Title: Transformers: Boredom
Universe: G1
Pairings: None
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Author's Note: Starscream must deal with a bored Skywarp, much to his chagrin. This is my Flash Fan Fiction (the theme was to exclude the word "in" – kinda tricky to do, actually). Word count: 280
"All for One" update: The next chapter of my "All for One" series (titled "War") is done. I just need to edit it, and I will post it in (hopefully) a week or so.
"Go away."
"How'd you know I was here?"
Starscream clenched his fists. "You're not that sneaky. And this is my lab. Go away."
"But I'm lonely, Screamer. TC's injured and Hook kicked me out of the repair bay." Skywarp crossed his arms, shoulders hunched.
"Not my concern. Your presence here, now, is my concern. Now, go! And don't call me that!"
"I'm bored! No one wants me around."
"That's never bothered you before. Nor does it appear to bother you now, given my repeated statements telling you to leave. Which you're ignoring. Repeatedly." The Air Commander paused, thinking. He held up one finger. "Wait. You said Hook kicked you out? You're listening to him, but not to me?"
"Well, yeah. It's Hook. You're just, well, you."
"Excuse me?" Starscream narrowed his optics.
"Well, you'd just shoot me and then Hook would fix me. But if I annoy Hook, the Constructicons would slag me, and then what medic would to fix me?"
"I am your commanding officer, your trine leader–"
"Exactly. We're trine." Skywarp's wings slumped. "I miss TC. Don't you?"
"He'll be fixed shortly. There's no reas– don't play with that!"
Skywarp froze, then carefully returned a beaker of viscous liquid to it's stand. "What's that?"
"It's a highly unstable, and explosive, compound. Please refrain from blowing us up!"
"Oh. Megatron lets you have explosives?"
"Of course not."
"But … you have it?"
"Of course."
"And he knows…?"
"Of course not."
"But–" Skywarp began.
"I do miss Thundercracker." Starscream shook his head. "He would have caught on much sooner."