Optimus faced off Megatron in a large open field. He ignored the soft dirt under his pedes as well as the tall grass that brushed against his leg, creating a tickling sensation. He started to walk forward, and Megatron did the same.

"One shall stand", Optimus started to say. "and one shall-"

Optimus let out an "oomph" as he fell forward, his arms reaching out to brace himself. He groaned as he stood back up, and saw Megatron's amused expression.

"Apparently, you're going to fall, Optimus", Megatron teased. Optimus rolled his optics.

"Why are we roleplaying this fight again? How did Miko convince us to roleplay this?"

Megatron averted his optics as embarrassment flowed through his systems. "The human femme has her ways..."

Optimus smiled. "That she does, brother."

Megatron and Optimus laughed and turned to look at the human femme who was staring at them, unimpressed.

"Come on, Optimus! No more tripping!"

Optimus gave her an bemused look. "It was not my intention to fall, Miko."

Miko rolled her eyes. "I don't care! Watch where you're going!"

Optimus smiled and went back to where he started, and Megatron did the same. They still had no idea exactly how Miko got them to do this, but Optimus was enjoying himself, as much as he wanted to deny it.

Megatron hated every minute of it.... or so he said.