argue with you about the war I survived. Let's talk about you guys. Have you thought about what I said yesterday?"

*

Skywarp was so very bored. They had nothing to do here! They couldn't fly- they couldn't fly. Skywarp gasped. "WE CAN'T FLY!"

"Skywarp, shut up!" Starscream yelled.

"But Starscream!" Skywarp whined.

"I know! Just don't think about it."

"But-"

"It's not like the Autobots are going to let us fly." Starscream grimly responded.

Skywarp whined. "But I don't think the Autobots are so cruel as to deny us flying rights? We're going to go insane if we can't fly!"