Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. Sunscream and Starstreaker are my creations. Building up to the birth of the seekerlings. This has implied slash and m preg. No like – no read. This is strictly a fan fic. No flames or harsh comments. Constructive criticisms welcome. Enjoy!

Four months later

Sunny (G1) was now bedridden as he was 7 months along with triplet seekerlings. His beautiful paint job had a blemish, and that blemish was where his distended abdomen stuck out, showing just how pregnant the bot was. Starscream (Armada) was a good sparkmate, doing his best to help Sunny out, but Sunny was a difficult and moody bot right now. In fact, Sunny was moodier than usual, but Starscream took it all in stride, knowing that most of it was due to the fact that the yellow Lamborghini was pregnant. Starscream secretly laughed every time he watched Sunny moan over the "damage to his paint job" knowing that even though Sunstreaker did not like to be pregnant, he was looking forward to meeting the new little seekerlings that were just biding their time.

Sunny, used to being independent and able to do things on his own, hated being dependent upon his sparkmate for even the most basic of things such as turning over in the berth. Starscream was amazed at the size of his sparkmate's abdomen. Starscream could hardly wait for the little seekerlings to come, but he judged by the fact that Sunny swore a lot now, that the bot was going to swear even more when it was time to give birth to the little ones. Starscream could say one thing, he was glad it was Sunstreaker who was giving birth and not him, but Starscream had a hard time withstanding the twin sparklings Sunscream and Starstreaker making a mess of everything. Why me, thought Starscream, why did I get the sparklings who don't care about how they look?

Sunny was recharging on his left side while Starscream was watching the little sparklings. Both Sunscream and Starstreaker were hoping the seekerlings would be mechs while Sunny and Screamer were hoping that they would be healthy (and well behaved femmes). But while Sunny was recharging, he got the strangest signal, and then realized what it meant, he was going to have three little mech seekerlings. Oh great, he thought in his sleep, just what we need more screamers around here.

Starscream was watching the twins, surprised at just how precious they were, even if they were holy terrors. Sunscream was constantly chewing on things and being sneaky while his twin Starstreaker ran around shouting and screaming as well as trying to pull pranks on others. Starscream always kept a sharp optic on the little ones as the Decepticons were still around and sparklings were easy targets, especially these two as they were Starscream's sparklings. There had been skirmishes recently, but Sunstreaker and Starscream were left at the Autobot base as neither was in a position where they could afford to possibly end up offlined. All Starscream and Sunstreaker could do was wait until the day the little seekerlings would decide to come.

(2 months later)

Sunny groaned loudly as his distended abdomen weighed him down as well as ruined the paint job he had. Starscream was absolutely flabbergasted at just how large his sparkling had become. Sunscream and Starstreaker were curious as they had never seen mommy so big. Yes even though Starscream gave birth to Sunscream, both twins now called Sunny mommy. Starscream had to stop himself from laughing every time Sunny whined about how this whole pregnancy ruined his precious paint job. There were only two ways to stop the bot from whining – 1) Starscream polish Sunny's chassis or 2) Starscream interface with the extremely pregnant bot. Both presented risks, as number one usually led to number two, but they had to make sure the other little sparklings were nowhere around.

On one particular night, Sunstreaker fell into recharge early, something he did occasionally, as being pregnant, his body required more rest to form the little seekerlings that were growing inside him. On this night though, things were going to take a radical shift from the norm.

Starscream, having finally gotten the ornery two twins to bed walked into his and his sparkmate's room. Starscream got a "loving" look in his optics as he stared lovingly at his recharging sparkmate. Sunny's gentle "sighs" just made Starscream laugh. Well, at least he doesn't snore, thought Starscream as he remembered what it was like when he had to recharge with his brothers Skywarp and Thundercracker, both of whom snored like freight trains. Starscream, glad to no longer hearing snoring but hear soft sighs and purrs, thought that this night was perfect. And so Starscream, unaware of what was to come carefully crawled into the large birth and snuggled up next to Sunny, snaking an arm right over the yellow bot's distended abdomen. Though asleep, Sunny sent out love through his spark bond to his sparkmate and Starscream returned the love. Nothing, thought Starscream, nothing could ruin this night.

A few hours later, Starscream woke up. Unsure as to why he had woken up, Starscream began to gaze around the room. Something did not quite feel right. As Starscream's optics slowly adjusted to the dim lighting in the room, Starscream saw something that made his spark run a little cold – there was oil running down his arm and onto his leg. At first Starscream quietly flipped out, as he thought he was leaking oil from an unseen wound, but as the seeker onlined more of his systems, he realized that there was oil all over his arm and legs, all over the berth, and all over the lower portion of his sparkmate, and that is when it hit the seeker squarely between the optics….the little seekerlings were coming and they were coming NOW!