AN: Group Dare time! (That seems somewhat familiar…) Some Cybertronian time units you might need: solar cycle = 1 day, cycle = 1.25 hours (1 hour 15 minutes) (note: IDW definition of a cycle), nanoklik = 1 second, klik = 1.2 minutes, breem = 8.3 minutes.
"What's a group dare?" Skyquake asked, nervously.
"A dare that all of us do together." Knock Out clarified.
"Such as?" Skyquake apparently still didn't get it.
"All of us spending the solar cycle in our protoforms…" Airachnid started to tell them. Breakdown's jaw opened in shock; he wished he'd been around to see that!
"Drinking a cocktail that made us resemble one another for 3 cycles…" Dreadwing continued, making Breakdown and Skyquake shudder; they remembered that one all too well.
"Or flirting with the Autobots." Starscream finished telling them.
"All of you did that?" Skyquake asked.
"Yes." Knock Out shrugged; trying not to remember that.
"And the femme Autobot liked him the most!" Starscream pointed at Dreadwing; as though that was unusual.
"And I remember saying that in-your-face flirting doesn't impress the femmes." Dreadwing told him, with a smirk.
"That's just given me an idea." Airachnid smirked, pausing for a moment before telling the others what it was.
"I can think of at least a few Vehicons who would disagree with that statement."
"The Vehicons are all mechs. I'm not sure they'd know how to please a femme; mechs possibly…" Knock Out trailed off, remembering the group of Vehicons that came in first thing in the morning.
"Well… I know the Vehicons have been talking about how attractive they find us." She almost starting laughing at the expressions on some of the mechs faces.
"They… they think we're attractive?" Skyquake sounded disbelieving.
"That Vehicon that you kissed sure seemed happy that you did!" Starscream told him, sniggering.
"How about we spend the rest of today being outrageously flirtatious with the Vehicons?" Airachnid suggested. The shocked expressions on the faces of each of the mechs almost made her laugh.
"You can't be serious." Knock Out almost shouted.
"Knock Out just told us that all of the Vehicons are mechs. What do you take us for?" Breakdown joined in the shouting. It seemed only to be amusing her more.
:: And why would I want to? I have you after all. :: Starscream told her over a com.
"You're almost as bad as Soundwave!" She told them, not bothering to keep her laughter in now.
"We are not into mechs Airachnid." Dreadwing told her, in a deadpan tone.
"You don't need to be. That's my suggestion for the group dare. We all flirt with the Vehicons for the rest of the day. Unless anyone has any other suggestions…" She paused for a few nanokliks but received no answer.
"Right then, let's head out of here and…" She was interrupted by the sound of the intercom.
'Could the rest of my hierarchy please report to the bridge? I do not appreciate long disappearing acts!' Megatron's shouting made all of them scurry towards the door.
XxX
"Where have you all been hiding? It's not like some of you to be away from the bridge." Megatron asked them, sounding deceptively calm.
"Breakdown and I have been in the med-bay, as you would expect lord Megatron." Knock Out hoped that Megatron didn't enquire as to what he'd been up to.
"You don't really need to know the details of what I've been doing, do you?" Airachnid ran one of her fingers down Starscream's front, making him squirm. Megatron shook his head; deciding that he had no desire to hear about what happened behind closed doors between those two. He'd heard the rumours as well.
"My twin and I have been reviewing some reports in our quarters, lord Megatron." Dreadwing told him. Megatron thought this a little unusual, but didn't say anything; his officers were entitled to do their work in their quarters.
"Right… I'm sure you are all capable of finding out what it is you will be assigned today." He paused, expecting them to move off to check. When they hadn't moved after half a klik, he decided to 'encourage' them.
"Why are you all still stood around like dolts?" Megatron raised his voice and they all thought better of staying stood around. They'd glanced at their jobs now anyway. Monitor duty, joy… Starscream thought, already resigning himself to being bored for the rest of the solar cycle. Airachnid had glanced at her duties over her… well, she guessed it was her partner's, shoulder and saw that; as per usual, she had none. Does Megatron not think me capable of monitor duty like the rest of them? No matter; that just gives me more excuses to go and check up on how the rest of them are doing. She headed off out the door, after Knock Out and Breakdown. Skyquake and Dreadwing had both been assigned monitor duty as well, but purposefully didn't sit beside each other, like normal. This made Megatron suspicious; what were they up to? Had they had a fight? He decided that as long as it didn't interfere with their work, he'd leave them to sort it out themselves. Starscream already had his arms both on the desk; using them to support his head. Ugh, this should be used as a form of torture! How much longer have I got to do this for? He glanced at the clock and nearly shouted at how much time had passed. How can it have only been four kliks? It feels like it should have been at least four breems… He then stopped looking at the monitor for a moment, nothing ever happened anyway, and glanced at the Vehicons beside him. Airachnid said we're supposed to flirt with these mechs. What could she have been thinking? They wouldn't know how to respond! He thought, before glancing back at one of them. He must have realised he was being watched, as he turned to look.
"Is there a problem, commander?" The Vehicon asked. Starscream lifted his head up and properly turned to look at him.
"No… I'm just trying to think about the best way to speak to you…" The Vehicon hoped he'd heard that right. Commander Starscream wanted to speak to him?! He was so shocked he didn't answer.
"I'd bet you wish that you weren't on monitor duty right now…" Starscream paused, before lowering his voice.
"I know I do." The Vehicon wasn't exactly sure what changed about the way the commander spoke, but it was doing something to him. The Vehicon just about managed to answer this time though.
"Em… then what would you rather being doing, commander Starscream?" Starscream cringed inside at how well the Vehicon had set this one up, and at the fact he was going to say it!
"Come closer, I'll have to whisper it." Starscream told him quietly, as though he really didn't want anyone else to hear. The Vehicon did as asked and then Starscream told him.
"You…" The Vehicon stiffened; he thought commander Starscream and commander Airachnid were a thing! Maybe that was all just a front for something else… but why would Starscream want a Vehicon?
"Hmm… Why would I want you?" Starscream asked, and the Vehicon's face turned pale blue; he'd asked that out-loud!
"Because you are strong, handsome and good company on these boring shifts…" The Vehicon had to turn away from Starscream at that point; the commander had a seductive look in his optics. The Vehicon had decided that if he stuck around; he'd end up saying or doing something that he'd regret. He quickly stood up and walked off to find a replacement. Thank Primus… I thought I was going to have to keep that up! Starscream was inwardly cringing; he'd just flirted with a mech! It had been fun watching the Vehicon get flustered though. He decided that it could be fun to keep it up; and turned to the other Vehicon beside him.
"I bet you'd like to find out why they call me Screamer…"
XxX
I swear those Vehicons are the same three that came in this morning… What are they after? Knock Out pondered, glancing at the three Vehicons stood at the door.
"Can you help us? We all were stood too near the engines, and…"
"Didn't you come in with that excuse yesterday as well?" Knock Out asked. The Vehicons looked a little worried; had the medic worked it out?
"But, a medic's job is never done… You, come here!" Knock Out pointed at the Vehicon in the middle. She nervously walked forward and stood in front of him.
"Why don't you climb up there…?" He gestured to the berth.
"And tell the doctor where it hurts." The Vehicon couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did Knock Out sound suggestive just then? She was sure his voice sounded different too. She decided to obey; hoping maybe her wildest fantasies were about to come true, and the medic really was interested in her. She wondered how far it would be smart to push this… whatever it was.
"Em… it hurts most right here…" She pointed to her inner thigh, hoping that he'd examine that area… with his hands. That area doesn't appear to be… Oh! He obviously knows what I'm up to… Maybe I should play along… Knock Out thought, before lowering his head to take a look.
"There doesn't appear to be any particular injury here… How does it hurt?" The Vehicon shook a little, before following on with her idea.
"It feels like the cables are tight." She told him, struggling to keep her voice even. Knock Out had to suppress a snigger; this Vehicon clearly knew what he was doing! The things I do for the Dare Club… he thought, before adjusting his pose. He began to rub the area, as you would to try and relieve tight cables. He tried to keep the motions innocent; but the Vehicon's reactions seemed to suggest otherwise. After about half a klik, he stopped.
"Feel better now?" He asked. The Vehicon thought she was seeing things; was that a naughty look in his optics? She wasn't sure she could speak after that, so she nodded.
"Breakdown, could you bring me a rotary buffer for his scratches?" Knock Out made sure to ask loudly, as though Breakdown wasn't just out of sight. That made the Vehicons by the door stiffen a little.
"Sure thing." Breakdown said louder than necessary; best keep up Knock Out's illusion after all. He walked over and handed the buffer over.
"How about you see what you can do to help those two?" Knock Out told him. Breakdown wasn't sure what… Oh. Knock Out wants me to do what he's doing with that Vehicon to one of the other two over there. I don't ooze sex appeal the way he does…
"Do either of you need attention?" He asked. Neither of the Vehicons said anything, or moved to indicate they would be interested.
"I might only be Knock Out's assistant…" Breakdown paused, and then said in what he hoped was a suggestive manner.
"But I do know all his tricks." This made the Vehicon stood on the left step forward.
"Can you help me? I think my back is all tight…" He told Breakdown. This Vehicon would never admit it to anyone, but he was interested in both of the medical officers.
"Why don't you lie down over there, and I'll work my magic?" Breakdown wiggled his fingers a little, making the Vehicon shudder. He went over to the berth Breakdown pointed at, and lay face down. Breakdown moved over beside the berth and then leant down beside him.
"This might be a little… rough." Breakdown then stood back up and started to rub his fists against the Vehicon's back. The Vehicon shuddered, this had to be a dream… no way was he getting a massage from Breakdown… The Vehicon then had a thought, and shivered; wishing that it could be true. Instead, he knew his friend was getting attention from the one mech on the Nemesis she wanted; instead of him receiving attention from both of them.
"You feeling a bit better now?" Breakdown asked him, and he almost jumped.
"Yuh… yes sir." He answered; stumbling over his words.
"Now how about I get your scratches buffed out?" Breakdown asked. The Vehicon pondered where that buffer had come from.
"Well… I always carry one in subspace." Breakdown paused.
"Just in case Knock Out wants me to use it on him." The Vehicon had a good few scenarios running through his head at that comment, none of them innocent. He was certain he could feel his optics dimming, but he looked up. And saw what he thought looked like a smirk on Breakdown's face. He couldn't take that insinuation and went into stasis. Breakdown looked a little concerned; did he do something wrong? He gave the Vehicon a careful check over, before realising he was fine. Breakdown then glanced over at Knock Out only to see he was doing the same thing!
:: What'd you do? :: Breakdown asked.
:: He said that his faceplate hurt, so I asked if he'd like me to kiss it better. He went into stasis after that. What about you? ::
:: What? Err… I was going to buff out his scratches, and then he asked where the buffer came from. :: Knock Out smirked at what Breakdown told him.
:: Shall we see if the other Vehicon would like our help? :: Breakdown nodded, and both of them turned to face him. Said Vehicon shuddered at the smirk on Knock Out's face and the smile on Breakdown's.
"Would like us to help you feel better too?" Knock Out asked in his most suggestive voice. She collapsed on the spot from the naughty suggestions that her head created from that comment.
"Right, Breakdown; we'd better deal with the scratches on these two." Breakdown picked up the Vehicon on the floor and put him on a berth, before walking over to the Vehicon he'd been attending to. About a breem later, all three of the Vehicons onlined. The glanced up and saw the two mechs that made them go into stasis.
"Well, that's you three free to go." Breakdown told them. All three of them seemed to get the idea and stood up and headed for the door.
"But I'm sure you three clumsy Vehicons will be back tomorrow…" Knock Out speaking made them all turn.
"For our… expert consultation." Knock Out was speaking in his most seductive voice again. All three of the Vehicons squeaked just thinking about it, before all of them quickly headed out the door, not wanting to make bigger fools of themselves. After a few nanokliks, Breakdown turned to Knock Out.
"Should we do something like that for every Vehicon that comes in here today?"
"Definitely. We probably made those three's solar cycle." Knock Out answered.
XxX
Does nothing ever happen on this warship? I know lord Megatron is a brilliant leader, but does that really mean that no one ever does anything? Almost makes me wish that the Dare Club wasn't a forbidden thing… Dreadwing thought to himself. He quickly glanced over at Megatron and saw… Is he taking a nap again? Dreadwing shook his head; how did his leader manage to keep the warship under control while dreaming of… whatever it was Megatron dreamed about. Dreadwing had no desire to find out. He was also certain he could hear Vehicons whispering behind him.
"Go and ask him something!" One of them said.
"No way! He's…" One of them stumbled over his words.
"Your spark's desire?" If that had been a normal mech, Dreadwing would be certain that he would be smirking.
"What? Who told you?" The second one that spoke sounded annoyed and embarrassed at the same time.
"Go and ask him something, and I might tell you." The third one told him. This seemed to make up the second one's mind, as a few nanokliks later, Dreadwing felt a finger tapping him on the shoulder.
"What is it you wanted?" He turned to look at the Vehicon, with what he hoped was a dreamy look in his optics. The Vehicon didn't answer straight away, and Dreadwing was sure he saw a faint blush on the Vehicon's face.
"Do… do you need anything, commander?" He asked nervously. Dreadwing paused, as though pondering what he needed, before answering.
"You could sit here. I wouldn't mind someone to talk to." He then motioned for the Vehicon to sit. The Vehicon was thinking 'Really? The commander wants to talk to me?' but he moved to sit beside Dreadwing. Said mech looked calm on the outside, but inside was terrified.
:: What do I do? :: He commed his twin.
:: How about I come and give you a hand? There's got to be some Vehicons with those kinds of fantasies… :: Dreadwing's face nearly went blue thinking about that. There were mechs who wanted both him and his twin? It was at that point that he realised that Vehicon was speaking.
"Do… do you fancy sparring?" The Vehicon asked nervously. Dreadwing couldn't help thinking 'Is he serious?' before answering.
"I have been assigned monitor duty. Therefore I must carry it out." The Vehicon looked disappointed, so Dreadwing reached across and put one of his hands on the Vehicon's arm.
"But if you are interested, I would be happy to indulge you after my shift." The Vehicon couldn't believe it; did Dreadwing sound flirtatious just then? He must have been hearing things.
:: Looks like you don't need my help brother. :: Skyquake commed him, and Dreadwing glanced up.
:: I think your assistance would still be helpful. :: He hasn't fled like the one Starscream spoke to… Dreadwing added to himself. Skyquake seemed to get the idea and came over to sit on the other side of the Vehicon. Said Vehicon jumped when he felt a hand on his other arm. He glanced up and saw… this had to be a dream.
"I couldn't help overhearing… you wish to spar later?" Skyquake waited for a nod before continuing,
"Surely you would rather do so with me? I am better at it." Skyquake hoped his twin got the hint.
"Get your own sparring partner, Skyquake!" Dreadwing raised his voice a little; he had a feeling he knew what Skyquake was planning.
"I'm sure he'd be happy to spar with both of us." Skyquake turned to the Vehicon and said Vehicon nearly flushed blue at the smirk on the green twin's face. The Vehicon stuttered out an answer.
"You… you both want to spar with me?" Both of the twins glanced up and smirked at each other, before returning to the Vehicon.
"If you are up for it." It was Dreadwing's turn to smirk at the Vehicon, which gave said Vehicon the shivers at another thought.
"Do you two normally share sparring partners?" Both twins had a similar naughty thought at that comment.
"If they are amiable." Dreadwing answered.
"Some of them do like to grapple with both of us." Skyquake smirked when the Vehicon's face turned blue; clearly the Vehicon's thoughts had gone the exact way the twins wanted them to. The Vehicon began to feel a little faint at the idea of the next question; but with what Skyquake insinuated, he was certain he knew the answer.
"Do you two share p-p-partners?" The twins thought he sounded a little hopeful. Better not squash that hope. Dreadwing thought.
"If they are interested in both of us." Dreadwing told the Vehicon, with a smirk.
"We are twins, after all…" Skyquake paused, also smirking at the Vehicon.
"We are good at sharing." Both of them said at the same time, making the Vehicon collapse. Clearly his mind couldn't take the insinuation he could have both. Dreadwing quickly checked the Vehicon to make sure he was alright. Upon seeing that he was, he glanced up to his twin.
"I really hope that doesn't become a rumour…" Dreadwing thought, out loud to see what Skyquake's feelings were on it.
"I don't think we will be worrying about that." He gestured over to the other two Vehicons Dreadwing heard speaking. Both of them were collapsed on the floor as well.
"Does this mean that both of them have 'the hots' for both of us too?" Dreadwing asked. Skyquake only smirked.
"Maybe. Do you think Knock Out should take a look over these three, make sure that they really haven't blown something?" Skyquake asked after a few nanokliks. Dreadwing's answer was to pick up the Vehicon by his feet.
XxX
Why is it that every time I go towards a Vehicon, they bolt? Airachnid thought to herself. She'd been wandering the ship for a while now and she still hadn't flirted with anyone. Maybe it is time to pay a visit to my Insecticons. She seemed to think that was a brilliant idea, so she promptly turned around and headed towards their portion of the ship. After about half a breem, she reached the door to 'The Hive', as the others had taken to calling it. It looked more like an oversized and underused training room that the Insecticons had taken over to her. She walked in and saw that the Insecticons did look a bit restless.
"What are your orders, your majesty?" Hardshell asked, before bowing to her.
"Could you come with me, I'm sure Bombshock could take charge while you are away…" She tried to sound wistful; she figured Hardshell might not pick up on that. Hardshell told Bombshock to take charge before following his mistress out the door.
"Don't you get tired of this, Hardshell?" She asked, cryptically.
"Of what, your majesty?" Airachnid decided to play this based on his response; she was vague on purpose.
"The formalities." She answered.
"It is necessary, you are my queen." Hardshell answered her. It sounded like a pre-programmed response to her.
"Don't you ever wish…" She paused before lowering her voice.
"That they weren't." She tried not snigger when he stiffened. He pondered it for a few nanokliks.
"Sometimes, when I'm feeling a little wound up." He answered. He kind of brought this response on himself… She thought before answering him.
"What do you mean, wound up?" She saw him stiffen again and was sure she saw the faintest hint of a blush in his cheeks.
"Whenever the Vehicons, or even some of the female Insecticons, mention how cute or amazing you and commander Starscream look together; it annoys me." He told her. Airachnid stiffened now; was he going to tell her what she thought he was?
"Why would you be annoyed by that?" She asked, trying not to honestly sound intrigued.
"Would you not be annoyed if you saw the mech you lusted after with another femme?" Hardshell's response confirmed Airachnid's suspicions; Hardshell was interested in her romantically.
"I suppose so…" She then paused, as a naughty suggestion came into her mind. I hope this doesn't end badly for either of us.
"Of course, commander Starscream doesn't need to be my… exclusive partner." She noticed Hardshell stiffen again, a hopeful look in his visor.
"Might… I have a chance?" Hardshell asked. Airachnid decided to keep his hope alive, using her normal way of attracting mechs.
"You'd have to fit my three criteria…" She paused before lowering her voice.
"Which I'll test you for now, if you stand with your back to that wall." She pointed. Hardshell didn't know what she was planning, but he decided he liked where this was going.
"As you command… Airachnid." She decided she liked the way he said her name just then. It doesn't quite rev me up the way Starscream does though… She thought. She saw that Hardshell had his back against the wall, so she stepped forward.
"You're probably going to enjoy this." She told him. Hardshell was sure her voice sounded more seductive. He then felt her running her hands across his stomach, as if trying to feel through the armour plating there. Either way, the touches felt good. He stiffened when her hands went lower, stroking across his crotch plate in a similar manner. Is she trying to judge my size? Is that what female Insecticons look for in a partner? Hardshell was confused if that was the case; why would Airachnid have chosen commander Starscream as her partner if she was into large mechs?
"Well… you pass tests one and two. Now for test three." She told him, before smirking.
"Test three involves you kissing me." Hardshell stiffened. There was no way that she could be serious about that, was there? She leant her head towards his, confirming to him she was serious. Why do I get the feeling that I'm going to be woken up? He pondered, before deciding if he was going to be woken up; he'd better make sure he was enjoying it. He carefully put his mouth against hers, wary of moving his lips; he didn't want to hurt her. He did however slide his tongue into her mouth, letting it stroke the inside. A few nanokliks later, he pulled back. Airachnid looked to be considering something.
"You lack a little finesse… But I suppose you pass test three as well." She told him. Hardshell's response was to pick her up and cuddle her. OK… maybe I shouldn't have led him on like that. She thought, relaxing a little. Then a naughty thought sprung into her mind.
"How would you like to be trussed up in my webbing?" She whispered in a seductive voice. Hardshell stiffened and let her go. Airachnid knew she saw a blush on his cheeks this time.
"Right now?" He asked, sounding very nervous.
"If you insist." She shot some of her webbing, and pinned both of his hands to the wall.
"A-Airachnid… I'm not…" Hardshell started to speak, but Airachnid hushed him with a claw over his lips.
"I'll be back in a klik…" She told him, before heading back inside the Hive. She made sure to close the door before asking.
"Any of you got the hots for Hardshell?" More than a few femmes and a couple of mechs nervously raised their hands, not sure why she was asking.
"Follow me, but wait at the door until I say." She told them. They seemed confused but all moved to wait beside the door. Airachnid then walked through the door and walked around the corner.
"Why did you tie me up like this?" Hardshell asked.
"I thought maybe you deserved a little attention…" She told him, running her hand across his chest again. He looked worried; was she really going to do this right now?
"And you've been so caught up in trying to attract my attention, that you didn't realise how many had their attentions on you." Hardshell couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Who wants Hardshell?" She shouted around the corner. More than a few shouts of 'Me!' answered her.
"Then come and get him!" She told the group at the door. They came around the corner quite quickly and then saw what she was talking about.
"Are there any limits?" One of the female Insecticons asked. The others seemed inquisitive as well; their very kind queen had stuck the object of their affections to the wall.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She told them. All of them sounded pleased at that; based on what they'd heard happened between her and commander Starscream, that gave them almost free reign! Hardshell shivered at the group of at least a dozen Insecticons advancing on him.
"Airachnid! Don't just leave me here like…" Hardshell started to protest but then one of the female Insecticons silenced his protests with a kiss.
"Have fun!" She told them, before walking off. She didn't hear any shouts of protest from Hardshell after that. What she and the other Insecticons couldn't have been aware of was that all of that was being caught on one of the many cameras aboard the Nemesis.
XxX
At the end of the solar cycle, all of them decided it would be a good idea to meet up in med-bay.
"That was fun!" Airachnid told the rest of them when she walked through the doors. She couldn't help but notice Starscream looked cross.
"How many other mechs do intend to kiss?" Starscream growled.
"What do you mean?" She asked innocently. Everyone else was getting excited; it looked like there might be a full on fight brewing!
"I saw you kissing Hardshell." He told her, glaring at her.
"How? I thought you were on monitor duty." Airachnid looked worried.
"I was. And I glanced at the camera readout just outside the Insecticon Hive and I find you and Hardshell locked together at the mouth!" Starscream screeched at her.
"You saw that…" She sounded a little annoyed herself; whether it was at being caught or something else the others had no idea.
"Yes, as it happens I did!"
"Well, did you see what happened about a couple of kliks after that?" She asked, clearly also angry now.
"What… what do you mean?" He sounded worried.
"He didn't. I did; he swapped with me after seeing you and Hardshell kissing." Skyquake told them all.
"Do you mind explaining to him what exactly he missed?" It was Airachnid's turn to glare at her partner now.
"She stuck Hardshell to the wall and then went off into the Hive. She came back out about half a klik later and, about half a klik after that, about a dozen Insecticons came out. All of them began to kiss and well… you get the idea, Hardshell. I stopped watching when saw something I'd rather forget…" Skyquake shuddered.
"I'm intrigued now, what was it?" Airachnid asked.
"One of them managed to remove his crotch plating…" Skyquake told her, his cheeks turning pale blue.
"Sounds like Hardshell had fun this afternoon!" Knock Out sniggered.
"Since we have now sorted out what I thought of the solar cycle's events…" She paused to glare at Starscream.
"What about the rest of you?" She turned to the rest of them, purposefully ignoring Starscream.
"That was… more fun than I thought it would be." Dreadwing told her. Skyquake nodded his head too; she decided she might have to enquire about what they'd been up to later.
"I don't think I've ever seen so many Vehicons collapse or black out in one solar cycle before!" Knock Out told them.
"I didn't think that many Vehicons had such fantasies involving me and the doc." Breakdown shook his head with a shrug. Airachnid thought there would be a story or two there as well.
"That was so humiliating! I can't believe I had to flirt with all of those mechs…"
"Starscream, did you enjoy it?" Knock Out asked, rolling his optics at Starscream's display of dramatics.
"Their reactions were, admittedly, quite funny at times." He answered.
"Then quit your whining!" Dreadwing shouted at him. Starscream grumbled under his breath at being told off.
"What happens now?" Skyquake asked.
"We all go recharge and then meet back up in here tomorrow." Knock Out told them.
"Will it be the same kind of things?" Breakdown asked.
"It usually is." Dreadwing shrugged.
"You might want to think of things to dare us to do, or truths you want to know…" Starscream told them, already plotting some ideas of his own.
"And with that, Starscream and myself will see you all tomorrow." Airachnid grabbed said mech's arm and dragged him off out the door.
"What do you think the chances are of Starscream and Airachnid making it up to each other, in berth?" Knock Out asked.
"As much as I hate to admit it, almost certain." Breakdown answered.
AN: I think I'll just leave that there, until the next morning that is! Where there will be more madness! You will have probably noticed that some of the Vehicons and Insecticons that fancy the higher ranks are male (Particularly in Dreadwing/Skyquake and Hardshell's cases). Someone pointed it out to me in the previous fic that some of the Vehicons/Insecticons should have been male in some situations, so I changed it a little here. And yes, I felt Hardshell having a crush on Airachnid would be cute, so I snuck it in there…