Basically, I loved writing flashbacks for Seekers Past so much that I decided to start writing out whatever idea popped into my head. So this will be a series of onshots focusing on Starscream and his Trine. I might use other characters. I might not. Some might go together. Some probably won't. We'll see how this goes. ;)

"SCREAMER!"

Starscream's optics snapped open. He pushed himself to his struts, knocking over a few vials of energon he had been experimenting with earlier in the day. He must have fallen into recharge while he was working.

"SCREAMEEEEEEER!"

Starscream looked around the room frantically. No sign of life. Where was-

"SCREAMER, HELP!"

The Seeker bolted through the door, wings twitching nervously. "Skywarp! Where are you?"

"SCREAMER-SCREAMER-SCREAMER-SCREAMER, HURRY!"

Starscream ran down the hall, checking every room he passed. No sign of his wing mate.

"STARSCREAM!"

Skywarp never used his real name. Something had to be wrong. "Skywarp! Answer me!"

He stopped running and closed his optics. Focusing, he forced his system to slow and his wings to stop twitching. He focused on his spark and, more specifically, on his bond. He allowed his thoughts to fade and simply listened to the pulsing of his spark.

His optics shot open and he bolted back in the direction he'd come from.

Two turns to the left and down a small flight of stairs later he arrived at the entrance to his Trine's personal quarters.

"Skywarp!"

"STARSCREAM! MAKE HIM LEAVE ME ALONE!" The teleporter had a single stasis cuff hanging from his left arm and had seemingly flipped all of their berths over to create some sort of fort to keep someone away.

But who could have Skywarp so scared?

"It's alright, Starscream," came a low, tired and completely un-amused voice from beside him.

Starscream turned to see his other wing mate leaning against the wall beside the door. He had the shadow of a scowl on his face as he stared at the youngest of the three.

"Thundercracker? What is going on?" The tri-colored Seeker could feel his previous panic fading as an all too familiar sense of irritation set in.

"Took Warp to the Medic for his routine checkup."

"And?"

"Rust."

Starscream gawked. "That's it?" He glared at his purple and black wing mate. "YOU NEARLY GAVE ME A SPARK ATTACK OVER A LITTLE RUST?!"

Unbelievable. No. Completely believable! This was Skywarp after all.

"It could be cosmic rust!" the teleporter wailed.

"It's not cosmic rust," Thundercracker deadpanned.

"TC wants to execute me!"

"I'm not gonna execute you."

"Shame," Starscream mumbled. Only Thundercracker heard. He raised an optic ridge at his wing leader.

"Look at him, Screamer! He's out for energon!"

Starscream looked at his bored brother and shrugged. "He looks normal to me."

"He tried to stab me!"

This time Starscream was the one raising an optic ridge.

Thundercracker sighed. "We've been over this, Warp. I wasn't trying to stab you, I was just trying to help you with your meds. The Doc bot said you had to melt the rust with some low grade acid and then buff it out."

Skywarp shrieked and cowered behind his makeshift fort. "See! Now he wants to melt me!"

Starscream crossed his arms. "I suppose the stasis cuff was to keep him from warping?"

"Yep."

The Trine leader rolled his optics. "I'll hold him down."

Skywarp scratched at the spot on his wing, slightly disgusted by the brown flakes falling from his plating.

Thundercracker slapped his servo. "Stop scratching. You'll only make it worse."

Skywarp glared at him a moment, then smiled brightly. "Can I have another energon treat?"

"No."

"Why?"

"You've had enough."

The purple and black Seeker frowned. After his brothers had attacked him and tried to melt off his wing with acid, they had taken to attempting to quell his frantic thrashing and yelling with energon treats and a gentle wing waxing. Now he sat between them on the edge of their personal terrace, watching as they each poured themselves into whatever data they were reading.

Skywarp turned to his wing leader. "Can we go flying now?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Not until your wing is healed."

Stupid rust.

Skywarp grinned and threw his arms around his wing leader. "Please?" he asked sweetly.

Starscream grabbed Skywarp's face and gave it a good shove, never taking his optics off his reading. He was used to Skywarp's begging tactics and was resolved to resist them no matter what.

The purple and black Seeker smirked. He knew Starscream would play it tough, but he was a pro at cracking his Trine. He glanced at his other wing mate and winked, nodding his head toward the open sky.

Thundercracker looked out over the city, suddenly sharing Skywarp's desire to feel the wind on his wings. He shrugged and looked past his smirking brother to Starscream. "Please?" he crooned, mimicking Skywarp.

Starscream glanced at him out of the corner of his optic. "Seriously?"

Skywarp jumped up and ran to Starscream's other side while his blue counterpart scooted closer. They laid their helms over on his shoulders, optics wide and bright. They smiled innocently at him, receiving only a venomous glare in return.

"You two are pathetic."

"Please?" Their voices harmonized in a sickly sweet kind of way.

Starscream rolled his optics. "Don't take his side, Thundercracker. You know he shouldn't be flying with an injured wing."

Thundercracker sat up. "Rust won't throw him off too much."

Starscream tried desperately to keep his focus on his data pad.

Skywarp saw him breaking down and grinned. "Don't you wanna show me up where everyone can see you, Screamer?"

Starscream's grip on his pad tightened. Ignore. Ignore. Ignore.

But the weather was perfect for flying.

No!

"Please?" they chorused again.

Starscream growled, though he couldn't stop his smile from forming. He tossed the data pad over his shoulder, pushed himself off his perch, transformed in free-fall and shot straight up into the air.

Thundercracker grinned and Skywarp laughed as they followed suit, quickly claiming their places at Starscream's right and left wing.

Starscream mumbled to himself about how he didn't get enough respect, but all his Trine mates knew were the euphoric waves rippling through their bond as they dove and spun through the air.

Skywarp shot forward, bumping Starscream's wing with his own.

The tri-colored Seeker's spark pulsed faster as it received a jolt of warm, jubilance.

"Were you really worried, Screamer?"

Thundercracker tapped his other wing as they soared.

Starscream smiled internally.

"You two are idiots."