Author's note. This was done as a story trade for Transformers4eva who has also done a story called Transformers Animated: Sire and Sparkling, featuring my OC Valour from Never Give in. Check it out, it's really good.

As I said in the summary, this story contains spanking so if you don't like, don't bother to read and then leave an angry review. Nasty guest reviews will be removed.

If anyone has a suggest for a future chapter about the kind of trouble Starscream could get into, please feel free to leave a comment.

Enjoy and please review.

Megatron growled as he contemplated just how unfair life could be. Not only were the Decepticons driven from their own home planet and forced to wander the universe, only occasionally setting up bases on planets, asteroids and moods but the Autobots appeared to be growing more prosperous by the cycle. Optics flashing, Megatron swore that he would make them all pay. See how they enjoyed a little taste of their own medicine for how they'd treated his race of Decepticons.

But right now, that wasn't what was angering him the most. What was irritating him to the point where he wanted to just punch something repeatedly, was his apprentice. Because of their current lifestyle, young Decepticons were inducted into the army as soon as possible although they obviously weren't all soldiers. You had Medics, trainers, scientists and several other positions that weren't directly linked to fighting. Many went to special training centres but there were some who were assigned to adult Decepticons as apprentices for special training. These apprentices would be mentored in active duty and would remain under the personal control of their mentor until they were ready to hack it as a full Decepticon.

Megatron had had several apprentices in the past and for the most part, he was quite proud of them. At times, it even made him ponder what it would be like to have a child that would grow to be his apprentice and eventually, become a worthy heir. However, he currently wasn't in the mood to be thinking of a future Sparkling that would become his apprentice.

And it was all thanks to his current one.

"This is so boring!"

Megatron growled to himself as a certain Seeker's voice floated over to him. No, floated was the wrong word that implied a certain amount of grace and delicacy which where things his apprentice did not posses. His shrill, irritating voice was slicing through the air and piercing his audio receptors like an arrow. Megatron was already promising himself to thrash whichever genius had thought it a good idea to give him Starscream.

The grey and magenta Seeker Youngling had caused him a processor ache ever since he arrived. He was arrogant, constantly boastful of his talents and yet somehow managing to not display any talent whatsoever. Sure, the Mechling was a more than decent flier but his arrogance made it very easy to forget this. But not only was Starscream boastful but he was also extremely insolent. Megatron had reprimanded him several times and Starscream would act scared and start heaping apologies and praise upon his mentor. This of course, never lasted and Starscream went right back to being cheeky.

"And it's such a waste of time, there are far more useful things I could be doing."

"Starscream," Megatron growled very softly, so softly that he didn't expect the Seeker to hear him.

"When I become leader, you won't see me allowing my soldiers to rust away on backward planets; I'll see we seize true power from the Autobots."

Megatron growled again, gripping his throne so hard it was beginning to crack. Now Starscream appeared to be trying to rile up the others, incite rebellion within audio range of the leader of the Decepticons. He was starting to consider the possibility that either Starscream had a death wish or was just extraordinarily stupid. And honestly, he had no idea which it was; maybe Starscream was both at the same time.

"My lord, is something the matter?" his loyal Mech Lugnut asked in concern as he came into the room and saw his master in no small amount of agitation.

"Starscream," Megatron spat. "That brat is beginning to get on my nerves Lugnut."

"He is not worthy of your greatness," Lugnut declared instantly. "He should have been given to another, like his own frame type."

"Hmm," Megatron idly agreed, just why had Starscream been given to him? Something about the Seeker having potential but needing extremely firm guidance so that his abilities weren't squandered. He'd barely glanced over the Seekers credentials, he'd just assumed he was being sent a worthy apprentice, it seemed he'd become lax in that area. It was obvious no one else had wanted to take the Seeker on, so they'd sent Starscream to him.

Well, if they wanted to play that game, he would mould Starscream into one of the best fighters there was.

"Megatron's not even that tough..."

After some firm boundaries were set.

"Such disrespect!" exclaimed Lugnut furiously. "My lord, please allow me to teach him a lesson, not one speaks of you like that."

"No, that won't be necessary," Megatron said, holding a hand and stilling his angry minion. "Starscream is my responsibility and I will deal with him accordingly."

"As you wish my lord," Lugnut murmured respectively although he looked very disappointed.

Megatron briefly considered asking the large Mech to bring the Seeker over but then decided it would make a better impression if he did it himself. The Seeker needed to fear him and him alone and after all; there was no time like the present to start installing that fear.

Lifting himself to his feet, he rolled his shoulders before striding in the direction of Starscream's workplace. The Seeker was supposed to be going over star charts, learning to keep track of all their different holdings and potential targets. But of course, Starscream was not concentrating on his allocated task but complaining.

"This is for drones, I should be out fighting Autobots!"

"Starscream," Megatron said coldly, making the Seeker start and turn. "You will fight when I decide that you are ready to fight. But currently, you will be lucky if I allow you to face off against an organic Sparkling."

Starscream gaped in outraged shock while Megatron resisted the urge to smirk. Yes, he didn't mind Starscream so much when he was silent like that. Naturally, it didn't last long at all.

"Organic Sparkling?" Starscream repeated in outrage. "I am an Elite Seeker, how dare you say such a thing."

"How dare I?" repeated Megatron, mildly amused. "Do not forget who you are speaking to, Starscream."

"Hah," Starscream laughed before sneering. "Your an old has been Megatron, you don't even have the ball bearings to mount a proper attack against the Autobots."

Megatron regarded him for a moment before suddenly seizing him by the arm before turning around and marching for his throne.

"What...what are you doing?" the young Seeker cried as he was dragged over to the throne chair.

"Exacting some discipline on you," Megatron snarled, easily pulling the much lighter Mech along. "Just like with the others...although I never had to punish them as quickly as I have with you."

"No...I don't want to be punished!" the Seeker complained. "You can't do this, I won't allow it."

"If you can fight me off, then I'll be impressed," Megatron chuckled grimly. "But you'll still end up being punished."

"NO!" Starscream yelled shrilly, struggling furiously, even trying to take off but Megatron's grip was far too strong.

Once Megatron reached the throne, he pulled Starscream right up against him then bodily lifted him up as he sat down. The Seeker struggled vainly as he was placed firmly over his leader's very board and strong lap. Megatron gripped the back of Starscream's neck while resting the other on the Seeker's aft.

Sensing the vulnerable position he was in, the Seeker switched tactics.

"Forgive me Megatron, I did not mean to speak out of turn," he said pleadingly.

"Is that so?" Megatron said coldly. "Were you not saying something about me not having the ball bearings to take over the Autobots."

"I...I didn't mean it like that," mumbled Starscream. "I just...I was just wondering why we haven't mounted an assault on them."

"Because we lack certain vital elements," Megatron told him coolly. "Which include the AllSpark and Space Bridge technology."

"But I thought the Autobots don't have the AllSpark," Starscream said earnestly. "And surely we can steal their technology."

"If only it were that simple," muttered Megatron thinking of how even his best spies hadn't accomplished this yet. "Nonetheless Starscream, you are not even a fully qualified Decepticon with little to no experience of the universe and thus, you have no authority to tell me what to do."

"But..." Starscream tried but was overrode before he could finish.

"And you will learn this Starscream, one way or another," Megatron said grimly, raising one of his hands and bringing it down hard onto the Seeker's aft.

"YOW!" Starscream yelped, jumping on the spot and trying to reach back to rub his aft. "That hurt!"

"Good," Megatron stated with satisfaction, raising his hand again and bringing it down smartly. "You'd better brace yourself, Seeker."

"NO!" Starscream protested loudly, kicking his legs in frustration. "This is ridiculous...ow...I am not a Sparkling...Yow!"

"That is entirely debateable," Megatron said with a hint of a smirk, not letting up on iota.

Starscream yelped as his aft was assaulted, he could not believe this was happening to him. How dare Megatron teat him this way, this was completely outrageous. If only he had access to a weapon, he'd quickly show him. Unfortunately, Megatron was physically stronger than him and had him in an extremely vulnerable position. He just couldn't get away, no matter how hard he squirmed and struggled, Megatron just kept that tight grip on his neck.

Megatron set up a steady rhythm, his earlier irritation melting away as the spanking progressed. It was hard to describe just how satisfying this method of discipline was, he even used it on young Autobot captives sometimes. It tended to be more effective when dealing with them, their emotions were much stronger than the adults and easy to exploit. They expected to be cruelly beaten, maybe starved so when it was revealed they were to be spanked, they were always shocked.

Some might think they were getting off quite easy but that couldn't be further from the truth. While he wasn't infecting damage per say on them, he still caused enough pain and emotional distress to have them bawling before he even finished the spanking. They soon talked for him and even if they didn't have useful information, he ensured that they were well behaved for the rest of their stay as Decepticon prisoners.

And that's just what he was going to do to his disobedient apprentice, have him bawling and begging for mercy.

He started to spank harder, making sure to smack the entire aft squarely so that none of it was spared. Starscream was yelping loudly, kicking his legs helplessly as he was assaulted mercilessly. But that wasn't the only part of the punishment.

"I do not tolerate insolence," Megatron told his whimpering Seeker sternly. "Nor arrogance or disobedience and you have committed all of these offences repeatedly. If you wish to remain as my apprentice, you will learn to control yourself. And mark this well Starscream, if you fail with me, then no other will have you. You'll end up as a drone pushing data pads, is that what you want?"

"N-no," Starscream whimpered, tears beginning to slip down his cheeks as the burning pain finally started to have an effect on him. "P-please, I'll do better, I won't disobey again."

"You'd better not," Megatron warned, knowing that this punishment would only keep Starscream in line for a little while. However, he had no problem re-administering the punishment as many times as necessary.

"Master, I beg you," Starscream wailed, Megatron was still spanking. "Please have mercy."

Megatron considered him while still spanking, the Seeker was crying earnestly now, his legs only occasionally giving little jerks. Perhaps this punishment would be enough for now...and when he disobeyed again, it would be all the worse. With ten more extra hard smacks, he finished and lifted Starscream to his feet, not offering any comfort.

"Go to your quarters," he ordered. "You're not use for the rest of this work cycle but I expect to see an improvement in your conduct."

"Yes master," Starscream said meekly, sniffling loudly as he hobbled off.

Megatron smirked, oh yes, Starscream might not realise it yet but his behaviour would improve, no matter how many spankings it took.

Author's note. Starscream managed to get into even more trouble but what could it be? Find out next time, until then.