#im projecting because it fucking SNOWED THIS MORNING????? and also my apartment doesnt have temp regulation in my bedroom

[brandwhorestarscream]

Thinking about cozy megop

They're still young, living in cramped quarters in Iacon together. Megatron invites him to come home to Kaon for the end-of-year holiday with him, first time meeting his family

They get there and it's cold, so so cold: Iacon is about halfway between the equator and the northernmost point. It gets pretty cold during winter but nothing like Kaon, which is so far south it's frigid about ⅔'s of the year. Frost spreads on their plating as they hurry away from the space bridge station, and he's in awe at how huge the icicles are, how deep the asbestos snowdrifts are, how hard it is to see because the snowfall is so heavy and the winds and blowing harshly

They arrive at Megatron's childhood home and its packed full, a little place with only 4 rooms hosting over 20 mecha, all of whom are huge compared to Orion but very friendly. He's shivering and chattering by the time they arrive, and is dismayed to find their dwelling has no temperature regulation. "Houses down here don't have central heat, honey," one of the aunties says. "C'mere, sit down!"

He's confused when he's invited into a whole big gaggle sitting on the floor around a low table that seems to have a... a blanket, attached to it? Coming out from under the flat top? There's cushions and creaky floor seats, and he's happy to squish against Megatron's side as they settle in. To his surprise, the blanket is warm when he lifts it over his lap. The table has a heater attached to the underside! What a marvelous invention, he thinks, sinking into the warmth with a sigh of relief

Someone plops down a large powl in the center of the table, and a flurry of hands reach for it at once, grabbing... he doesn't know what. Megatron hands him one, and its huge in his servos, a smooth, oblong piece of silver that's steaming and warm. "What...?"

"Dumplings!" Megatron looks delighted. "Try it, you'll love it."

He's right, he does love it. He bites into it and his mouth floods with gooey, hot energon mixed with twists of chewy, half-melted something. He has no idea what it is but it tastes amazing, and even if it didn't, the way it makes heat settle in his tummy when he swallows is too great to resist

Just 🥺 megop spending a nice cozy snowy day inside with family, huddled under the kotatsu and eating homemade snackies.