When I woke the next morning, Soundwave was gone. Rumble and Frenzy lay on my chasis, soaking up the natural heat that my spark produces.

Rumble's vent stutter softly, a Cybertronian version of a yawn, as he scrubbed a servo over his faceplate, "Hm? Oh, you're finally awake. Boss was called to the bridge by Lord Megatron."

"And you're still here, why?" I hum, more curious then upset.

Frenzy moans lazily, "Because we wanted to stay. We like you and Soundwave seems to trusts you."

"Besides," Rumble offlines his visor, "You produce a lot more heat then Soundwave and it feels nice."

I hold off the urge to laugh and stare down at the two. They were acting like lazy Cybercats! I sigh and reach up to rearrange them slightly.

"Wha-?" Frenzy sleepily protests.

"Shush, I need to get up. Unless you wish to be put down, then stay quiet and enjoy the warmth while I carry you two back to Officer Soundwave." I shush them firmly. I place my arms under them as I sit up and they lay in the crooks of my elbow joints. They turn slightly and lean against my chasis, their servos reaching up to hook onto my armor. Their helms nuzzle into my chasis and almost instantly fall into a light recharge. I shake my helm at them and make sure my battle mask was closed before leaving the room.

I enter the bridge and freeze when a room full of optics land on my form, most of them fellow drones. I climb down to the lower observation level where Soundwave sat at a large console. I was well aware of Lord Megatron's optics follow my every move as well. I approach Soundwave and nudge him shoulder to make him turn around.

"Here." I mutter, "I have repair duty, I need my servos free and I doubt they will wish to stay through such boring proceedures."

Soundwave holds his arms out and everyones optics finally notice the two sleeping symbiotes in my arms. I carefully place them in a comfortable position and slowly extract my servos, ready to catch them in case Soundwave didn't have a good grip on them. I stand up straight and salute at Soundwave's nod. I ignore the excited whispers coming from the drone and the stunned look Megatron was giving me.

It didn't take me long to check in with the engineers and receive my task from them. However, to my dislike, it was on top of the Nemesis. Don't get me wrong, the flight deck had an amazing view but the wind was a force to reckon with. Not only did it risk taking non-flyers to their death but if in colder regions, there was the threat of having your energon freeze in your lines, an instant frozen death.

I walk out slowly, glad that we were flying over one of the warmer areas of the planet. The wind pushed against me but I manage to make my way over to the communications antennae that was damaged in the recent flight through an electrical storm. I open the paneling and groan at the charred wires and shattered relays, this was going to take some time. I decide to listen to some music as I work, it often made things like this pass by quicker.

Three songs later and I'm half way done with the repairs when the next song gains my attention. Huh, has a nice beat... My helm nods to the music, what delightful sounds. My pede starts tapping along with those clicking like notes. What is this song called? Hey Mami by Sylvan Esso (Big Wild Remix)? What a strange name but it sounded great. My hips start swaying, my attention falling onto the song for a moment. I'll finish in a moment. My hips rock as I lean from side to side, humming along with the music. My pedes tap against the hull of the ship as my servo raised themselves above my helm. I wave them down and twirl lightly, sliding my pedes around gracefully. As the song reached the middle, I slowed down to match the soft climax, crouching down sensually rubbing my shoulders as my body rocked side to side. I lift my servos over my helm and wave them down to caress the ship. As the tempo started again, I twist as I rose back to my full height and rubbed my sides as I raised them above my helm.

"Where did you learn to do that?"

I jump in fright and online my visor, unaware that it had offlined in the first place. I stumble as a strong gust of air pushed against me but I catch myself and look up.

"Well?" Starscream scowls at me.

I'm glad my mask hid my expression of mortification and humiliation at being caught not only slacking off but moving in such inappropriate ways. "A-ah, apologies, Commander Starscream. I-I was only moving with the song, I a-allowed it to guide me, that's all."

The silver seeker looks me up and down with a hum, "Is that so?"

"I'm sorry for slacking off, I'm sure you would rather not see my clumsy movements." I rub my arm in embarrassment.

"Clumsy?" He seemed genuinely surprised at my choice of words, "You seemed adequate and graceful to me."

I tense uncertainly, "T-thank you for your kind words, Commander Starscream, but I don't think I'm that good at all."

His optics narrow at me and I secretly start panicking, had I said something to upset the SIC? He stalks up to me, ignoring how tense I was, he walks around me slowly, touching my shoulder, hips and arm which contemplative hums.

"You say you went with the music, correct?" He tilts my helm up with one of his long sharp digits.

"Yes?" I say uncertainly, where was this going?

He huffs and steps back. Suddenly, I receive a ping and open the comm. A song started playing over it. It was Cybertronian made but... is this an old ballet?! I look at the seeker in surprise, "Then show me." He hums and clasps one of my servos. He places in on his waist and grips the other while placing his other servo on my shoulder.

"But- I- What- How- Do- Um-" I sputter anxiously. My servos shaking in distress as the slightly taller mech waits for me to move impatiently. I've never thought the seeker would ever get near me let alone let me touch him.

He sighs harshly, "Relax. Pretend I'm not here or that your within one of your fellow drones, if it helps. I only wish to see how you react when dancing with a partner."

I calm down some as he resets the song. This time I take a deep vent and focus on the song, tentatively focus on the song. I don't know many Cybertronian songs, having been made when the planet was already dead but this one, while unrecognizable, was slow, smooth and elegant. It called for slow sweeping movements and graceful steps. The more I focus on the song the more my servos stopped shaking. The seeker hums quietly and resets the song once more but this time, I start moving. I take a step back lightly swinging the seeker to the side as I take a step forward. I bring the mech closer and offline my visor, letting my frame move on its own. Step, step, twirl, step, let go and lift servo up and away from the seeker. I pull he twirls into my arm and I dip him gently. I pull him up and twirl him around with one servo. His wings slide against my chasis as we rock together, servos intertwined. I move to the left, grasping his hips and lift him into the way to twirl him up as the tempo lifted higher. I don't hear the way his vents hitch nor do I see the way his optics widen. He bends a leg and arches so the his servos tapped my shoulders. Twirl, twirl, twirl, swing to the side into a dip with a servo one his still out stretched leg. I bring him up so that our frames were mashed together, clutching his bent leg and holding it to my hip, I spin around so that his hell cut into the floor and he falls into another dip. As the song came to an end, I brought him up smoothly so that our chasis' touch. I feel one of his servos lay onto my arm wrapped around his waist and another lays on my shoulder.

Our engines rumbled lowly as he stay frozen like that. I'm sure that if we weren't on the flight deck being blast with cool wind, our cooling fans would be on. I online my optics and look at Starscream apprehensively. His wide optics were staring at me, stunned at my display and ease.

"Impressive." He purrs with a smirk.

I quickly let him go and clutch my servos behind my back to hide their shaking. I step away and nod at him, "Thank you, Commander Starscream." I'm thankful I manage not to stutter. Out of all the officers, Starscream is the ones that scares me the most, his unpredictability was even worse then Lord Megatron's.

"To think a Vehicon Drone would excell in a Seeker courting dance, albeit, a grounded version." He smirks as I tense at the knowledge. Oh dear, I had not known that was what that song went to. I sincerely hope that doesn't mean what I think it means... Starscream carresses my cheek as he struts past me, "You'll be seeing more of me, little drone." He leans to whisper into my audios, "I accept the proposal." He cackles as he heads inside the ship.

Scrap. Frag. Slag. Pit. Primus' shiny aft! Unicron's tainted spark. My spark is instantly filled with fear, anger and exasperated stress. My servos tremble as I finish my work. I had not meant to ask to court him! The fragger tricked me! Oh, I hope this doesn't bite me in the aft later on. I shudder, what did such a courting entail anyway?