Author's Note: An Attempt to Raise a Sparkling is just a series of short scenes from The Libero Trilogy (Ancillam, Filia, Invictus, in that order. Sequel is Spurius). These scenes take place between Ancillam and Filia, with a few that happened near the end of Ancillam. These scenes either didn't make it into the original trilogy or were just ideas I wanted to share about how Starscream and Moonstar attempted to raise their little femmling.
If you have not read Ancillam and the first chapter of Filia, go back and do so to keep from getting super confused.
An Attempt to Raise a Sparkling is filled with interface, slash, strong language, and a sparkling causing mayhem. You have been warned.
The final "chapter" of this are my headcanons for my fanfics that I use over again because, well, I did a good job on them and like them. So, Seeker Culture, how Cybertronians reproduce, pasts of certain characters, and the likes. If you want to find all my headcanons in one place for when you read through my fics, the last "chapter" of this fic is the place to go.
And remember to visit my deviantART page to find pictures of Moonstar and adult Dawnstar. Ga-Maleven on deviantART.
Cybertronian Units of Time (according to IDW):
Astrosecond ≈ .273 of a second
Breem ≈ 8.3 minutes
Cycle ≈ 1 hour 15 minutes
Decacycle ≈ 3 weeks
Joor ≈ hour
Klik ≈ 1.2 minutes
Megacycle ≈ 93 hours
Orbital cycle ≈ 1 Earth day
Orn ≈ 13 days
Stellar cycle ≈ 7.5 months
Vorn ≈ 83 years
Disclaimer: The Transformers universe, names, and characters are property of Hasbro.
OCs are created by me for the sole purpose of this story and any names or scenes similar to other fanfics are simply coincidental. Any ideas or names intentionally taken from other fanfics will be noted at the beginning of any chapters to which the occurrence shall take place.
Enjoy. :)
1) Why One Should Never Text Their Overly Embarrassing Sire (Adolescent Dawnstar)
Dawnstar: "Yo, dad. What you doing?"
Starscream: "Doing your carrier."
Dawnstar: "EWWWWW! DAD! TMI!"
Starscream: "You were asking."
Dawnstar: "I don't need to know THAT! Primus, dad, can't you be serious for once?"
Starscream: "Who said anything about me not being serious?"
Dawnstar: "Wait… Are you interfacing mom right now?!"
Starscream: "Why? Do you want to talk to her?"
Dawnstar: "Actually, yes. At least she will answer my question without being all weird."
Starscream: "Too bad. She kinda can't talk with all the moaning she's doing."
Dawnstar: "ARE YOU SERIOUS?! Am I seriously talking to you as you frag my mom?"
Starscream: "Well, how else would we have created you? Bought you from a hardware store? Too many complex instructions that way… I prefer the fun way. ;)"
Dawnstar: "Did you just send me a winky face?"
Starscream: "I did. ;)"
Dawnstar: "Dad, you're cool and all, but not that cool."
Starscream: "I'm the coolest mech you will ever meet. Far cooler than any of those mech-friends you fantasize about or watch in your movies. I'm so cool I freeze the sun. :D"
Dawnstar: "Primus…"
Starscream: "I'm also so hot I burn the sun! And your carrier's aft. ;)"
Dawnstar: "DAD!"
Starscream: "Why did you originally message me?"
Dawnstar: "I was gonna ask you a question, but now I think I'm going to ask Uncle TC."
Starscream: "That might be a problem…"
Dawnstar: "Why…?"
Starscream: "Because he's doing me. :)"
Dawnstar: "….. You know what, I'm going to go and talk with Soundwave. He's never… embarrassing."
Starscream: "Embarrassing? So creating you is embarrassing? Primus, I have an embarrassment as a daughter! D: Look at her everyone! My embarrassment!"
Dawnstar: "Bye, dad…."
Starscream: "Look at her! Look at her and laugh!"
Dawnstar: "I'm going to adopt myself out to someone else…"
Starscream: "And be their embarrassment? Hell no. You're my embarrassing sparkling. :) And I'm gonna embarrass you until you're a billion vorns old. And we shall be embarrassing together! :D"
Dawnstar: "I'm moving to another planet…"
Starscream: "Can I come too?"
Dawnstar: "No…"
Starscream: "I'mma cry… :("
Dawnstar: "You don't cry, dad. Bye. I'm going to talk to Soundwave."
Starscream: "He sticks little people inside of him. That's pretty embarrassing. I don't do that. I stick little people inside of your carrier. :D"
Dawnstar: "STOP! Just…. Ugh, STOP! And enough of the emoticons."
Starscream: "No…. -.-"
Dawnstar: "Bye."
Starscream: "Bye! Love you! OXOXOXO! All my love! See you on whatever new planet you move to! I'm so glad to be able to call myself your embarrassing sire! :D You're the best embarrassment creation ever! Like, ever! Ever, for like, for-reals! You see that? that was my impersonation of you. You may not see it, but I even said it in that feminine vocalizer of yours with the little servo waves. Like, seriously. Like, that's how you, like, talk, like, for-reals. Like, really. I luvs you. :D"
Dawnstar: "I'm not going to comment on that…"
Starscream: "I too fab for you. ;)"
Dawnstar: "…."
Starscream: ":D"
Moonstar looked up from the hologram board game she was playing with the Elite Trine in Starscream's hab suite.
"You're terrible." She stated to her mate.
"I know." Starscream gave a wry smirk, all too proud of his childish antics.
"And for the record, I would never be moaning too much to not be able to talk to my daughter."
"Want me to tell her that?"
"You've traumatized her enough for an orn."
Starscream just smiled for a klik. "She does talk like that."
"She does…" Thundercracker grunted.
2) Playing Hide-N-Go-Seek (about 5 year old Dawnstar)
Soundwave sat working at his console in the control room when little thruster heels sounded quickly behind him. Tiny servos clasped onto his knees as the young Seerkerlet clambered onto his lap. He looked down and watched the little one, panting and flapping her wing stubs, climb up and crawl over his lap.
His cassettes all curiously watched from the console. Dawnstar slapped at his chest and tried to pry it open. Curiously, he allowed it to open ever so slightly and the Seekerlet grabbed onto the top and forced it down. She clumsily tried to crawl inside, only managing to get halfway in when the clacking of large thruster heels sounded.
"Dawnstar, where are you?" Starscream inquired as he entered the Control Room.
Dawnstar giggled, her aft, legs, and peds still hanging out of the Communication Officer's chest. She couldn't see her sire so surely he couldn't see her!
Starscream walked over to the Decepticon TIC and raised an optical ridge. Soundwave looked down, then back up at Starscream and offered the Air Commander a small shrug. Starscream just smiled.
"Well, there doesn't appear to be signs of my creation in here." Starscream replied a little loud to make sure Dawnstar heard him. "I guess I'll just go check the other side of the Nemesis."
Dawnstar giggled again, it reverberating inside of the blue grounder's chest compartment. Starscream started to walk in place, slowly making his footfalls quieter and quieter so it sounded as if he was walking away. Once he stopped, he waited for her to make her move. The little one wiggled herself out of Soundwave's chest and plunked her aft onto his lap. She looked up at Soundwave and giggled.
"Daddy didn't find me!" She exclaimed victoriously, oblivious that he was directly behind her.
"And why is that a good thing?" Starscream asked.
Her little wings pricked and she looked back. She squealed loudly before scrambling out of Soundwave's lap and bolting away. Starscream calmly followed her out of the Control Room, easily keeping up with her much smaller legs.
Soundwave closed his chest back up and looked at his cassettes.
"That was… different." Rumble commented.
"Would have been cute if she wasn't a Seeker." Frenzy replied.
3) Don't Recharge When on Sparkling Watch (about 5 year old Dawnstar)
Moonstar's stiletto heels clicked as she made her way down the corridors of the Nemesis. It was late, and she was finally returning to her little family after having to help Hook all orbital cycle in the medbay.
She smiled just thinking about being with her Conjunx Endura and little daughter. Those two just made everything so much better, and she never wanted to be separated from them.
She put in her code and entered the hab suite.
"Hey, mommy!"
Moonstar eyed her creation for a moment before slowly shaking her helm. Starscream was recharging on the couch, obviously exhausted himself from the raid he and the other Decepticons had earlier. Dawnstar was on the couch beside him, her paint canisters and paintbrushes on the small table as she held one of each item in a servo. Her sire was now covered in her colorful drawings. Flowers, hearts, stick figures of everyone she knew, smiley faces, and many other unknown designs scattered all over the Air Commander.
"What are you doing, Dawn?" Moonstar asked softly so as to not wake Starscream.
"I'm drawing on daddy. Hey, mommy,"
"Yes?"
"Daddy did a 'no-no.'"
"What did he do?"
"He said he was going to stay up until you came home, but he didn't. He was supposed to watch me, like he always does, but instead he fell into recharge. Does he have to go into the corner for a timeout? Are you going to lecture him?"
Moonstar smiled. "Daddy's just tired, sweetie. He didn't mean to fall into recharge."
"Why is he tired?"
"Because he had to go to work. Remember? Acid Storm was sparkling-sitting you. And when you get older you get tired easier."
"Mommy, daddy had a boo-boo, but I fixed it." She said with a proud smile.
"Where?"
"Here." Dawnstar said as she pointed to a spot on the Seeker mech's thigh that was now covered in towels and glue.
"Did you do that?"
"Yeah. I fixed daddy." Dawnstar grinned.
"Well, you did a marvelous job. I think he'll feel all better." Moonstar smiled at her creation. "Mind if I take a look?"
"Alrighty." Dawnstar said dismissively as she resumed her drawing.
Moonstar gently removed the glue covered towels to see the smallest of cuts on the Air Commander's thigh. She shook her helm, smiling to herself. Dawnstar loved her sire so much.
Moonstar set aside the towels and stroked her mate's helm, kissing him gently on the cheekplates. He stirred, slowly onlining. Moonstar's smile grew when red optics glowed from the dark faceplates and focused on her blue ones.
"Hey, sexy mech." She said softly.
"Mmm, hey sexy femme." He said sleepily.
"Don't move. Dawnstar is beside you on the couch. Don't want to knock her over."
"Primus, I fell into recharge… She didn't get into anything, did she?"
Moonstar just smiled at him for a moment. "Your paintjob looks fabulous. I think she's a true artist."
It took his still sleepy processor a moment. "Ugh… Please tell me it's the easy to remove stuff."
"It's a mixture of both."
"Nothing too embarrassing?"
"I think she drew you wielding a sword and stabbing what appears to be Megatron as a dragon."
"Of course she did…"
Moonstar kissed him on the lip plates. "You look beautiful." She then tapped the tip of his olfactory sensor. "Even with a pink moustache."
He just eyed her for a moment before venting a sigh. "Dawnstar, why are you painting all over me?"
"Because, daddy, I wanted to." She stated matter-of-factly without ceasing in her work.
"That explains everything." He mumbled. "Princess, can you put your paints away? We need to all go into recharge."
"Okay, daddy. But you are going into the time-out corner."
"Why?" He said as he looked down at her.
"Because, you fell into recharge when you were supposed to be watching me. That's a 'no-no.'"
He raised an optical ridge. "I suppose it is. I guess your carrier will be dealing with me…"
"I am." Moonstar smiled before pecking a kiss on his lip plates. "But first, let's get some recharge and in the morning I'll 'punish' you appropriately."
He smirked that sexy smirk of his that made her internally swoon. "Ooh, I like the sound of that."
"Daddy, you have to sit facing the wall for nine joors." Dawnstar said strictly as she put her canisters and paintbrushes away.
"What are you talking about, femmling?" Starscream demanded as he sat up. "The longest I've ever put you in the corner was for five kliks! Why do I get nine joors?"
"Because, I could have hurt myself being alone. You say that yourself. You didn't keep to your word. You're a hypo-griff."
"Hypocrite. The word is hypocrite. If you're going to lecture me say the words correctly."
"Mommy, daddy is not taking me seriously!" She said with a stomp of her ped.
"Don't worry, Dawn. In the morning I'll add three extra joors to his sentence for not taking you seriously." Moonstar said it like she meant it.
"I feel as if all the femmes on this ship are against me…"
"Complaining gets you extra time."
"I apologize."
"It's okay. I still love you, daddy." Dawnstar smiled up at him.
4) Sparklings Eat Everything (About 5 year old Dawnstar)
It was just Starscream and Dawnstar in their hab suite for Moonstar was in medbay working with Hook. The Air Commander was in the midst of a comm. link call as he tried to tidy the messy room, while Dawnstar attempted to help, staying quiet as her sire became more emotional with his call.
"No, you don't understand the basics. Do you need me to fly over there and hold your servo? … That is slag. Complete, utter slag. … No, you don't get this, do you? I have an army to run and can't be there to help you discern your helm from your aft all the time. … Shut up! Now, let's go over this again real nice and slow so you can understand me." He argued into the comm. link as he walked back and forth, putting away datapads, folding towels, organizing Dawnstar's toys, and cleaning up spilt energon.
Dawnstar was going through a small box, trying her best to be like her sire and organize the contents of it. She picked up a small ship model and studied it, her little servos holding it by the wings.
"Were you just programmed to be an inept idiot? … Uh huh… Have you tried turning it on and off? … Smartaft? … You're the one getting snippy with me. … No, wrong. Let's take a step back and check your performance. Aaaaaaand, yeah, there it is: Idiot. Says it in bold glyphs. … No, don't try to make up excuses. How about this, you do as you are told, do it well, and I won't demote you to a maintenance drone. Sounds good? … Alright, then. Let's start back from the beginning."
Dawnstar looked up at her sire as he walked by her carrying the pile of folded towels into the washroom, still going on with his comm. call. She looked back down at the ship model and started to poke at it, seeing if it did anything. Then, as all sparkling do, she began to chew on it, starting on the wing.
The Air Commander walked back out of the washroom and approached his desk, still oblivious to what his creation was doing. He was typing something down on a datapad, then walked away to put some items on a shelving unit.
Dawnstar kept chewing until there was a "snip" sound. Her optics widened, and she dropped the model to clutch her throat. She started to cough, then she began to cry as she panicked. She turned back to her sire and tried to speak, but her vocalizer was restricted from the piece of the model lodged in her throat.
Starscream was still arguing when he finally looked at his distressing daughter. His optics widened and he rushed over to her.
"I'm going to have to call you back." He said quickly before cutting the comm. line. "Dawnstar, look at me! What is it? What's wrong?" He demanded as he held her little shoulders.
She coughed, grasping at her neck. He looked down and saw the ship model with its broken wing. His optics widened when he realized what had happened. He picked her up and hurried out of the hab suite.
Starscream burst into the medbay holding his daughter against his chest piece as she choked.
"Hook! Fix her!" The Air Commander bellowed in almost a complete panic.
"What? What's wrong?" Hook inquired as he ran over.
"She swallowed something and is unable to cycle air or speak! I'm freaking out!" The Decepticon SIC exclaimed as he handed his femmling over to the Constructicon.
Hook carried her over to a medberth and set her down before running a scanner over her.
"She'll be fine, commander. It won't be hard to remove." Hook explained calmly as he reached for the necessary tools.
"You sure? You sure she won't be internally damaged or have to go through therapy or be put into a CR chamber for-"
"Starscream! Stop it. Sparklings swallow foreign material all the time. This will be a simple fix."
"I'm a terrible sire. I let this happen. I was supposed to be watching her! I can't do this. I can't-" Starscream started to pace back and forth.
Hook rolled his optics. "Sit your aft down over there or leave my medbay." Hook ordered sternly.
Starscream's wings lowered before he went to the indicated seats and sat down. He anxiously watched as Hook put Dawnstar into a medically induced stasis lock then used a long probe to reach down her throat and grab the foreign piece.
Moonstar exited the backroom while he was in the midst of operating on her daughter. Her optics widened.
"What's wrong with Dawn?" She gasped.
"Your hubby is over there. Ask him." Hook grunted as he worked.
Moonstar looked past the medic and at the Air Commander. She trotted over to him and sat down beside him.
"Star?"
"I'm a failure as a sire. I wasn't watching her and she swallowed something. Primus, I'm no good at this." He said miserably as he held his visage in his servos.
"Sweetie, she'll be fine. Hook will fix her and then this will be ancient history." She said softly to him.
"And what if she is traumatized for life?"
"You're being silly."
"I'm being cautious."
"You fly into battle and piss off Megatron but couldn't handle your daughter swallowing this?" Hook inquired as he held up the tiny piece for Starscream to see.
"Get your own creation and then you'll understand." Starscream snapped.
"No thank you." Hook said slowly as if the thought disturbed him.
"See, hunky mechy, Hook took good care of our sparkling." Moonstar smiled as she hugged his arm.
"Hmm, he's still an aft."
"Don't insult me when I just repaired your daughter." Hook said as he began to online the Seekerlet.
"I'll never take my optics off her again. Never. Not for as long as she lives. "Starscream said resolutely.
"You're ridiculous." Moonstar rolled her optics. "But, I think that just makes you cuter."
"Take it." Hook grunted as he handed a still partly recharging Dawnstar to the Air Commander.
Starscream narrowed his optics before standing up and gently accepting his most precious creation. He held her against his chest and allowed her to rest her helm on his shoulder. She moaned sleepily, her arms wrapping around his neck and clinging to him.
"Thank you, good doctor." Starscream grumbled as he protectively held his daughter close to him.
"Welcome. And don't bother me again unless your spark casing falls out of your chest. Better yet, don't even bother me for that." Hook grunted before pivoting on a heel and walking away.
Moonstar stood and pecked a kiss to her Conjunx Endura's cheekplates. "I'll see you later."
"Maybe. I think I am still at risk of having a spark attack."
She snickered. "Just don't let her get into anything she isn't suppose to."
"She isn't getting into anything at all. Never again. She's not even allowed to watch others get into anything." He stated.
"Oh, I love you so much." Moonstar kissed him again. "So cute, my awesome sexy Seeker. But, seriously, don't let this experience ruin both your lives. It happens."
"It will never happen again." He then sighed. "I suppose I must comm. Shockwave back."
"Have fun with that."
"Hmm," He grunted before kissing his mate on the brow and then exiting the medbay with his creation.
5) Tickle War
"Trinemates have the hellion, the lights are dim, and you are locked in here with me." Starscream smirked sexily as he closed the door to his berthroom.
"So it appears I am." Moonstar said coquettishly, a dainty digit circling on the berthtop next to her as she lied down.
The Air Commander approached, climbing onto the berth and getting over his mate. He gently pushed her over, then kissed her luscious lip plates. "Mmm, my perfect Moon." He licked her cheekplates, eliciting a small squeal from her.
"Primus, Star, I don't like that." She gave his chest plates a playful push.
"But I do. You know, that's how Seekers play with each other." He smiled before kissing her on the neck cables.
"Mmm, I know. You've told me." She turned her helm, exposing her neck cables for him, feeling her frame heating up as lust and desire filled her systems. "How about we skip the foreplay and just get on with it, my handsome hunk."
"Someone is horny." The Air Commander chuckled as his servos felt over her frame, savoring those perfect curves.
"How could I not be when I have you, sexy." She smiled salaciously at her mate.
"True." He purred.
"Open for me."
Starscream obediently did so, removing his codpiece and letting his spike out of its casing. The ex-Autobot reached down, grasping his spike and giving it a playful squeeze. The Seeker flicked his wings, but said nothing.
"I'm not impressed, Star. This isn't hard." She said in such a disappointed vocalizer.
"Maybe because you chose to hurt it instead of pleasuring it." He grunted.
"You are so particular."
"I am." He kissed her on the lip plates slowly. "I am so particular. Why don't you open up for me."
Moonstar smirked, her wings giving a playful flutter. "Make me."
"Oh? I must work for this?"
The femme giggled. "Yes!"
The Decepticon Second vented an overly dramatic sigh. "If I must in order to get laid, I shall." He then opened a panel on her abdominal plates, released a wire from his wrist, and adjusted her outer plating sensitivity level. The wire retracted itself and he closed the panel before running his digits over her frame, tickling her.
Moonstar let out a loud squeal, kicking and guffawing as he tickled her. "St-stop! P-Primus, Sto-op! Starscream!"
"Not until you open up, femme!" He grinned, love hearing that sweet laughter of hers.
"F-fine! You w-win!" She quickly removed her codpiece and spread her legs apart for him.
The Seeker ceased in the "torture" and eyed her lower region. "Already lubricating down there. You are so horny." He leaned over and kissed her.
"Just frag me!" She giggled.
Starscream gave his spike a few strokes to get it to harden some more before plunging it inside of her. The black and purple femme moaned her approval, gasping softly as her Conjunx Endura began to thrust into her.
"I love you, hah, love you so much." Starscream spoke, his servos resting on the berth on either side of her helm.
"Love you more, handsome." She said as she offlined her optics, just enjoying this feeling. Her long digits wrapped around his strong arms, stroking up and down them. She loved these quiet, peaceful times where it was just simple interface all alone. Just a chance to feel each other and relax with the one they loved.
Starscream began to go a little faster, feeling his overload building and knowing hers was as well. He was panting softly now, looking down at her winsome visage, hearing her occasional moan. She was perfect. Perfection in every possible way. He could never live without her. She was everything to him, now.
Moonstar suddenly onlined her optics and looked up at him. "Pull out, Starscream!" She shouted.
"Wait, what?!" His optics widened, quickly ceasing his humping and instead pulling out of her. "What's wrong?! Did I hurt you!?"
Moonstar closed her codpiece, leaped off the berth, and poked him on the olfactory sensor. "Tag! You're it!"
And with that said she ran out of the berthroom and out of their hab suite to go who knows where.
The Air Commander just sat there, completely puzzled with his still very hard spike. What was with femmes and being weird during interface?
6) Dawnstar at the Doctors (about 4 year old Dawnstar)
The high pitched screams of a wailing sparkling sounded throughout the mighty capital ship, Nemesis. The source of these horrid screeches of the underworld originated from the tiny vocalizer of a Seekerlet as she sat on a medberth in the ship's medbay.
"Dawn, it's fine." Starscream tried to reassure her, but nothing was working.
"Daddy, bad mech!" She pointed an accusing digit at the medic, her little magenta optics leaking coolant.
Hook ignored the comment, preparing to continue on with his work.
"Dawnie, it's just your anti-virus update. It's not bad." Moonstar said gently, stroking her daughter's hem.
"Please, don't listen to them." Skywarp placed his servos on his hips. "Anti-virus updates are the worst."
Starscream glared at his trinemate. "'Warp, wait outside. You're not helping."
The teleporter's wings drooped. "Okay, Scree…" He then sadly turned around and trudged out the door.
Dawnstar only cried louder as Hook touched her helm. "This will be over quickly." The Construction informed.
"Daddy, stop 'im!" She screamed.
"Trust me, if I could I would. He doesn't listen to me." The Air Commander shrugged.
Hook opened a panel on the side of her helm and began to update her anti-virus, the connection of plugging in the necessary chip hurting a little, making her cry more. "There, I'm done." He said as he closed the panel and released her.
The Seekerlet hugged her sire, bawling into his chest plates. Starscream stroked her small back, thinking of everything he would give her to make her sadness go away. A giant castle with servants was a good place to start. Too bad Megatron would deny him that… But what could possibly substitute it? His daughter deserved the best and he would see to it that she got only the best.
"Dawnstar, can I examine your denta? Your sire said you had fallen down and hurt one."
"NO!" She shouted. "Sire, make 'im go away!"
"Yes, ma'am. Hook, she wants you to jump off a cliff. I do too."
"Watch it, nemesis. I don't have to put your spike on right next time you get blown up in battle."
That silenced the Air Commander quickly.
Moonstar pulled her daughter away from the Seeker Alpha. "Dawnstar, if you let Hook look in your mouth you'll get cake."
"Really?" Dawnstar asked.
"Mhmm. And you can watch movies with me and your sire."
"Fine… I suppose he can look." She said with such attitude as she crossed her arms.
"She takes after you." Hook grunted as he shot a glare at Starscream.
Starscream proudly smiled back.
7) PDA
Starscream stood in the Control Room next to Soundwave as the two mulled over the schemes displayed on the vid screen before them. They didn't notice the light tapping of stiletto heels approaching. No, she was completely unnoticed until her servo slapped the red aft of her partner.
"Hey, sexy." Moonstar greeted casually.
Starscream's optics widened some, a servo lowering to rub over where she had so rudely struck. "Hey, dear."
Many snickers came from the others in the room. Soundwave looked at the Air Commander. Starscream didn't return the gaze, instead focusing on the task at servo. He made a sound as if to clear his vocalizer before continuing his discussion with Soundwave.
Moonstar walked by them again having gotten what she originally came for. Another firm smack landed itself on the Seeker's aft. "I'll see you in a few joors." She delightfully smiled before trotting out.
Starscream glared at Soundwave. "Don't. I don't want to hear it. At least I have a sexy femme. You have no one."
Soundwave's visor brightened, enjoying Starscream's embarrassment too much.
8) More PDA (Dawnstar is about 12)
The Decepticon Air Commander sat at a table with his trinemates in the mess hall. Moonstar rested upon his lap while Dawnstar and the other two sat beside them. Dawnstar was busy playing something on a datapad, trying to ignore her creators.
"I love you more." Starscream purred, kissing Moonstar on the lip plates.
"No, I love you more." She kissed back.
"No, I love you the most."
"You."
He then snapped his denta at her. Moonstar giggled and snapped hers back, the two soon nuzzling olfactory sensors as they kept snapping their denta playfully. Then the snapping turned into kissing which continued to become more and more passionate. Starscream's servo grasped his mate's aft, while the other servo squeezed her breast plates.
"Ugh, mom, dad, stop!" Dawnstar groused. "You two are so embarrassing."
Starscream turned to his daughter. "No, we are being loving. When you find the person you love most this will be you. If you're lucky. Shut up. I have the right to molest your carrier in public."
"Only if I consent." Moonstar chided.
"Only if she consents." Starscream added, then turned to his mate. "Do you?"
Moonstar pressed the tip of her index digit to her lip plates as she contemplated for a moment. Then she smiled. "Yes."
Starscream's wings fluttered. "I want to frag you in public. Make everyone see that you are mine."
"No, not that. I am never fragging in public."
Starscream vented a sigh. "Fine… I'll just grope you then." He then proceeded to feel up her codpiece.
Dawnstar rolled her optics as she got off her chair and walked away. She pulled another chair out and sat down. "Hey."
"Hey." Onslaught greeted as he and the other Combaticons turned to her.
"Mind if I join?"
"Not at all." Swindle replied.
"Good. The creators are being gross again. Can I just join you guys? Be a Combaticon?"
"I don't think your sire would let that one fly…." Blast Off said slowly.
"Whatever… Just need away from them for a bit. What are you guys doing later?" She perked her wings.
"Not much. You're welcome to join us in our battle simulation training." Brawl said.
"I definitely need to shoot some virtual goons. Let's do it."
"Let's go." Onslaught smiled.
9) Leaving for a "Business Trip." (Dawnstar is about 3)
Blue servos rubbed over dark faceplates tiredly. He had slagged up. Major big time. And Megatron had just commed him to come to his quarters for the impending flogging. He had told Moonstar that he was going to be punished and therefore had to be away so Dawnstar couldn't see the damage to her sire, but he had lied about how severe the punishment would be.
The Air Commander began to walk towards the door, ready to face his superior and get this over with. That's when he heard the little tapping of tiny thruster heels following him.
"Daddy!"
He stopped, wings lowering before looking down. "Yes, sweetie?"
"Don't go!" She held out her arms to him, wanting him to hold her.
He reached down, picking his precious creation up and holding her. "I have to go on this business trip, love. It's my job." He explained softly.
"NO! You need ta stay wiff me!" She commanded as she crossed her arms, giving her sire such a stern look.
"I would love to stay, believe me, but I have to do this. I'll get you something when I come back. Promise." He then kissed her and set her back on the ground.
"Daddy, no!" She yelled, following after him when he resumed walking. "You need ta play wiff me a-and stay!"
"I'll fulfill that when I get back. Be good for your carrier and uncles." The Air Commander said quickly before stepping out and closing the door behind him.
"NO!" She screamed, kicking and hitting her miniscule fists against the door. Then, her screams became loud bawls, crying for her sire. "Daddy! C-come back! Ahh!"
The Seekerlet threw herself on the floor, wrapping her arms around her helm as she cried into the deckplates.
Moonstar approached and carefully picked up her daughter, her wings drooping wishing that Starscream would stay as well. Dawnstar wrapped her arms around her carrier's neck, crying into her neck cables.
"Shhh, Dawn… He'll be back. He'll be back." She said barely louder than a whisper, silently praying that he wouldn't be hurt too much and that this would be the last time he was ever punished by that monster.
10) Sexting
Boring meeting… That's all there ever was. Constantly stuck in these boring meetings…
Starscream sat to the right of Megatron listening to the other officers give their reports and discuss new strategies of dealing with the Autobots. It was boring. He was bored. And Megatron's face was really asking to be punched this orbital cycle… So tempting…
::Send me a picture of your spike.::
The Air Commander rolled his optics. ::I'm not sending you a picture of my spike, Moonstar. I'm in a meeting.::
::Come on, Star! I haven't seen it since this morning! Just one, please? The rest can be of that sexy bod of yours. And one of your aft.::
::No, Moon… I can't while I'm in this meeting. Megatron is here. If he wasn't I would, but he gets grumpy…::
::Just do it under the table.:: She suggested.
::Heh, no. I'll sext you when I'm in the Control Room after the meeting. Not before.::
::I'm sending you some pictures…:: She purred.
Starscream's rings perked when he received those images, seeing them through the uplink of the commlink unit. He smirked sexily. ::That is a fine pose. And that aft… Mmmm, I could eat that out for every refuel I ever needed.::
Moonstar giggled over the line. ::Now, send me a picture of your spike.::
::No. Not right now.::
::Please?::
::No.::
::Please?::
::No.::
::PLEASE?!::
::NO!::
::PLEASE, SEND ME A SPIKE PIC!::
"I'M NOT SENDING YOU A PICTURE OF MY SPIKE!" He shouted over the commlink and out loud.
His spark fell so far into his body when he realized what he had done, and the stares he received from all the officers. Even Soundwave's expression was somehow known beneath that mask and visor. Megatron gave him the worst stare. Oh, how those usually menacing optics were just so… confused and surprised by that sudden outburst.
Starscream slapped his palm over his faceplates before slowly sliding it down. He slumped so deep into his chair, trying to ignore the loud guffawing on the commlink.
::Did you say that out loud?!:: She blurted out before resuming her laughter.
Starscream calmly stood up, not making optic contact with anyone. "May I be dismissed, Mighty Megatron?" He calmly inquired.
"That would be best, Starscream." Megatron said slowly.
The Air Commander quickly exited the Meeting Room and walked a ways down the corridor. He stopped, pulled out a communicator, removed his codpiece, and took a picture of his spike. He then typed out, "There. Better appreciate this limp spike you glitch." Before sending the message and picture to his mate.
The Seeker rubbed over his faceplates, so embarrassed. He looked up, suddenly realizing that Barricade was standing there giving him odd looks.
"Why are you… taking pictures of your spike in the corridor?" The grounder asked slowly.
Starscream closed his codpiece up so fast. "Get a Conjunx Endura and you'll understand." He snapped before marching away, so done with this orbital cycle.
Barricade just raised an optical ridge as he watched him go.
Hope you guys enjoy these. Dawnstar is just the cutest when a sparkling, isn't she? :3
Yay, Moonstar! XD
