Megatron watched Starscream, a mix of curiosity and amusement evident on his features. The Seeker had went to Hook, asking - demanding really - Hook to fix whatever was causing the little glitch that kept making him...'Hiccup', Hook had called it. Apparently it had something to do with the fact Starscream had, at some point, swallowed seawater. Which, considering their current residency, was not surprising. Hook had described it, though to be honest he hadn't been paying much attention. Apparently the 'salty substance' in seawater was irritating the Seeker's systems, mainly his fuel intakes and airways. It resulted in him taking in air strangely, or an irritable vibration whenever he tried to talk. As a result, the piping would...close...or something. Rubbing together. Resulting in the squeaking, and the click was cause by his voice box suddenly loosing it's...elbow room. Something like that.

Either way, Hook couldn't fix it. Or wouldn't. Or didn't want to bother finding out how. He assured the seething Seeker it would go away on it's own, in due time. Possibly after his next recharge cycle, when self-repair could work on it, and clean out his systems. Until then, he was stuck with the irritating glitch, everyone was snickering at him, making jokes, or giving him odd looks. Skywarp found it adorable. Thundercracker was one of the few who tried to hide their amusement, though he would break into a huge grin every time Starscream cursed allowed out of irritation. Especially since Skywarp, whenever around, got the urge to jump their Commander every time he made the sound. Probably Seeker instinct, he did sound - oddly enough - like a sparkling when he made the sound.

Skywarp was having the best day of his life, Starscream the worst, everyone else was just glad it wasn't them.

The Seeker now sat at a control panel, not far from Megatron's place in the center of the room, sitting on his throne as always. The Seeker continuously grumbled, wings rigid and vibrating with irritation. Every time he 'hiccuped' they would flick, he would shift, cuss out the control panel, then get back to work. He ignore everything and everyone else. Soundwave stood at Megatron's side, as usual, for once with nothing to do. It had originally been his job to repair the control panel Starscream was not working on, but - no doubt desperate for a distraction - Starscream had practically stolen the job from him.

The moment he noticed it needed repairs, he jumped before Soundwave, and called it; "I'll fix it!" Had been his words, before he jumped at the console, and got to work.

Normally Soundwave couldn't have cared less...but he had nothing else to do. He had taken up staring at the Seeker - the only other occupant other than Megatron and himself - from his position to Megatron's left. Megatron tilted his head ever-so-slightly to the right as Starscream kicked his chair away, crawling under the console. He dropped down on his stomach, careful of his cockpit, and propped himself up on his elbows. He reached for stray cords, and started hooking and re-hooking them up, repairing some broken ones. Until the console kicked off, and came back to like with a whirr.

Giving a triumphant 'Ha!', the tri-colored flier sat up and went to lean out from under the console. About the moment he lifted his head high enough so it was a mere inch away from the bottom of the desk, his wings flicked, and he hiccuped. The jumping motion it caused made him sit straight up, and the resounding clang made Megatron wince, hissing out an 'Yeouch' as he leaned slightly opposite of the position he had normally been in, leaning with his elbows on his knees towards the Seeker.

Starscream grumbled, leaning out from under the console with his hands holding the spot on his helm he had banged, rubbing at it. He grabbed his chair, slid it back as he climbed out from under the console, and sat back down, getting back to the keys and working again. Still rubbing absent minded at the small, but noticeable dent in his helm.

Soundwave had to wonder how hard it was for Starscream to ignore them, they sat right there and he had just embarrassed himself in-front of both. Without so much as a word about it. Oh well, he shrugged it off. Megaton snickered a bit, though his face still had a bit of a wince in the expression.

He turned from the Seeker to Soundwave. "So..." He started, distractedly. "Anything to report?" Wow. Bored much? He looked and sounded it, nothing surprising considering things have been pretty quiet lately. Mostly because most of the troops were still recovering from their last attempt at an Energon raid, having met Omega Supreme. And mostly because Megatron was just...lazy recently. Probably a result of his own recovering.

Soundwave tilted his head, trying to recall anything worth reporting...nope. Nothing.

"Negati-" Megatron flinched away, and Soundwave made a coughing noise and his voice suddenly cut, a sharp rattling sound, as if someone had shoved gravel into a wood-chipper taking it's place. Starscream tilted back in his chair, staring at them in a mix of shock and confusion. Soundwave rubbed his throat, clearing his throat. He attempted again. "Nega - hic - tave."

Everyone froze, Megatron stared at Soundwave in disbelief, Starscream just stared. After a moment, Soundwave made that irritatingly familiar sound, and Starscream busted into laughter. Hiccup. Soundwave shook his head, and Megatron looked lost. Hiccup-Hiccup. Starscream cursed as he hiccuped in unison with Soundwave. Megatron screwed his face up in confused, irritation, disbelieving denial. He threw his arms out, towards Soundwave, sputtering; "H-how are-how can-Y-You don't even have a mouth!" He shook his hands at the startled visor-ed mech, sputtering again. He suddenly turned, throwing his arm to point at the giggling Seeker.

"You!" Starscream jumped, and hiccuped, tumbling backwards out of his chair. "This is your fault!" The Warlord stood, shaking his finger at his SIC, who scrambled to his pedes. He pressed his hands to his cockpit, looking offended. "My fault? How is this - hic - my fault? I didn't shove seawater down his fuel-lines! There is no possible - hic - way you can pin this on me!" Hiccup "There is no possible way for him to swallow without a mouth either! But he somehow did! And it's somehow your fault!" Hiccup "I didn't do anything!" Hiccup "Prove you didn't!" Hiccup "Prove - hic - I did!"

Soundwave watched, tilting his head back and forth, back and forth, to each mech as they spoke. Argued, really. And Soundwave found it was harder than ever to take Starscream seriously when he would speak, hiccup, then finish speaking. He started to find it oddly adorable, but quickly shoved that thought process into the trash heap at the back of his mind.

The two argued, and a few moments later the door opened, revealing Hook and Scavenger, the two ceased their arguing to glare at the two Constructicons, who froze, staring at the two higher ranking officers for a moment. Hiccup-Hiccup Heads turned to face Soundwave, as he made another wretched sound, right after Starscream. Scavenger looked horrified suddenly, he raised a shaky finger and pointing towards Soundwave, tapping Hook on the shoulder with his other hand. The older mechanic/medic looked confused, as he tilted his head and muttered;

"That should not be possible."

Authors Notes: Bet'cha didn't think I would ever update it, huh! Nah, I haven't forgotten about this story, or any of my other ones. This one here is just for fun, mostly. So it took me a while to decide who I wanted the next 'effect-ee' to be. I'm open for suggestions, if anyone has any ideas! Want a certain 'Bot or 'Con to be effected by this? Feel free to review or message me about it! I'll find a way to work them in!

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