These are random Drabbles that we have done to take a break from our other two major stories we are working on.

Some of these may be continued as full stories later. Song names will be in bold

Disclaimer: We don't own Transformers, or the songs we listened to while writing these.

Second Chance

"Prowl, this is the real me. I…I can't hide from you anymore." Jazz took off his visor and truly looked Prowl in the optics for the first time. He felt like this was his chance to come clean…

Jazz groaned and rolled out of his recharge berth. 'If only…"

Only If…

Skywarp grinned at his brothers. "Race you!" He then took off. TC stared bemusedly after the youngling as Starscream took off after him. 'He's been trying so hard to cheer Star up, pit we all have. I'm glad it finally seems to be working.'

Sideswipe watched the jet chase the youngling; it was beautiful to watch him fly.

Later they got energon goodies at a shop, courtesy of Sideswipe. Starscream had protested, but Sideswipe was adamant. "Star, it's not a treat if you pay for it."

2 Become 1

He was so perfect when he recharged. 'I don't deserve you…'

"I never thought I could love someone like I love you. I never thought I'd be able to trust like that…"

"No! Sky!" Even after vorns, the nightmares hurt… As Starscream woke sobbing, he was always there.

Encircled in his lover's arms was the best place he could think of. If only this moment could last forever, he dreaded what was to come… at least his lover would know the truth, know he wasn't being betrayed, he didn't know if he could go through with this otherwise.

Nobody's Fool

Dancing was really the only time Skywarp felt truly free. Whether it was the freedom of movement of his body, or the wind kissing his wings, it was the best feeling in the world. No matter what was happening in his life, dancing never failed to make him relax, forget everything. Some days it was the only thing that kept him sane, kept him from being dragged down by deception, responsibilities, doubt… Doubt from comrades that were starting to suspect…doubt from himself, doubt that he could do this any longer, somedays even doubt from his trinemates that he cared…

It's Gonna Be Me

If I push everyone away, I can't get hurt again… The red seeker shook with sobs.

Sideswipe wanted so bad to caress those beautiful wings, but Starscream was doing everything he could to push him away. He wouldn't, no, couldn't give up. He'd show the jet that he was worth the risk, that he wouldn't hurt him...

'I can't stand to see you like this Star. Pleas, just give me a chance.'

Finally Found Me

Starscream mock groaned. "I know that look… we've not even been graduated one day and you're going to get yourself slagged by Sunny."

One Week

Starscream growled at Skyfire, his optic twitching. "This is NOT my fault!"

Skyfire tried valuently to not smile and failed.

"Is something funny?"

"You're just so cute when you're mad."

"I'm not appoligizing!"

"Starscream, just suck it up…you've been completely miserable since you started this fight."

"I didn't start it."

TC rolled his optics. "Right…"

Just Dance

He smiled tipsily at his wingmate. "Wanna dance?"

TC sighed and raised an optic ridge. "You don't look like you could manage walking, let alone dancing."

Skywarp proceeded to prove him wrong. TC sighed, his mate was a beautiful dancer. Then he sighed again for a different reason. Warp was motioning for TC to join him. "Warp, I…I…"

"Just come on TC! It's fun. Don't matter if you don' know how. I'll teach you."

Starscream smirked at TC from where he was perched on a table.

"Fine, but why doesn't Star have to dance?"

Back Home

Skywarp stared at the sky and chocked back a sob. What had he been expecting? That everything would be different than it had the day before.

"Hi, my name's Skywarp!" He failed to choke back another sob as the memory of meeting his trinemates flooded his processor. He still couldn't believe they were gone.

His ambition, his foolishness, he had gotten them killed.

The sunset was beautiful, they'd have loved it.

His life had been a game. Ripping mech's lives apart for his own amusement…

A tear trickled down his cheek…it must be raining…

Skywarp flew through the stars, rolling, dancing across the heavens. One last time.

Going Home

They were finally back with the Autobots. It was a load off of Starscream's shoulders to know they were done with the cons, done with looking over their shoulders to make sure they didn't get killed. He curled tighter around his brothers.

It had been forever since Prowl had been back to Cybertron.

Say My Name

In their shared quarters on the Nemisis was the only place they could show each other they cared. It was dangerous to let others know how much they meant to each other. This was the only place the forbidden words 'I love you' could be spoken.

Tonight though there was a different topic of discussion.

"Prowl? You can't be serious…"

"Why?"

The clueless looks on his wingmates faces would have been cute in any other circumstance.

Skywarp bit his lip. "I…I don't know…"

"He's so not your type."

Skywarp snorted. "He's got a better sense of humor than you two sticks in the mud."

Thundercracker raised an optic ridge. "Are we talking about the same Prowl? Because I don't think we are."

21 Guns

"I…I can't do this anymore." Skywarp ducked his head in shame. "I'm sorry…." He was immediately enveloped in his wingmates arms. "Aren't you mad?"

"We're bonded silly, we've known this was coming. It's just good to have you back, the real you."

Skywarp nuzzled his wingmates. "Can we go flying?"

"Of course."

Jazz played this memory back again and again as he sat in the Autobot brig, trying through his grief, to convince himself it had been the right decision. If it truly was, why did it hurt so much?

No seeker could ever ask for better wingmates.