Misc.

“So,” Megatron said, studying him levelly. “Who exactly ended up in charge of the Decepticons in this universe of yours?”

Cyclonus paused and then said softly, “I did.”

Megatron nodded thoughtfully and glanced around at the empty chamber. “Two Decepticon Supreme Commanders in a room. This doesn’t generally end well.”

Cyclonus found himself almost wanting to smile. A swell of deep sparking joy was rising out of him, from that reservoir he’d thought forever dry. “You need not be concerned. I outrank you.”

Megatron stared at him in startled indignation. “You what?”

“I was Supreme Cybertronian Commander by the end,” Cyclonus said. “The Autobots made me their leader as well.”