Mornings

So in my head canon, Optimus Prime is not a morning person. On a typical day, he stumbles into the lounge, and plops down across from his executive officer, not even bothering to notice that he’s sitting at one of the smaller bots’ tables. Then the conversation goes something like this:

“Prowl,” Prime mutters.

Prowl does not look up from his data pad. “Yes, Prime?”

“I order you to abolish mornings, effective immediately.”

“We are not abolishing mornings, effective ever,” Prowl replies evenly.

Optimus Prime heaves a sigh, his optics bleary. “But…Megatron always gets what he wants.”

“Well,” Prowl takes a sip of his morning ration, his optics still locked onto his data pad, “we can’t all be Megatron now, can we?”

And that’s how the command team rolls. Tumblr link: [link]