Mackenzie
"So, here we are again." Starscream said simply. "Yup." "So, what do you want to do, Mackenzie?" "You know, you can call me Kenzie. ...If you want." Starscream seemed a little surprised. But only for a split second. "Ok then, Kenzie." He said with a smile. My stomach chose that moment to growl loudly. "...Was that you?" Starscream asked, with the robotic equivalent of a raised eyebrow on his face. "Yeah. I'd totally forgotten that I hadn't eaten since I came here." "...Right. I forgot that too. ...I'll call Thundercracker and Skywarp." The two other jets were in the room in minutes. Starscream informed them of the problem and they left the room.
Thundercracker
"What the frag do humans eat anyways?" I asked of my purple trinemate. He shrugged, so we went to consult our main source of information on Earth; the internet. I plopped down in the chair in front of the computer in my quarters with Skywarp standing just behind my right shoulder. I pulled up Google and simply typed "food" then hit the search button. The first link gave ads and the address of a grocery store. We flew to the address provided by the site.
Once we landed in a large (by human standards) alleyway behind the grocery store, Skywarp immediately activated his holoform. Skywarp hacked a nearby ATM, which spewed a stack of green paper bills. I activated my holoform, snatched the money, and went inside the store. It was much bigger than I expected. I ended up taking a bunch of random things. Once back to the front of the store, I stared into the basket and looked over my "purchases." The labels said that I had grabbed one can of tuna, one frozen steak, one box of pasta, one container of sea salt, an apple, a box of "Sugar Explosion Cereal", a carton of 2% milk, a bag of something called "Pixy Stix", and a carrot. I begrudgingly waited in line, allowed the fleshy behind the check stand to scan the items, which she seemed confused about for some reason, and when she gave me a dollar amount, I dropped the money on the counter and walked out. From what I saw from my peripheral vision, she was staring stunned at the stack of bills.
I walked out to the back of the store, where Skywarp was waiting, crouched and out of sight sandwiched between the grocery story and the bowling alley behind it. The alley we were currently in was most likely for large deliveries. I deactivated my holoform, stuffed the grocery bags in my cockpit and Warp and I took off.
Mackenzie
Thundercracker and Skywarp returned. Thundercracker opened his hand and dumped the contents on the table. "We went to a grocery store. I just kinda grabbed whatever." Thundercracker said with a shrug. "You've never done this before, have you?" I asked politely. "No. Why?" Thundercracker asked. "Half of this isn't even edible." Skywarp had to hold back laughter, Starscream looked confused, and Thundercracker looked embarrassed. "It's ok, really. How could you know? But let me teach you." I said. I picked up the steak. "This needs to be cooked first. Raw meat carries disease." I set down the meat and displayed the salt instead. "This goes on other food, not alone. Well, technically I could eat it alone, but... ick." And so it went. After sorting out the inedible stuff, which they disposed of, I sat down with what I actually could eat. And I of course decided to go with the Pixy Stix.
I downed 20 packets right away. The sugar rush followed quickly after. Not knowing what to do with that much energy, I suggested we should have another dance party. Starscream and Thundercracker seemed hesitant, but with prodding from Skywarp, they caved. I blasted Caramelldansen, and Skywarp and I immediately started the dance. Without stopping the movement in my hips, I called to the very confused jets "Copy us!" They reluctantly started the dance tentatively, but slowly got more into it. About halfway through, Thundercracker called "Am I doing it right, Mackenzie?" I replied "Yeah! And you can call me Kenzie if you want." Thundercracker paused in speech, but not in dancing. After a moment, he said "You can call me TC if you want." "You can use my nickname." Skywarp piped up. "Mine too." Starscream added. "What happened to 'slag anyone else who dares'?" I asked. "Well, you're different." Thundercracker said, with nods of assent from the others. I smiled wide. Then the song ended.
Skywarp and I tried to teach Starscream and Thundercracker the Macarana, which had them tripping over their own limbs, as Skywarp had done when he was learning. The picked it up relatively quickly though. After the last dance, my sugar rush had finally completely dwindled, leaving me dog tired. Thundercracker and Skywarp left to the own respective quarters and Starscream lay on his own berth. "You know, you, TC, and Warp are really nice." I muttered. "You aren't so bad yourself." Screamer replied before the red glow from his eyes dimmed, signaling his falling asleep.
I rolled over in my makeshift bed. I couldn't fall asleep though. The thin cloth offered no warmth, and I was cold. Finally giving up on trying to sleep despite that fact, I rolled out of bed and dropped the distance to the floor from the tabletop. I landed hard on my heels, causing immediate soreness, but I was ok. I walked up to Starscream's berth and found hand holds on his small (for him anyways) bedside table so that I could scramble up unto the berth. I climbed up onto his arm, and as I was pulling myself up onto his chest, I discovered that he was warm. Before I could develop on that thought further however, Starscream jerked awake, I barely was able to keep from falling off him and ended up splayed on my front side from the sudden motion. "Kenzie? What're you doing?" "I couldn't sleep. I was cold." I paused. "Can I sleep with you?" I hadn't thought that last part out, and I instantly regretted it. Screamer looked at me, confused. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't-" I started. "No, it's ok. You can stay here I guess..." He said. "Thank you." I said quietly. I scooted over so that I was laying with my back against his orange cockpit. He gently laid his hand over me. I was grateful for the warmth he provided. He looked down to me. "Comfortable?" He asked. "Yes." I said. I meant it too, which was kind of odd considering the fact that he was made of metal. He laid his head back and fell back into slumber. I quickly followed suit, which was easy in my warm metallic cocoon.