He's not easy. Shut up. [wait, who is trying to rile up who again?] I think he's smart enough to know not to go anywhere near you. He'll never want you. Do you realise that? Never.
Perhaps, that's not the point in this moment is it. You're still hurt because he did choose someone like me. You're just not dangerous enough for his delicate tastes.
I suppose that makes you both quick fixes. You snatched up someone out of your league and he had a distraction to fill a niche obsession.
[ The cracked laugh ends abruntly as Megatron shuts off the comm. No need to get into a fight in the moment. Leave him to stew... ]
[ There's a long thought silence on the line. Before finally a voice speaks. ]
I missed spending time with you, dear Friend. I know I have pained you deeply and I wish if there was some way. To start over. It does not need to be what it was before, I simple wish to earn back your trust.
Wait, he killed you and you still, like, like him? I don't get it. Getaway killed me and I'd pull his spine out for fun. [he says this like that is normal and optimus's thing is the weird thing.] Wait, do you have feelings for Antlers?
I wish I was normal, Riptide. [ Optimus says as if Riptide IS the normal one. ]
When I was a young cadet, I admired him. Antlers was a hero at one point, celebratory Hero of Cybertron. I don't expect you to understand the blind admiration, I'm uncertain any can understand. I do not, I do not understand any of it.
I... kind of do, actually. [he says that with a sigh, the metaphorical wind falling out his equally metaphorical sails.] Not the same way, but that's kind of how MTOs were brought up. We had to see our superior commanders as knowing everything and their word as law. All it did was end up making me hate myself for not being as good as them and not having the capability to be as good.
...You realise Megatron needs you more than you need him, right? He needs you to be someone he can fight.
I realize this, over time. Its different back home, if I did not fight him... he'd take over everything he'd oppress the Autobots, enslave the Minicons... Primus knows what he'd do to organic life.
Here I have... freedom in a sense. I know I can avoid Antlers. But Skybound is a different beast. I'm scared, what I am if I have no one to fight. Will I turn out like them without my Matrix to control and regulate myself... I'm scared, Riptide.
I am not innocent, I am not as kind or wise as I know I can be... I am so scared of saying no to them and what that means when I do [ The words are calm, but if Riptide could see the Prime, he'd know he was hiding in a corner of his room. Wishing he was not a monster ] This is too much... Perhaps I should stop speaking for the moment. It must be upsetting to hear.
[quite the opposite. riptide wonders if he will ever be lucky enough to have a problem he can just avoid.]
I just-- I don't get it. He is literally trying to end the universe right now. I think he would probably gut you for fun. You're nothing to him. No-one is anything to him. That's kind of the point.
The worst reason I can give... is I might not be so different. And that knowledge is the most terrifying admittance I can voice.
[ The prime's voice nearly cracks. ]
I am addicted to this. I do not want to be, I want to be free.. Riptide, I ... care for you, I want to stay by your side. Riptide why does love in either direction feel like I'm being torn asunder... How does one manage these emotions. [ Optimus laughs. ]
I was hoping we could get a second chance to speak. It does not need to be another session. I am simply worried about you, Riptide.
[ He takes a moment to think about what he'll say next. ]
As your friend, I'm worried for you.
[ He hits send. Thinking about this is what started so much grief for himself. He wonders if he should delete the last text. The confirmation he views yet another patient as a friend. But didn't he feel this way about most all his patients. He pushes down the delete notification. The one that reveals his friendly affections. It was redundant anyway ]
Message Unsent
[ Oh that's alittle... too ... certain he sent something that's now deleted. ]
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