"You want me to what
?" Optimus Prime questioned the Council of Ancients, optics wide.
"Bond with Megatron," intoned one of the Councilors. "The Decpticons are sueing for peace and this is the best way to insure the truce lasts."
Optimus' gaze swept every member of the Council of Ancients. The majority of the members were nodding their assent to the speaker's words. Only Alpha Trion seemed conflicted over this.. plan.
Feeling disgusted, the Prime merely offered a noncommital, "Perhaps." He stormed out of the Council Chamber and down the hall, nodding in acknowledgement to Elita-1 and Ultra Magnus as they flanked him.
"So," the Femme Commander began. "What did the Council want, Optimus?"
"The Council wanted... The Council wants me to participate in an alliance bonding with Megatron," Optimus rumbled.
Something in his tone caught Magnus' audial. "You're against it. Bonding Megatron would've been a dream come true to Orion and you're against it."
Optimus Prime glanced at his brother-built before replying, "Of course I'm against it! It sets a bad precident if the Council is allowed to decide which bots are allowed
to bond. I fought for the freedom of all sentient beings - a freedom I'm being denied by the Council!" He expeled a gust of air in a human style sigh, "Yes, Orion would've been overjoyed at the chance to bond Megatron. However, he wanted a love-bond, not one force upon him by duty or neccesity. Given what happened to Orion, I doubt he ever had a chance with Megatron." Optimus' voice dropped to the Cybertronian equivalent of a whisper, "And I doubt I ever will."( eggs below )