Ha ha. I love the Seekers~ And don't feel too bad for Rumble just yet – he'll get his moment. Anyway, I hope this chapter isn't too off-putting, but I think this is the natural course of action for a clingy Skywarp. XD And romance-comedy isn't any fun without competition. *inserts evil laughter*

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Chapter 10

Thundercracker was fairly certain he was wasted.

How did he figure this out? Why that was easy. For starters, there was a near-empty energon cube in his hand. A cube that was on its way to matching the four empty cubes surrounding him, of course. Or Skywarp. The idiot was humming human drinking songs while lying flat on his back. Skywarp was wasted so that was another big hint that he himself was wasted. Though, the biggest hint was probably the fact his head was cradled in Starscream's lap. Because there was no way that could happen if he was sober.

Starscream was pretty sure moving wasn't a requirement in the near future. He sipped a cube quietly and enjoyed his last day of freedom from Megatron. Skywarp rolled over and started clinging to his arm (not holding a cube) and the Seeker fell back against the dirt to look up at the stars. His team mates were so hopeless: Skywarp snuggling into his side and Thundercracker too gone to notice he had made a pillow out of his commander.

Skywarp was one happy Decepticon. The grand finale of the "Great Seeker Training Week" was putting all their practice to use and going on a giant group raid of a power plant on the opposite side of the world from their base and the Autobots. They were amazing and drained the place dry coming back with ton of energon. And Starscream, still bitter for whatever reason, decided that not a single drop was making it back to the Nemesis. Between the nine of them (The Rainmakers did indeed make the party) they were pretty much through the entire lot.

Only Thundercracker and Starscream were left clinging to the last few drops in their cubes.

The Seekers were victorious, sated and together. Skywarp grinned to himself as he realized even Starscream had mellowed out from his ranting and raving. The teleporter looked down the commander's body to see Thundercracker close to sleep and smirked. Skywarp checked to make sure the other two teams were far away in their own little groups before poking Starscream's cockpit. There was only one thing that could make this last night perfect. "Hey, Screamer."

"Don't call me that." Starscream mumbled as his optics stayed glued on the skies. He remembered mapping these stars for classes with Skyfire oh so long ago and combined with the flush warmth of too much energon flowing through him he was feeling strangely nostalgic. "And stop crowding me." Starscream shoved Skywarp off his arm.

"Hey! You're letting Thundercracker….uh…whatever…he's doing." Skywarp frowned at his own voice. He must be more drunk than he thought…oh well. Didn't matter. He was a bot on a mission. "So I should too! We're team…wing…partners!"

"Regretfully." Starscream downed the last of his energon, spilling some on the dirt as he attempted to drink lying down.

"Would you sleep already, Skywarp?" Thundercracker mumbled and looked at his empty cube. Shame it was all gone, now. "I'm tired and we have to go back tomorrow."

"But I'm not tired, TC!" The black and purple Seeker pulled himself up so he was next to Thundercracker's head and half draped over his commander. Drunk, apathetic Starscream was great for that. "I've got an idea."

"What is it now?" The blue seeker groaned as he realized Skywarp was starting to get hyper on top of his loss of inhibitions. Starscream was cover his face in the peripheral; he knew this was going to be bad. "What could you possible want to do right now?"

Skywarp smirked and pounced on his two teammates. "We should have a Ménage à trois!"

"How'd you talk me into this again?" Frenzy muttered as he sat on Starscream's bunk holding the spool of wire Rumble was fastening into some sort of decoration.

Rumble clipped the end of the wire when his little metal rose was completed. It was sappy and overly cliché - but that's what he was going for. Get Starscream to laugh at something stupid and then bam! Hit him with the good stuff when he's distracted. If wire roses didn't do it, he wasn't sure what would. "When you were trying to get into Vortex's room you made me play Soundwave guard."

"Right." Frenzy muttered. Rumble had pulled some stunt to keep Soundwave away and got himself a 'time out' for like a week. Frenzy still thought it was his own fault for going too far and literally pressing Soundwave's buttons until he had some human rock station coming through the bigger 'con's speakers. "Are we almost done yet then?"

"No we're not." Rumble stood up and put the flower in the stack of metal flowers he had created to mimic one of those human flower bouquet things. "We still need to stage everything."

Frenzy snorted and jumped down from the bunk. "I still think you're crazy. He's never going to say yes." Frenzy looked over at the bucket and clean rags. "And probably laugh at ya' too." Frenzy crossed his arms. "And then he's gonna' be mad ya' moved his stuff."

"So?" Rumble shifted slightly. As much as he'd like to think otherwise, what Frenzy was saying had a high probability of coming true. "But no worries about that, Frenz."

"Oh?" Frenzy. "And why's that?"

Rumble smirked and jumped on the berth to start making little wire designs on the wall to dress the place up and give him some place to put little lights. "'cause if he turns me down, I'll just have to remind him that he ain't the only Decepticon in the base."

Starscream decided, that the French had a lovely word for a trine interfacing session. He wasn't quite sure how Skywarp had talked him and Thundercracker into participating (he was sure the energon was affecting his systems…), but he did bring up the valid point that they hadn't done it in a while. The fact the Rainmakers and Coneheads were participating in a similar activity at their respective distances also helped Starscream come to the immediate conclusion his trine wasn't to be outdone.

For the moment, they were all still connected as their systems started to calm and the exchanged information sorted itself out. He heard the internal click as the three of them started the final process after their, Starscream paused for a good word, energetic activities. It wasn't actually part of interfacing as a leisure activity, but Skywarp had always insisted after a session that they ran a syncing program between the three of them. Starscream shouldn't have been surprised even in an over-energized haze he could still demand it right before passing out on the ground, sated.

Thundercracker shifted slightly as his internal clocks, targeting programs and navigational systems started to talk and exchange data with his two teammates: giving, taking and making sure the three of them stood as equals. The fact it was taking so long reminded him that they hadn't done this in a while. Their individual experiences had shaped their systems to adjust and gather new data but the gap was so large the syncing was taking forever to figure out what they shared and what was new.

"Heh, our clocks were off from each other." Skywarp mumbled as a second click informed him of a segment finishing up. "By two whole nano-clicks." He started to play with Thundercracker's limp hand inspecting each finger joint. It was one thing for navigations and targeting to differ, but their internal clocks usually were in sync from the start. "How'd we let it get to that?"

"We're busy and syncing takes time." Thundercracker murmured. The blue Seeker heard the third and final click and reached over to Skywarp. His friend had the biggest pout on his face when Thundercracker removed his two wires before turning to Starscream and unhook the one from there. "I don't think anyone's done much of team building since we've been on this planet."

Skywarp huffed and started to pull out wires of his own, Starscream idly doing the same. They didn't have time for it because certain members of their team were running around with other 'cons. Skywarp scowled to himself; thoughts of that little pest Rumble shouldn't be in his head after something so nice with his Trine. It was depressing. "I'm tired."

"Then recharge you idiot." Starscream spit out and laid back down, panels closed and wires secured once again. He'd go through the new data he'd received later, but for now all he wanted was a few precious hours of recharge before he had to go back and face the oh so mighty tyrant again. Maybe he'd go to his lab first and tinker their for a bit before he went back to Megatron. Rumble would amuse him with some ramblings or another and put him in a good mood.

Yes, that sounded like a plan. Starscream offlined his optics and decided tomorrow he'd sleep in.