Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. Afterburner, Sidestreaker, Sunburn, Sunscream, and Starstreaker are my creations. This is Starscream and Sunstreaker trying to deal with five little troublemakers and Starscream deals with his condition. 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!
2 months later
Starscream was on bed rest now, his swollen abdomen right in his view. He was so big with the little triplets that he required constant assistance to even do something as simple as turnover in the berth. Sunstreaker was assigned to take care of his sparkmate and their little family, which made Starscream and Sunstreaker happy, but tired at the same time. The pink discoloration on Starscream's abdomen had grown as his abdomen continued to swell as the little unborn sparklings continued to grow. Starscream now understood how Sunny felt when he was carrying the triplet seekerlings. Sunny, understanding what Starscream was going through, was a very caring sparkmate despite the fact that he was a well-known prankster. Sunny was intelligent enough to realize that it was not a good idea to prank his sparkmate when his sparkmate was in such a delicate condition.
A few days ago, Ratchet checked over the seeker, much to the relief of the seeker, as Starscream trusted Ratchet more than Red Alert, although few could say or would say why, including Starscream himself. Ratchet, having noticed the pink discoloration on Starscream's abdomen was very concerned. This was the first time Starscream was able to get into see Ratchet, and Red had neglected to mention it, not realizing that it was not normal on a seeker.
Ratchet was instantly concerned, as this could indicate complications for the seeker. Ratchet quickly scanned Starscream's swollen abdomen. Fortunately, all three unborn sparklings were developing like normal, but something did not seem right to the old medic. Ratchet kept this to himself, as he did not want to stress out the high-strung seeker, for the stress would exacerbate the potential problem. And so the only thing that Ratchet told the seeker was that he was carrying triplet femmes. Starscream passed out, missing the femme part. All he heard was triplets, and thinking back to his own little triplet seekerlings, he passed out as he feared that they would be holy terror mechs.
After Sunny came to the med bay to rescue his sparkmate that day, Sunny was told by Ratchet that the little ones were triplet femme Lamborghinis, but he was also told to keep an optic on Starscream as Ratchet could not put his finger on it, but something was very wrong. Sunny, worried about his family, dragged Starscream's temporarily offlined frame out of the med bay and gently dragged the seeker home, wondering what Ratchet meant by something being wrong. Sunny decided that whatever the medic meant, it was important as it could affect the health of their little sparklings. Sunny had a little difficulty getting his sparkmate back to their shared quarters, but he eventually made it, though he needed a shower as he had worked up quite a "sweat." Man, Screamer, you are a heavy son of glitch Sunstreaker thought to himself.
Sideswipe had been watching the five little sparkling mechs. Sides, seeing his brother struggle with his passed out mate, offered to help and together the twins got the expecting seeker on the bot sized couch. Thankfully, all the five little sparklings were in their own berths, deep in recharge, or things would have been more of a mess than they already were. Sunny, after having heaved his mate onto the couch, crashed right next to his mate. He was too exhausted to go any further. Sides, seeing the peaceful scene, left, as he did not want to be around if Starscream got really moody, if the sparkmates got horny, or if the sparklings decided to be a nuisance.
What the hell am I going to do with three triplet femme racers, Sunny pondered to himself, thinking back to what the older medic, Ratchet, had told him. And then it hit him right between the optics – somehow the little mechs knew that these little unborn sparklings were femmes, hence explaining how protective of Screamer they were, especially little Sunscream who, so far, was the only sparkling that had been sparked by Starscream. And now it made sense as to why Sunscream was so protective, even more so than the others, as it was his "mother" giving carrying his siblings, and he was very happy that all his siblings were going to be femmes. And with that all figured out, Sunny finally fell into recharge on the couch curled around his precious and pregnant sparkmate.
Meanwhile, in the med bay Ratchet looked up something in his medical books regarding pregnant seekers and found something that made him very wary. He would have to carefully watch Starscream as the pink discoloration was a rare abnormality, particularly for seekers, that could indicate a much larger problem than just a discoloration of the metal coloration. This could potentially be something was very serious or life threatening to the seeker and/or the unborn sparklings. Ratchet headed out of the med bay to discuss this new found development with Optimus Prime, as Optimus was the only one who Screamer and Sunstreaker would listen to. Ratchet just hoped that it was not too late to help Starscream.
The next day, Sunny and Screamer found themselves tangled up and wound up in each other's limbs on the bot sized couch. They were in a very awkward position, but that was soon rectified. The sparklings were whimpering, wanting out of their cribs. It took a good 15 minutes for the two sparkmates to separate. Once separated, they got their endearing little sparklings up. Sunscream was the first to notice that Starscream's discoloration had changed from soft pick to bright pink, something was definitely not right, but what did this mean? Sunny could only hope that it was benign as he too now noticed the spot had changed from soft pink to bright pink and had increased in size yet again.
