"For the millionth time, Lugnut, I am not going to come see your Megatron shrine!" Starscream shouted, swatting Lugnut's servo away. "In fact, I should probably tell him what really happened to his twin sword set the other solar cycle. You know, he asked me if I knew what happened to it and I said I didn't, but I should have told him the truth."

"No, don't tell!" Lugnut pleaded. "He'll disown me for sure!"

Disown him? Oh, for Spark's sake! Starscream walked to the door of his room. "No way. In fact, I'm going to go and talk to him right now…and I'll tell him about all his other stuff you stole too."

Starscream was just messing with Lugnut, as usual, but Lugnut never really caught onto this, which was part of why it was so funny.

"I'm going to the door," Starscream teased, opening the door. "I'm going to Megatron…"

Starscream felt one of Lugnut's gigantic servos grab his wingflap, one of the most sensitive parts of his body. He threw him back, howling with pain, and was going to give up the bit, until his comm. link buzzed. It was Megatron himself.

"Don't tell!" Lugnut said again.

"Shut it down," Starscream ordered, then turned to Megatron. "What do you want?"

"We have a new recruit," Megatron replied. "Have everyone report to me."

"Yes, yes!" Lugnut cried. "I will not fail you, Master!"

"He was talking to me, not you, you idiot!" Starscream yelled, rubbing his wingflap. "You know you dented it? Again?"

"That's what you get," Lugnut insisted. "Come on, we must not fail Megatron!"

The two of them rounded up Blitzwing and Blackarachnia, who both seemed less than enthusiastic too. Starscream wondered to himself if this "new recruit" would be as "promising" as all the others. As Megatron's second, he had seen most of his top lieutenants when they first joined the cause. There was Blackarachnia, who had joined when the Autobots "betrayed" her (or so she said); Lugnut (a huge mistake on Megatron's part); and Blitzwing had enlisted around the same time as Starscream had, and he was just kind of unpredictable.

Starscream stood next to Megatron, feeling bored. Blackarachnia and Blitzwing stood nearby. Lugnut pushed Starscream out of the way so he could stand next to his beloved leader instead—not that Starscream minded. Instead he went to stand next to the other two. Starscream knew Lugnut wanted to be second-in-command just as much as he wanted to be the leader himself.

"So who is he?" Blackarachnia finally asked, looking impatient. "What's his name?"

"Her name," Megatron replied apathetically, "is Spaceflower."

"Spaceflower?" Blackarachnia repeated, unimpressed. "What kind of idiotic name is that? Whoever named her must have been two circuits short of a—"

She didn't get to finish the sentence. The door to the Decepticon secret base opened, and Spaceflower walked in. She had a black-and-dark pink color scheme; her body was mostly dark pink, with the exception of her black chestplate and pelvis. The bottoms of her legs were made to look like high-heeled boots, while the upper part was dark pink. She had dark pink wingflaps with a black stripe on each one, and of course the purple Decepticon insignia too. She was smiling as she strode confidently into the base, optics face forward.

"Hey!" Starscream suddenly felt Random (Blitzwing's "crazy" face) elbow him in the side. "Keep your optics off the recruits!"

"I am not staring at her!" Starscream hissed back. "In fact, she's totally ugly."

But that statement was the opposite of what he really felt. He couldn't stop staring at Spaceflower. The confident way she walked, that tantalizing smile on her lips, her overall…beauty…he wanted to rush up and kiss her right there. But he knew not to, because maybe then he would be the one to be "disowned".

"All right, show me what you've got," Megatron commanded. Spaceflower nodded and both her servos turned into guns. She turned upwards and shot the ceiling with perfect aim.

"Is it ok?" Spaceflower asked. It was the first time anyone had ever heard her speak, and she had a voice like the notes to a lullaby.

"Fine," Megatron told her. "Anything else?"

"Pick someone."

Starscream opened his optics, only realizing he had closed them until now. Her silky voice was caressing his audio receptors, making him a little weak in the knees.

Megatron pointed to Starscream. "Get up here!"

Feeling apprehensive, lucky and excited all at the same time, Starscream walked over to where Spaceflower was still standing.

"What are you waiting for, mister?" she asked. "Try and hit me."

"I…I can't do that," he told her.

"Well, since you insist," Megatron said, seeing through Starscream, as usual. "We can always pick someone else."

"Wait!" Starscream yelled. Then everyone stared at him, but even though he didn't want to, he threw a fist right at Spaceflower's face. Next thing he knew he was kicked right in the chestplate and flipped right onto the ground. He groaned and lifted his head up. So she had fighting powers, too. That was pretty…

"Impressive," Megatron told her, still expressionless, probably because he knew he could do the same thing to Starscream and damage him much more. "That's all?"

"No," she said sweetly. "Try and hit me again, mister. I promise I won't hit you back this time. Promise."

Starscream got up, rubbing his wings, especially the one that had already been dented by Lugnut earlier that solar cycle. He wanted even less to hit her now, but just as he was about to try and hit her, she said smoothly, "You aren't really going to hit me, are you?"

Confused, he put his fist down. "I thought that was…what you wanted…"

"Oh, yes, I do," she whispered. He was feeling weak in the knees again. She walked up to him and put one delicate servo on his damaged wing, which he found felt incredibly good—then, to his surprise, Spaceflower started vocalizing a cappella, in a beautiful soprano. Starscream felt his eyes closing again, and he smiled.

Next thing he knew he was lying on his bed, Blitzwing standing above him, Lugnut too. They were both laughing about something.

"What…guys, what happened?" he mumbled, trying and failing to sit up.

"Spaceflower made you faint," Blitzwing explained, with his "Icy" face. "That is her special power. Her voice is so beautiful, it will control you."

"Great," Starscream said. "Now, every time she talks, I'll pass out. Another weirdo to add to Megatron's perfect army."

"No," Icy protested. "It is only when she sings. If Spaceflower is simply talking it does not matter. Also, only the person she is singing to, her enemy, will faint. She uses it as her main weapon."

"But then why was I—"

"You crumpled like she had shot you!" Hothead shouted, pointing at Starscream. "If she wanted to she could have killed you! You are weak!"

Lugnut pointed. "I wanted Megatron to pick me as the example! I knew I would not fail him the way you did."

"I did not fail him!" Starscream yelled. "I was supposed to faint, you idiot! It was to demonstrate her best weapon…anyway…what happened after that?"

"She was let in," Lugnut explained simply. "And our Master made me and Blitzwing take you to your room."

"But…" Starscream was still confused. "Spaceflower was using her voice weapon on me earlier too, I know. When she was only talking, not singing. I felt like I was in stasis lock or something."

"I knew it!" Random screeched with laughter. "He is in love!"

"I am not in love!" Starscream yelled. "She kicked me onto the floor then sang me until I fainted and she's the ugliest femme I've ever met! Why would I love her?"

"We can see through your lies!" Lugnut punched Starscream in the chest, knocking him back onto the bed.

"Stop it!" Starscream wanted to shoot Lugnut with his null-rays. "How many times this solar cycle am I going to get attacked?"

"You have already been attacked, with the worst weapon of them all," Blitzwing replied, his Icy face back again.

"What's that?"

Blitzwing turned to leave, motioning for Lugnut to follow him. He turned back and smiled slightly as he shut the door.

"It's love."