Hiccoughs

Starscream had returned from gathering some of the materials they would need to carry out their work. He looked at the damage and scoring on his wing that he had received during the raids and cursed. Blasted Autobots! They seemed to favour taking shots at him instead of trying to take out Megatron. The only thing that Starscream knew at this point was that he desperately wanted to recharge and repair himself. He continued to grumble as he entered his quarters and shuffled through the dark room. Just as he was about to fall into his recharge bed he remembered Goldenwing and stopped short before he fell on top of her. He peered into the darkness and could make out her sleeping form and complained to himself yet again about having to share his quarters with her, although one would be hard pressed to believe him as he had a large grin on his face. After watching her for a few moments he then sighed and went to retrieve some Energon cubes for her and sat them on a table nearby. Still grumbling he went into the lab to begin work on the new weapon and fix his damaged wing.

Goldenwing woke feeling refreshed. She stretched and discovered that she felt hungry; however it was a different kind of hunger to what she had known as a human. Looking around she saw the Energon cubes glowing a faint purple in the dim room and instinctively began to drink them. Sadly for Goldenwing no one had explained to her that you couldn't just guzzle the stuff down. The Energon quickly hit her system and she soon felt dizzy and quickly moved on to being drunk. The taste of it was wonderful, almost sweet and it compelled her to drink more deeply. Once she had finished the first cube she shrugged and figured to hell with it and quickly drank down the other. Fighting back a fit of giggles she looked around the room and decided to go the lab.

Starscream's optics widened when he saw Goldenwing come stumbling in.

"What have you done?"

She smiled widely at him, "Oh, nothing. I didn't know you guys could get drunk!" She started laughing uncontrollably. Starscream sighed in exasperation.

"Why did you drink the Energon so quickly? Now you've over energized and we can't get to work."

She looked annoyed, "Well, bright boy, someone didn't tell me that you have to sip it like tea, did they? You seem to forget that I've not always been a robot!" Goldenwing then stumbled back into the other room in a sulk.

Starscream put down what he had been working on and went to check on her and muttered to himself, "Blasted femme! She's going to end up being more trouble than she's worth in the end."

He found her sitting on the edge of the recharge bed with her head in her hands, looking sorry for herself. She looked up at him sorrowfully and then her expression changed to one of rage. With a growl she flew up off the bed and went to attack Starscream, yet in her inebriated state she tripped over her own feet and fell forward. Starscream broke her fall and righted her. After another giggling fit Goldenwing's expression changed yet again and her green optics shone brightly up at him with a slight smile on her lips. Before Starscream could see what was going to happen she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms tightly around him and kissed him. He pushed her away quickly.

"What do you think you are doing?!"

Goldenwing looked startled by his response to her but she merely smiled at him and tried to go for him again, however he's ready for her and keeps her at arms length, trying his hardest not to laugh at her.

"I think it's fair to say that you've had way too much to drink."

She says to him in a dusky voice, "Perhaps. Perhaps not." Her optics continue to gaze up at Starscream and she struggles to get close to him again. Starscream smirks at her and fights to keep her away.

"As much as I like having the femmes after me I don't think it would be very fair of me to take advantage of you while you're in this state, do you?" Although, if he were being completely honest with himself, he had to admit that he was sorely tempted.

Goldenwing smiled at him sweetly and before she can even mutter an answer, she passed out in his arms. Starscream shakes his head and laughs as he carefully lays her down on the floor. He puts a couple of pillows under her head and then happily collapses into his recharge bed for a much deserved rest.

"Ugh... What happened?" Goldenwing's optics open to find herself on the floor. Her processors felt a bit frazzled and she slowly raised herself up off the ground. What had she done? With a slow realization, it began to come back to her and she groaned to herself.

"Oh, no, I didn't try and do what I think I tried to, did I?" She rubbed her hands over her face and sighed as she stood up and gave a shy glance over to the sleeping Starscream and felt a tingling in her circuitry. She shook her head and rushed into the lab and told herself, "Oh don't you dare! This is the same guy who wanted to kill you a few short weeks ago. Don't be suckered. As soon as the weapon's finished he'll probably go ahead and kill you."

To get her mind on a different track she began to work on schematics and theories for the EMP shield because it was going to prove to be the trickiest. As was typical of her, she became lost in her own little world and took no notice of anything else around her as she worked and never heard Starscream enter the lab.

"Finally decided to take things seriously and start working?" He teased her.

Goldenwing jumped at the sound of his voice and she turned to look at him, "Um, yes, I thought it would be a good idea. I can't imagine Megatron being terribly patient."

"You would imagine correctly."

"Right, well, then here's what I've come up with so far." She nervously pushed her diagrams and her scribbles towards him and he looked through them. He looked pleased overall and then began to question some of her equations. The debate went on for ages and Goldenwing found it refreshing. When she had just been Rachel it was a nightmare dealing with others. They couldn't understand her complex reasoning and she would spend an inordinate amount of time just explaining what was to her quite simple things. Starscream grasped everything and was able to take what she had worked out and even managed to improve upon it. Once the details were finalized she sighed and looked sad.

"What's wrong now?" Starscream was growing tired of her constant mood swings.

"It's nothing. It's just a shame that we work so well together."

"Isn't that a good thing?" He was truly perplexed by her thinking now.

"No, it's not. I'm not a fool. I know that once this is done you'll be ordered to finish me off."

"Come with me." He grabbed her arm.

"Where to?" She felt nervous about this and dug her heels in.

Starscream sighed, "I think it's time to teach you how to fly, don't you?"