Carbombya: Revelations and Headaches
The group having arrived at the hidden Unicron command base was unsure of how to proceed. Was the entrance rigged with a trap? Was the occupant simply so confident in their abilities that they were just waiting? Ultimately there was no we to know without actually entering.
"I say we just blow the door down and go in. Standing around here gains us nothing. Though I do wish I had a booby to seen in first, yes..."
Confused by the last statement Brainwave inquired. "What, why?"
"You have to send someone in first to trip the booby traps and who better than a boob."
"I'll keep that in mind if we ever start recruiting." The Transtech's tone indicating he was not amused by the reasoning. Displeased with this Megatron retorted.
"No need to be a smartass."
"I'm not in the mood for another argument, just blow the damn door so we can get this over with."
The trio unloaded on the entrance blowing it to pieces. When the smoke cleared it revealed a long stairwell running through a large tunnel.
"Well that's a tiny bit excessive, what were they trying to do make this thing Tripticon accessible?" Brainwave was astonished by the size of it, unable to understand why it was so large. "I'm not detecting any traps so he doesn't have anything high tech waiting for us. It's either low tech or he doesn't think he needs any protection."
"Oh he'll soon regret that arrogance, yes!"
Cautiously the group made their way down the tunnel without incident. At the end of it they found a sizable cavern with a series of monitors. One of them monitoring the Uincron Singularity. The second searching for signs of another anomaly Brainwave assumed was the thing the Transtechs detected at the start of this mess. The third calculating intervals for Dark Science rituals. And the last simply reading feed lost. Logically it was connected to Carbombya's surveillance system before the power was cut.
"Well hidden and highly specialized. No way this place would be abandoned but where is he..." Brainwave didn't like this. There was a groundwork in place here. Something engineered for a specific goal. But the occupant was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly a voice echoed across the cave. "Greetings, friends." Impossible to trace the origin. The individual highly skilled at concealing their location. As to be expected of Tarantulas.
"Show yourself arachnid, so I can squish you like the bug you are!" Megatron quickly snapped.
"But if I did that I'd have to kill you without having this amusing chat."
"Not much for greetings are you Tarantulas?"
"Oh Brainwave was it? I think you'd dislike most of my greetings. The usually end with either being tied to a table and experimented on or having your vital fluids sucked out."
"How very... Shockwave of you."
Tarantulas chuckled at this. "Perhaps you would have preferred my robot rhinoceros plan?
"Do I even want to know?"
"You see I was going to have a robot rhinoceros waiting at the door to release an energon fart on you when you opened it. For old times sake."
Being a rather embarrassing moment for Megatron he didn't take this well. "That never happened, do you hear me!"
Ignoring the Predacon's temper Brainwave wondered why that would amuse Tarantulas "Wait, didn't you get caught in that uh... fart? Why would that be your plan?"
"To piss off Megatron, why else? You see he does really dumb things when he's angry."
"I'm aware. I guess something that humiliating would be a good way to do it. The only thing I can think of that rivals it for potential humiliation is getting beaten by lab equipment a little girl and a Bumblebee fast talked into revolting."
"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP RIGHT NOW OR I'LL RIP YOU TO PIECES!"
Tarantulas laughed for several minutes. "You never change, do you Megatron?"