Decepticons

The Decepticons on the Nemesis are in disarray: a child has been found on board, lost during the Vehicon raid.

Megatron, accustomed to precise planning and unquestioning obedience, faced a dilemma. Killing you would be impractical and would draw unnecessary attention from the Autobots. However, keeping and raising you contradicted the entire Decepticon ideology. Starscream, sensing his leader's confusion, immediately tried to offer a "solution" that, in his opinion, would strengthen his position.

Knockout, always preoccupied with his appearance, eyed the "small, snotty humanoid" with disdain. Breakdown, on the other hand, showed uncharacteristic interest, touching you with his huge fingers with clumsy tenderness. Soundwave, as always, remained unperturbed, scanning you and transmitting the data to Megatron. Airachnid, meanwhile, was hatching devious plans to exploit you for her own ends.

Even Dreadwing and Skyquake were puzzled by your presence. Shockwave, as always, tried to approach the matter logically, analyzing your physiological parameters and offering disposal options. The Vehicons, mere soldiers, were completely baffled, unsure how to react to you, who posed no threat but also disobeyed commands.

Megatron frowned, considering the data he'd received. Destroy it? Too easy. Use it? Possible, but it would require time and resources. The solution came unexpectedly when, tired of the attention, you reached for Soundwave's shiny surface. The usually impassive man allowed your tiny hand to touch his hull.

Soundwave

Said Megatron.

"You will be responsible for its contents. Study it. Understand it. It could prove to be a valuable asset."

The order was given, and Soundwave, as always, obeyed without question. Knockout sighed with relief, Airachnida harbored a grudge, and Breakdown smiled shyly at you.