Chapter 14
Five Decacycles Later:
"And so I told him that it was a stupid-aft decision and you know what that piece-of-slag did? He punched me. He punched me and-and beat me in front of everyone else. And guess what? We did his damn, fragging way and fragging lost. All because he is a fragging, stupid, pathetic, just idiotic waste of metal who only cares about conquering other worlds and fragging me." Starscream ranted as he waved his servos about with his words.
"So you believe that your plan would have worked?" Rung asked, taking notes on a datapad as he sat on his own comfy chair.
"Hell yeah. And if it did fail it wouldn't have been as bad as his plan." The Seeker grunted, not looking at the Autobot as he tossed a stress ball from one servo to the other.
"And why's that? Why do your plans work better than his?"
"Well, I went to the War Academy for one. I actually learned proper military tactics and other slag unlike him. He's just some glorified miner turned gladiator turned tyrant. I got an education. I worked hard to be where I got. I helped the Decepticons win many campaigns. Many battles. I am good at that sort of slag. Strategizing.. planning… scheming… It's my way of life. I just can't stop thinking about how to solve problems, how to manipulate people, how to just…" He vented a sigh as he looked down. "Sometimes I think too much."
"How so?"
"I just… I think and think and then my processor wanders off to somewhere it shouldn't and there I am… having an emotional breakdown like a sparkling."
"Why do you think having a breakdown is like a sparkling?"
"Well, I mean that I cry. I just… I have always been surrounded by a rough crowd and I've learned that it's a bad thing to show your emotions. To show weakness. So, just, I can't be like that, especially as a leader. I have to be strong for my people… For my trinemates and daughter."
Rung nodded his helm slowly. "So, do you believe that showing emotions is weakness?"
"That I personally believe it?" He paused. "I suppose not… Well, I… Skywarp is very emotional and strong. So, no, I guess not. I don't know. I haven't thought about it too much. I just know that as the leader I'm not supposed to so I learned not to be emotional."
"I see." Rung paused to scribble some notes. "Starscream, how has your refueling been going?"
Starscream didn't answer immediately. "I still have to force myself at times. It's easy in the morning to get myself to refuel now, but later on in the orbital cycle I just can't. TC and Sky have been doing the reward thing that you suggested."
"Has it been helping?"
"Some."
"That's good. Even a little bit is good." Rung paused again before asking his next question. "Did you have another nightmare last night?"
Starscream swallowed. "Yes." He said in almost a whisper.
"Was it a memory or something made up?"
"A memory."
"What was it of?"
Starscream just looked at the ground for a long, silent klik. His optics started to fill with static before he finally spoke. "He was hurting me. He was on top of me taking me as he always does. It felt real. It always feels real."
"What was he doing exactly?" Rung asked gently.
Starscream bit his lower lip plate, still not looking at him. Then, some coolant tears leaked out of the Air Commander's optics. "He was raping me. I was on his berth, leaning over it and he was inside of me. It hurt. It always hurt. And he… He tortured me. He whipped me… He tied me and gagged me. He burnt me with a welder. He touched me. He told me how I was his and made me recite the lines. And he left me tied to the berth. I was left alone, blindfolded and gagged, unable to free myself. Just waiting for him to return and hurt me." He paused. "And he did."
"What did he do when he returned?"
Starscream swallowed before continuing.
Starscream sat in the Control Room working, Thundercracker at a nearby console doing his part to help. Skywarp was off getting in trouble probably, most likely pissing off some Autobot with a prank. Him and Sideswipe had started to prank together about two decacycles ago, and now everyone lived in constant fear of being the newest victim.
Things were certainly getting more comfortable between the Seekers and Autobots. Ever since Starscream and Skyfire had joined, everyone seemed to believe that this truce would be long lasting and many were making friends with each other. The Seekers and Constructicons were allowed to roam more places with less to no supervision, and also helped more in patrols and other tasks.
The fighting had been somewhat minimal. Just fighting to keep the new cities and the surrounding area. They had made progress and had taken over Uraya, now having the entire Torus States in their clutches. They had also taken over smaller cities and towns, getting a firmer stronghold around the cities surrounding Kaon.
Most setbacks were due to battles on other planets and sending reinforcements, or the fight going on Luna 2. Progress was slow at times, but perhaps it was best. Starscream just wasn't ready mentally to go in a crazy takeover campaign. Not yet, anyway.
"Grahsay! Grahsay!" The excited screaming was accompanied with the tiniest thruster heels clicking rapidly against the floor.
"There's my little mechling! Come here!" Starscream smiled as he swiveled his chair and reached down to receive the toddler.
The adult Seeker picked up the little one and placed him on his lap. Starstreak squealed excitedly before tightly hugging his grandsire.
"Grahsay! I yuv you!" He giggled.
"I love you, too." Starscream said before kissing the tiny cheekplates.
"And I love you." Dawnstar said as she stopped beside her sire and kissed him on the cheekplates.
"Hey, princess." Starscream greeted her.
"Hey, daddy." She smiled. "So, can you do me a favor?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Can you sparkling-sit?"
"Hell yeah. Doing stuff?"
She paused. "Yeah, Sides and I are gonna be together for a bit."
"I suppose you want 'Streak back later tonight?" He grunted.
Dawnstar bit her lower lip plate. "Actually, Sideswipe and I kinda hoped you would watch Starstreak for the whole night." She said softly.
Starscream's wings raised, his optics momentarily widening. He looked up at her, swallowing before he spoke. "So, you have… It's settled then…" He said in almost a whisper.
"He hasn't proposed yet. But, it's clear to us that it's meant to be." She was silent a moment. "Don't worry, dad. I'll be careful and we will use proper safety." She kissed him on the cheekplates again. "I love you, daddy."
"Love you too, princess." He said not looking at her, just watching his grandcreation.
"You're the best, dad." She then hugged him. "I'll see you tomorrow. Here's his dinner and blanket and toys." She said as she handed Starscream a box containing the mentioned items. "Make sure he goes to recharge on time, gets a bath, and no violent movies or games."
"I recall the drill." Starscream said quietly as he took the box and subspaced it.
"Don't fret, daddy. Besides, if you want those other grandcreations you have to let me do this slag."
He nodded his helm slowly. "I know. I still just worry about you."
"I'm safe with Sideswipe." She kissed his brow. "Love ya, dadster. See you tomorrow." She then kissed Starstreak on the helm. "You be good and listen to what your grandpappy says, alright? I'll see you later, spawn."
"Mom! I wan' hug." Starstreak demanded as he raised his tiny servos.
Dawnstar leaned forward and gave him one before kissing his cheekplates. "Love you, 'Streak. Have fun camping with grandpappy."
Dawnstar patted Starscream on the helm before turning and walking away. Starscream didn't look back. He just waited until he heard the door hiss shut before venting a sigh. He hugged Starstreak a little closer and kissed the tiny brow.
"She's fine, Starscream." Thundercracker grunted from his console.
"Perhaps." The Air Commander said in almost a whisper.
"Grahsay! I wanna pleesh ree you!"
"'Pleesh?'"
"Pleeah!"
"Oh, play? Alright, what do you want to play?"
"Pow gum!"
"The 'pow game?'"
"Yeah!"
"Okay, I'll play the 'pow game.'"
Starscream held a servo out, palm facing upwards, and allowed his grandcreation to quickly slap it. Every so often the Air Commander would suddenly close his servo, trying to capture the tiny one. Starstreak would scream with laughter, slapping harder and faster.
Starscream smiled faintly at the adorable Seekerlet, so easily amused with such simple activities. After a few kliks, the little one grew bored and started to curiously study Starscream's large, blue servo. He placed his tiny one over it, seeing the size difference. Starscream just watched him, remembering when Dawnstar's servo was once that tiny compared to his. How he once held it like this in such tender moments.
"Grahsay! I yuv you!" He giggled.
Starscream smiled. "I love you too, Starstreak."
"Unca Teeshee!"
"Yes?" Thundercracker inquired as he glanced over.
Starstreak just giggled before turning back to Starscream. Thundercracker raised an optical ridge and returned to his work.
"I cun count ta twendy." Starstreak announced.
"Oh? Can I hear it?" Starscream inquired.
Starstreak giggled. "Wun, too, threh, four, five, six, seben, eight, nine, ten, eleben, twelb, uh…"
"What comes after twelve?" Starscream said gently.
"Uhhhhhh… Twelb….. Uh…"
"Thirteen." Starscream whispered.
"Thirdeen!" Starstreak shouted as if he had solved it all on his own. "Fourdeen, fibdeen, sixdeen, sebendeen…. um… Sebendeen…"
"Eighteen."
"Eighdeen! Ninedeen, twendy!" He broadly smiled, so proud of his accomplishment.
Starscream smirked. "That's very good, Starstreak. You are so clever." He kissed the tiny brow. "Want to help your old grandsire do his work?"
"Yeah!"
"Okay, here." He unsubspaced a datapad and held it to Starstreak. "What do you want?"
"I wanna draw!"
"Give me a klik… There you are." He handed it to the little one with the stylus.
Starstreak took it and eagerly started to draw. It was scrambled nonsense to most, but for Starscream, it was the most beautiful artwork he had ever seen. The Air Commander kissed the small helm before returning to his work, trying to forget about what was happening in the other building.
"No spawn for the rest of the night. Just you and me." Dawnstar said softly as she wrapped her arms around Sideswipe's neck, his servos resting on her hips.
"And Sunny is banished as well." Sideswipe smirked. "Bluestreak is dealing with him."
"So," Her wings fluttered. "How about you tell me how much you love me, handsome."
"I," He kissed her brow. "Love," He kissed the tip of her olfactory sensor. "You." He then kissed her on the lip plates, their glossas soon playing with each other's.
Dawnstar's servos grasped the back of his helm, deepening the kiss, their optics offline. Sideswipe's servos began to rove over her frame, feeling those perfect curves, pleasuring her transformation seams with electrical currents. Dawnstar lowered a servo and caressed his stronger, thicker plates, her thin digits easily slipping between transformation seams to pleasure. Sideswipe's one servo lowered and cupped her codpiece, salaciously rubbing it.
She moaned softly into his mouth. His servos kept playing over her, recalling everywhere she liked it. He took a step forward, and she stepped back. He kept walking, slowly leading her to the berth. She sat down, never breaking the kiss, then lied her back across the berth. He was over her, still kissing, still feeling her. Then his servos touched her wings and she gasped. He smirked before lowering his helm and kissing her neck cables.
Her codpiece slid aside, her valve ready. He carefully parted her legs, adjusted them so that they both were comfortable, and removed his own codpiece. She smiled at him, her legs wrapping around his waist.
"I've waited so long for this, Sideswipe." She said in almost a whisper. "I love you."
"I've waited a long time to. I love you more."
She gasped softly when he entered her. He pressed his lip plates against hers and lovingly kissed as he started to thrust. Their servos kept roving, grasping, feeling each other. Their frames were heating up, inner fans working hard to keep them cool.
His humping started to become faster, harder, her moans louder. His servos rose to her breast plates, massaging, feeling, gently squeezing them. She raised her servos above her helm, arching her back strut and buckling into him.
Their chest plates parted to reveal their glowing sparks. The raw energy tendrils reached out and grasped onto each other, twisting and entangling. They broke the kiss to cry through their ecstasy as excess energy brutally surged through their connected frames causing electricity to dance over their outer plates. Surplus energy flowed into the berth and heated it up.
The young lovers panted into each other's faceplates, broadly smiling.
"That was… That was better than before." Sideswipe managed between pants.
"That was the best overload I've ever had." Dawnstar panted. "Let's do it again!"
"Hell yeah!"
"I love you, Sides."
"Love you too, Dawn."
Their lip plates interconnected in a kiss as Sideswipe resumed his thrusting.
Starscream walked back to his quarters with Starstreak on his hip as he carried him. The little one kept blabbering about something or another, most of his words just gibberish since he was still perfecting the art of pronunciation. Starscream would say something ever now and then in response to the flood of endless questions beating down on him, but no sooner had he answered one question when another hundred had been thrown on him. Most would be annoyed by the never ending interrogation, but Starscream loved the innocent curiosity. After all, asking questions was key to being a good scientist or strategist.
The Air Commander palmed open the door with his free servo and entered the room. It was much larger now after what the Constructicons had done to it. The berth, which was in the far, right corner, was massive, big enough for Skyfire and the Elite Trine to comfortably recharge together on, not to mention interface on. There was a desk for Skyfire and his workbench for little projects, and Thundercracker's desk and gaming setup. Those took up the far wall and far, left corner. The left wall had a large vid screen and gaming system for Skywarp. A loveseat couch was before the screen. There was also a door which led to a large closet where they kept their personal belongings.
The corner to the left from the door had a corner couch, a table, and chairs stacked against the wall. The corner to the right of the door was the entrance to the washroom, and between the washroom door and the berth was some shelving units.
"Hey, Scree!" Skywarp exclaimed from where he sat on the loveseat playing his videogames.
"Hey," Starscream said softly.
"Hi, sweetie." Skyfire smiled from his desk. "Hey there, Starstreak."
"Hi." Starstreak waved.
"So, what's the munchkin doing here?" Skywarp inquired without looking away from his game.
"We are sparkling-sitting him for the night because Dawn and Sideswipe are having intercourse." Starscream said in the same tone.
Skywarp's wings raised and he looked back at Starscream. "You alright, Scree?"
Starscream nodded his helm slowly. "I just… I'll be fine."
"Grahsay! Wut inercurse?" Starstreak asked.
Starscream looked at him for a moment. "Something you will learn all about all too soon, and you won't be thinking from one place anymore." He grumbled the last part.
Skywarp giggled. "The second processor is the best thing ever! So, 'Streak, you wanna take me on?"
"Yeah!" Starstreak excitedly exclaimed.
Starscream set the little one down and he hobbled over to Skywarp. The black Seeker picked him up and placed him on his lap. He grabbed a second controller that was next to him and handed it to the Seekerlet.
"You are so going down." Skywarp said as he resumed his playing.
"No! You are Unca 'Worp!" Starstreak giggled as he smashed the buttons on the unplugged controller, believing that he was actually playing. Skywarp's character was killed causing Starstreak to squeal and laugh. "I won! Hi fibe!" He smiled as he raised a servo.
Skywarp high fived him back. "No fair. I shuttered my optics. Let's go again!"
Starstreak just giggled.
Skyfire stood from his desk and approached his Conjunx Endura. He kissed the tri colored Seeker on the brow before hugging him.
"I love you."
"Love you too, Sky." Starscream said quietly as he hugged him.
"She's fine, Star." Skyfire said as he got down on one knee to look Starscream in the optic. "Sideswipe is a good mech and they clearly love each other." He paused. "Besides, Starstreak thinks Sideswipe is his sire, so, it's best to let this relationship grow. We don't want Starstreak's spark breaking."
Starscream nodded his helm slowly. "Yeah, I know. It's just really hard for me to let go still."
"I know, love." He paused. "How was your talk with Rung?"
"Fine. Just basically be ranting his audio receptor off. Again."
Skyfire smiled. "That's what you're supposed to do." He pecked a kiss to those perfect lip plates. "I love you."
"Love you, too."
"Need me to do anything?"
"I need to get 'Streak's dinner prepared. You want to set up his tent?"
"Tent?'
"Yes, tent. Apparently Dawnstar could only convince him to spend the night away from her was if he camped with me. So, he has a tent." Starscream shrugged. "I'm not complaining. Her separation anxiety with me at this age was a hundred times worse. This thing doesn't shriek until his vocalizer snaps." He paused. "That was a long night in medbay." He vented softly.
"You have the most interesting stories about raising Dawnstar."
"She was the first one. The first one always has the most interesting stories." Starscream then unsubspaced the box Dawnstar had given him. "Here's the tent."
"This is just some blankets…"
"Use the chairs. Thundercracker is grabbing some cushions and will be back soon to help finish it up."
"Uh, okay."
The Air Commander set down the box on the work bench and rummaged through its contents until he pulled out the bottle filled with the special energon that Dawnstar's systems produced. He selected a blowtorch from the bench, set it on low, and used it to heat up the bottle, thus warming the energon. Once it was at the desired temperature, he turned off the tool and set it aside. He shook the bottle, grabbed a small bag from the box, and approached the loveseat.
He sat beside his trinemate and took his grandson. "Alright, 'Streak, you gotta refuel."
"I wanna 'old eht!" He demanded as he took the bottle.
"Alright, let me get that." The Air Commander said as he fixed the lid so the little one could easily suck out the contents.
Starstreak rested against his grandsire's torso, holding the bottle up as he drank. Starscream stroked the small helm as he watched him refuel. Once he had finished, the adult Seeker took the bottle away and handed the Seekerlet the bag. Starstreak opened it and munched on the soft energon treats.
"At least he's easier to wean than Dawn was." Starscream grunted.
"Heh, Dawn was such a stubborn glitch." Skywarp remarked.
"I blame myself for that."
"Grahsay!" Starstreak piped up.
"Yes?"
Starstreak giggled. "Hi." He waved as he looked up at his grandsire.
Starscream smirked. "Hi."
Starstreak just giggled before stuffing another goodie into his mouth. Starscream patted the little helm.
The door hissed open and Thundercracker entered carrying a pile of cushions. "I have returned with the requested items, Master Starstreak." The blue Seeker grunted.
"Yay!" He exclaimed as he started to crawl off Starscream's lap.
"Ah uh, you have to finish refueling." Starscream ordered.
"Bu' Grahsay!" He snapped, balling his tiny fists.
"Don't 'but' me, Starstreak. Finish refueling and then you can go play."
"Don't 'but' me, Grahsay." He said back.
"Oh ho ho!" Skywarp chuckled. "He told you, Scree."
Starscream optics narrowed as he glared at his trinemate. Then he turned back to Starstreak. "There's nothing more foolish than disobeying me, Starstreak. Finish refueling. I doubt you would enjoy the consequences." He said darkly.
Starstreak crossed his arms and pouted as he slouched against Starscream's frame. Starscream ignored the behavior. Experience had taught him that sparklings were always grouchier when they were tired.
Thundercracker and Skyfire worked on building the "tent" using chairs to hold up the blankets and the cushions to create walls and the floor. It was a hideous construction, but solid for its one night purpose.
"Have you completed the task assigned to you?" Starscream inquired of his grandcreation.
"Wha?"
"Are you done refueling?"
"Yesh."
"Don't lie to me. It's never a good idea to lie to me. Finish refueling."
Starstreak made an exasperated growl before stuffing another treat into his mouth. He finished the last three before looking at his grandsire.
"I done!" He announced.
"Good. Now you may be released."
Starstreak scampered off Starscream's lap and ran over to the "tent." He squealed excitedly before crawling inside.
"I hope it doesn't collapse during the night." Skyfire said as he inspected it.
"It'll be fine. I don't think he'll knock anything over." Thundercracker said dismissively.
Starstreak suddenly burst out carrying a small cushion and proceeded to whack it against Thundercracker.
"Ack! Not the faceplates!" Thundercracker exclaimed as he raised a servo to defend himself from the vicious attack.
Starstreak just laughed as he continued.
Dawnstar onlined her magenta optics to see Sideswipe's faceplates before her. She smiled, snuggling a little closer to her mech. His strong arm wrapped tightly around her thin waist, keeping her close. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lip plates.
"Hmm?" Sideswipe lazily mumbled as his blue optics powered on.
"Morning, love." Dawnstar said softly before kissing his lip plates again.
"Hey, sweetspark. Mmm, I feel wonderful. How about you?"
"I feel fantastic."
Sideswipe smiled. "Those were the best overloads ever. You're amazing."
"No, you're amazing."
"You."
She giggled. "You."
He leaned forward and nuzzled olfactory sensors. Her smile broadened as she nuzzled back. His arm tightened around her waist before he kissed her on the lip plates. She held the back of his helm with a dainty servo, her glossa slipping into his mouth.
"Love you, Dawn." He said quietly as he rested his brow against hers.
"Love you too, Sides."
"We probably should head to the washracks."
"But I don't want to stop cuddling!" She said as she snuggled into him.
"Wanna make out in the 'racks?"
"Slag yeah!" She exclaimed as she quickly sat upright. "Come on, slagger!"
The red Autobot smirked as he slowly got up himself. The two lovers held servos as they exited the twin's room and made their way to the washroom.
"Had a nice night, Sides?" Smokescreen gave a sly smirk as he leaned against his doorframe.
"Very." Sideswipe smiled.
"Oh, it was certainly quiet last night." Blaster said sarcastically as he smiled himself.
"The quietest." Hound nodded as he walked by.
Sideswipe rolled his optics at the friendly barbs his friends gave him. Dawnstar leaned against him as they walked, soon arriving at their destination.
Dawnstar turned on the water and turned to her mech-friend. "Alright, we're in the washracks. Let's make out!"
Sideswipe smirked. "Are all Seekers so demanding?"
"Just the awesome ones." She giggled.
"Turn around." He said as he approached.
She did so, jumping on her peds as she broadly smiled. His strong arms wrapped around her waste, his lip plates kissing her nape. His servos started to pleasure her frame, massaging and rubbing over her codpiece. She softly moaned as her optics offlined. The warm water ran down their frames, flowing into transformation seams and feeling so wonderful.
Her codpiece folded away and his did the same. She gasped quietly when he slid into her, his arms tightening their hold around her body. She softly moaned as he began to thrust. The Seeker lowered her wings, twisted around, and kissed him over a wing, her one servo holding his mandible while the other rested over his arms. Their glossas played with each other, optics offline.
"I love you." She said in almost a whisper.
"I love you, too." He whispered back.
"Grahsay!" Starstreak shouted as he trotted alongside his grandsire, his tiny servo holding the large blue one.
"Yes?" Starscream grunted.
"Pik meh up!"
Starscream bent down and did so, setting the little one on his hip. He kept walking, stopping to palm open the door to the Control Room. Starstreak looked around for his carrier, lowering his wing stubs when he didn't find her.
The Air Commander sat at his seat and placed the Seekerlet on his lap. Starstreak kicked his peds in the air as he slouched against his grandsire's frame. Starscream soon got to work on his console, glancing down at the toddler every so often.
"Grahsay, I bored."
"You're bored?"
"Yeah."
"What do you want to do?"
"I wan' ta playsh."
"What do you want to play?" Starscream asked as he kept working.
"A bideogum."
"What videogame do you want to play?"
"Ta wun wiff ta 'shroooo.'"
"Oh, the aerial racing?"
"Yeah!"
"Alright, let me get it up." He said as he unsubspaced the datapad with the games.
He pressed a few commands until he had the game up then handed it to the Seekerlet. Starstreak took it and contently played the game. It was nearly a joor later when Starstreak held the datapad up and tried to smack Starscream on the faceplates with it.
"I beg your pardon?" The Air Commander said gruffly as he snatched the datapad away and subspaced it.
Starstreak just giggled as he looked up at his grandsire. He then twisted around, stood up on Starscream's lap, and hugged the Air Commander. Starscream smiled as he hugged him back.
Starstreak pulled away and studied his grandsire's faceplates for a moment before grabbing Starscream's chin and forcing his mouth open.
"Can I help you?" Starscream said sarcastically.
Starstreak giggled. He placed both of his servos on either side of Starscream's helm before slapping them against the Air Commander's cheekplates. Starscream quickly reached up and grabbed the tiny wrists as the culprit loudly laughed.
"That was rude." Starscream grunted.
Starstreak just laughed before trying to attempt it again.
"Mmm mmm," Starscream hummed sternly as he held the servos down. "You do not strike me."
Starstreak fell back onto Starscream's lap, smiling as he started to study a blue servo. Starscream vented a small sigh as he resumed his work. Starstreak looked around at all the Autobots also working at their own consoles. He kept watching them as he rolled on Starscream's lap, almost falling off, but Starscream caught him. His small mouth hung open while he watched, his frame limp as he dangled on the edge of Starscream's knees. Then, he clambered back up onto Starscream's lap and grabbed his grandsire's faceplates. He pressed his small brow against Starscream's and looked into his optics, red locked on red. Then, without warning, he helmbutted Starscream.
"Excuse me?" The tri colored Seeker demanded as he jerked his helm away, only eliciting giggles from the Seekerlet.
Starstreak tried to do it again, but Starscream grabbed him and forced him to sit back down. Starstreak twisted around started to slap Starscream's cockpit, giggling loudly. The Air Commander vented another sigh.
"Cease and desist."
Starstreak ignored the command. He reached up and grabbed Starscream's jaw, soon forcing him to open his mouth. He giggled, then forced it shut again. And he repeated the process again, and again, and again. Finally, he just shoved his little digits into Starscream's mouth. Starscream jerked his helm away, grabbed the small servos, and removed them. He made Starstreak sit back down before resuming his work.
Starstreak slumped against Starscream's cockpit, kicking his peds in the air. Then, he once again stood back up, placed his servos on Starscream's shoulders, and started to jump up and down.
"That's not happening." Starscream grunted as he grabbed Starstreak's waist and made him stop.
Starstreak then kicked Starscream in the abdominal plates, giggling insanely.
"Sit down." Starscream snapped.
"No!" Starstreak exclaimed with a smile.
The Air Commander started to force him to once again sit, but this time Starstreak wasn't going to go down so easily. He started to struggle, kicking, and squirming, thinking it was only a game. Somehow the Seekerlet fell with his back on Starscream's lap and kicked the adult Seeker in the chin. Starscream's optics narrowed. He grasped the tiny ankles, managed to get the squirming thing right-side-up, and held him in a sitting position.
"Stay put." He growled in Starstreak's audio receptor.
Starstreak glared at his grandsire as his arms crossed. Starscream ignored him and started to work again. The Air Commander got about two kliks of peace before the Pit-spawn couldn't hold still any longer.
Starstreak stood up, Starscream vented an exasperated sigh. Then, Starstreak tried to leap off his lap. Starscream quickly caught him and placed him back onto his lap. Starstreak giggled before trying to free himself.
"Primus... What do you want?"
"I wan' downnnnnn!"
"Fine, but stay where I can see you. Stop it. Look at me." Starstreak did so. "Do not leave the room and stay within my sights. I mean it. Do not disobey me."
"Okaaaayyyy!"
Starscream picked him up and lowered him to the floor. Starstreak scrambled away and ran towards the closest Autobot. Starscream watched him for a moment before returning to his work.
"Hey!" Starstreak shouted as he poked at Inferno's leg.
"Uh, hey, Starstreak." The Autobot said slowly as he looked down at him.
Starstreak giggled before running off. He stopped at the next Autobot and prodded the red leg.
"Hi!" He happily exclaimed.
"What do you want, brat?" Cliffjumper growled.
"Wha?"
"Go bother someone else, slagging Seeker spawn."
Starstreak cocked his helm, curiously looking at Cliffjumper. "Don' beh sad. Mom sahs ta smile an' beh hahppy."
"Frag off, brat. You're presence make me unhappy."
Starstreak gave him a puzzled look before walking away. He approached another minibot and patted the leg.
"Hi." He smiled.
"Get lost, crotch demon." Huffer snapped.
"Why?"
"Because you are a filthy, disgusting, Decepticon spawn. That's why, brat. Now go before I grab you by the scruff and drag you to a dumpster." He growled as he jabbed a digit for Starstreak to leave.
Starstreak just gave him a hurt look before trudging away. The Seekerlet made his way back to Starscream and stopped beside him. That's when the shrieking sobs broke free. Starscream quickly reached down and picked him up. He held him close as Starstreak hugged him, burrowing his faceplates into Starscream's neck.
"Shhh, shhh, it's okay." Starscream said gently as he patted his back. "What's wrong, sweetie?"
Starstreak pulled away, still loudly sobbing as he wiped coolant away. He then pointed towards Huffer and Cliffjumper. Starscream's optics narrowed.
"What did they do?" He said dangerously.
"Th-they say I am a brat, an' a filbee, disgubing, brat." He managed between sobs.
Starscream stood up and placed Starstreak on the chair. "Stay put. Let your grandsire handle this."
Starstreak nodded his helm as he wiped his faceplates. He curiously watched as Starscream approached the minibots.
"Mind repeating what you two idiots said about my grandson?" The Seeker said darkly as he stood between them, his servos resting on the top of their seats.
"Just calling it like it is, Screecher." Cliffjumper said defiantly.
"Keep yer disgusting, shrieking brat away from us. We don't want to have to see or hear it." Huffer growled.
"Alright then." Starscream said slowly before suddenly shoving the chairs forward causing them to flip over.
Starstreak giggled and clapped at he watched the fight from a safe distance. Autobots running from all over the room to break it up, shouting, cursing, and joining in. Chairs and punches were thrown. Kicks added into the mix. Somehow Autobots started to attack each other in the confusion. Even weirder was the anti fire system was somehow activated, perhaps from the fact that damaged consoles were now smoking. Whatever the reason, white foam was sprayed from the ceiling spigots covering everything and everyone.
Starstreak was having trouble cycling air from laughing so hard. He tossed foam into the air and at the insane fighting. He was surprised when someone picked him up and quickly carried him away from the fun. More Autobots rushed in as his rescuer fled with him. He heard the commanding vocalizer of Optimus Prime shouting something, and Prowl yelling stuff as well.
"Well, they're in a heap of trouble." Bluestreak commented as he carried Starstreak.
"What. The. Slag. Was. That. About." The Prime growled as he sat at his desk looking at the perpetrators.
"It hurts to speak with a dislocated jaw." Starscream said as he was trying to snap it back into place.
"That lousy 'Con started it!" Cliffjumper exclaimed, one optic shattered.
"Yeah, he attacked us!" Huffer piped up as he waved his torn off arm that he held.
Optimus just glared at the three. They were covered in energon, foam, tears, dents, ripped plates, and all around looking terrible. Prowl was dealing with the Autobots who had tried to help but ended up getting involved with the fight. Things weren't going easy for them.
There was a horrible clacking, popping, and squeaking of gears as Starscream finally managed to set his jaw back in place. He tested it before speaking. "These two barbarians you keep verbally assaulted my grandcreation. I simply reminded them that sparkling abuse is highly frowned upon."
"You slagging 'Con! You punched us!" Cliffjumper bellowed.
"That creature you keep around isn't a 'sparkling.' It's an abomination!" Huffer added.
"Shut your whore mouth before I permanently silence you!" The Seeker snapped back.
"Verbal assault, Prime! Did you see that?!"
"Don't like it? Then why did you do that to a sparkling?! What the frag is wrong with you!? Were you dropped as a sparkling? Or are you some sad, lonely virgin in desperate need to get laid?"
"How dare you!"
"Of course something like you could never get laid. Your microspike could never penetrate any femme's valve and despite being the perfect height for oral, you mouth off too much to ever get that glossa to work properly."
"I'll kill you!" Huffer screamed as he leaped out of his chair and tackled the Seeker.
"Yeah! That's it! Get 'im!" Cliffjumper cheered before joining in.
Optimus inhaled deeply before slowly venting it out. He was going to deactivate someone unless he could calm down.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" Skywarp laughed as he stood outside the energy bars of the cell. "Oh, Primus, minibots did that?! Oh, wow, Screamer this is gold."
"Shut your whore mouth." Starscream grunted from where he sat on the berth within the cell, his arms crossed and optics narrowed.
"You look like a pack of turbofoxes went after you!"
"Get slagged."
"Do you want us to bust you out?" Thundercracker asked slowly.
Starscream shrugged. "The Autobots are softies. I won't be in here long. Besides, I rather not have that Prowl glitching at me like a whiny sparkling all because I got tired of his ridiculously light sentence."
"How long do they want you in here?"
"Seeing how I was defending a sparkling from bullies, I am being 'punished' for my 'extreme measures.' And with the appeal from Rung concerning my mental state and Hook wanting to see me for my repairs as soon as possible… One orbital cycle." He gave the most evil of triumphant smirks.
"Wow, they are soft."
Starscream giggled. "Yeah." He turned to look at his trinemates. "Where's my mate?"
"He's on his way. Got caught up with trying to find Dawnstar and get Starstreak returned to her since she was originally going to meet up with you."
"I'm a criminal." Starscream shrugged. "Guess you two probably should 'properly' punish me once I am free."
Skywarp giggled like an idiot with his lopsided grin. "Oh, we'll let the Prime know that we'll punish you good!"
"I know you will." He paused. "Have you two seen Dawn? Does she seem alright?"
"She's fine, Star. She was perfectly happy." Thundercracker replied. "Her and Sideswipe."
Starscream slowly nodded his helm as he looked at the floor. "Alright." He said in almost a whisper.
"So," Thundercracker said as he sat on the floor in front of the cell, Skywarp joining him. "Want to play 'Go Fish' through the bars?"
Starscream faintly smiled. "I got nothing else to do."
The three Seekers were soon playing, ignoring the glitching of the other prisoners, primarily that of Cliffjumper and Huffer.
The Next Night:
Skyfire walked back to his shared quarters with the Elite Trine. He was about to palm it open when his audio receptors picked up on the distinct sounds coming from within. He vented a sigh and palmed the door open.
"Sky!" Starscream squealed. "Wanna join in!?"
"Um, I wasn't planning on-"
"Come on, Sky. It's humpy times!" Skywarp giggled as he thrust into Starscream, holding his trineleader close.
"Oh, yes, it most certainly is!" Starscream smiled as he thrust into Thundercracker who was leaning over the back of the loveseat.
"Are you still embarrassed about bonding with us?" Thundercracker inquired between pants.
"Yeah, you've bonded with us like… How many times?" Skywarp inquired.
"Including the time we were over energized… Thirty-three times…" Skyfire sighed.
"See? Come on over here and get in on this!" Starscream smiled. "I'll let you slap my aft again."
"I don't think-"
"He's so awkward it makes him adorable. I have the most adorable Conjunx Endura, ever!" Starscream giggled.
"I…" He vented a sigh. "Fine, I'll join in once you overload."
"Yay!" Starscream squealed.
Skyfire sat on the berth and patiently waited for the Seekers to overload. They cried as they sparkbonded when it finally came, causing Skyfire to heat up some. Starscream quickly pulled out of Thundercracker and shoved Skywarp away. He practically glomped Skyfire and rained kisses on the Autobot's faceplates. Skyfire caught the Seeker's mandible and kissed him on the lip plates. Soon, the shuttle had the Seeker pinned on the berth and climbed on top of him. Starscream's legs wrapped around his waist, smiling so broadly as Skyfire started to pleasure his frame.
Skywarp had Thundercracker pinned against the berth next to them, quickly entering his trinemate and roughly thrusting. Skyfire just ignored them, concentrating on his mate. He locked lip plates with Starscream, his codpiece folding away and entering Starscream's already prepared valve. Starscream just giggled at the feeling, laughing louder as Skyfire kissed his neck cables and tickled him with his servos.
"I love you! I love this!" The Air Commander proclaimed as he wrapped his arms around Skyfire's helm.
"I love you, too." Skyfire smiled, thrusting harder and faster.
He kept humping his mate, somehow finding himself kissing Skywarp as the black Seeker thrust into Thundercracker. Servos were grasping, roving, and massaging each other, some touching two mechs at once. Skyfire would go from kissing one Seeker to another, they all doing the same.
Their chest plates opened and their energy tendrils grasped onto each other, the four connecting. They cried through their incredible overload, surplus energy traveling through the four systems and into the surrounding metal berth.
They took a brief respite to pant and cool off before Skywarp quickly pulled out of Thundercracker.
"Out of my trineleader, Sky." He ordered as he shoved at the shuttle. "It's my turn!"
Skyfire pulled out and Skywarp pushed Starscream aside. The Autobot found himself over the black and violet Seeker, suddenly having his lip plates interlocked with him. Starscream was next to them, already beneath Thundercracker and moaning as he was thrust into.
"Come on, big guy!" Skywarp giggled. "Give me that spike!"
"You are so weird." Skyfire commented as he grabbed Skywarp's waist and entered him.
"That's it, Autobot! Show this Decepticon where I belong." He manically laughed.
Skyfire passionately kissed Skywarp on the lip plates as he thrust into him. Skywarp wildly kissed back, his glossa slapping about inside of Skyfire's mouth. Skyfire had finally learned to just ignore the occasional lip plate nips that Skywarp gave and the loud, smacking sounds. It was just how Skywarp showed that he was enjoying the kiss.
"Love you, Skywarp." Skyfire said softly.
Skywarp giggled. "Love ya too, Sky. Now get to pounding into me!"
Skyfire did as commanded, thrusting hard and fast into Skywarp. The four resumed their crazy touching, kissing, and wild interfacing. Once again the four sparks savagely bonded together sending them to the greatest ecstasy and rush they could only experience with each other.
They traded again, Starscream mounting Skywarp and Skyfire finding himself with Thundercracker. The blue Seeker hungrily kissed the Autobot on the lip plates, moaning softly as he was thrust into.
"I love you, Thundercracker." Skyfire said in almost a whisper.
Thundercracker smirked. "Yeah, I love you too." He said softly.
Skyfire's smile only broadened. "I love you three so much."
"What's not to love?" Thundercracker chuckled before grabbing Skyfire's mandible and kissing him again.
Skyfire just dumbly smiled as he kept loving on Thundercracker. It had taken a while, but Starscream's trinemates had not only fully accepted him, but loved him back and he loved them. The Autobot had never been happier than with these three Seekers. These weird, crazy, hyperactive, dysfunctional, loveable, and battle hardened Seekers were the greatest thing to ever happen to him.
He was just thankful that Skywarp still had yet to take him to a brothel.
Two Orns Later:
Dawnstar walked to the medbay and palmed the door open. She entered and looked around.
"Is there a reason you are here?" Ratchet grunted from where he was organizing tools.
"Hey, Ratchet. Um, I just thought I would get a checkup. Been a while." She shrugged.
"Feeling alright?" He asked as he looked up at her.
"Meh."
"Sit down. Let me grab my scanner."
She did so and the CMO soon arrived with his scanner. She swung her peds in the air, wings raised high, and a smile on her gorgeous faceplates. The Autobot medic scanned her and viewed the results. He raised an optical ridge before looking up at her.
"It's his, isn't it?" He grumbled.
"Yes!" She squealed excitedly.
"My worst nightmare come true." Ratchet said in the same tone before faintly smiling at her. "Congratulations, sweetspark."
She loudly squealed before leaping off the berth and hugged him. Ratchet's smile broadened as he hugged her back.
"Why do I hear shrieking?" Hook demanded as he walked out of a back room.
"Hook, I'm carrying!" Dawnstar exclaimed as she ran over to him and hugged him.
"You are?" He looked up at Ratchet. "How far?"
"About a decacycle." Ratchet replied.
"It's Sideswipe's. We're having a sparkling!" She giggled as she bounced on her peds.
"Congrats, sweetie. I'm happy for you." Hook smiled as he hugged her back.
"Oh, I gotta go tell him!"
She released the Constructicon and ran out of the medbay. Ratchet turned to Hook.
"I just pray it isn't like it's sire." The CMO grunted.
"I pray it isn't like it's grandsire." Hook said in the same tone as Ratchet as he crossed his arms.
"Or both."
"Don't give me nightmares."
The two were silent for a time before Ratchet spoke. "I am not religious, but I am going to go and pray to Primus."
"I'm not religious either, but I'll come with you." Hook said quickly.
Sideswipe was in the Rec Room playing a videogame with his friends and Sunstreaker. The Autobot mechs were loud, rowdy, and crazy as usual, cheering and screaming at each other.
"Take that, Sunny!" Sideswipe exclaimed.
"Die you afthelm!" Smokescreen shouted.
"Run, Sunstreaker!" Bluestreak screamed.
"Dammit, stop with the grenades!" Sunstreaker snapped.
"Get 'im, Sunshine!" Trailbreaker called out.
"Don't call me that!"
Dawnstar entered the Rec Room and tried to retrain herself as she approached. She was smiling so broadly, wings fluttering on occasion. She leaned over the back of the couch and kissed Sideswipe's cheekplates.
"Hey, handsome." She greeted.
"Hey, baby." He kissed her back. "What up?"
"So, I went and talked to Ratchet."
"Are you feeling alright?"
"We both feel fine." She smiled.
"Okay, well, do you wanna pl-" He stopped, his optics widening.
The controller loudly clattered to the ground as he completely froze. Everyone just looked at him as Sunstreaker paused the game. The red twin slowly stood up and turned around to face her. He climbed over the couch and stood before her, resting his servos on her shoulders. She was giggling, shaking with her excitement as she bounced on her peds.
"S-say that again?" He stuttered before swallowing.
"You're going to be a sire. I'm sparked." She managed to say somewhat calmly.
He removed his servos from her shoulders and slowly turned to face his friends. All their optics were wide, wondering what he was about to do. It felt like an eternity before:
"I'M GOING TO BE A SIRE!" He bellowed in excitement, disbelief, and pure joy. "I'm going to be a sire." He suddenly said softly before falling to his knees and covering his faceplates. "I'm going to be a sire." He managed to say as loud sobs took over, coolant pouring from his optics. He looked up at his twin. "Sunny, I-I'm g-going to be a s-sire. Damn, I'm going to be a sire."
Dawnstar got on her knees beside him and kissed him. He hugged her, trying to regain control of his emotions before speaking.
"Do you know the gender?" He asked softly as he wiped coolant tears away.
"Too early. the little one is only a decacycle into development." She smiled.
He nodded his helm as he placed a servo on her abdominal plates, just over the gestation tank. "I'm going to be a sire." He said in almost a whisper. "Wow… I just… I'm going to be a sire."
"Sideswipe is going to be a sire!" Smokescreen shouted.
"Woo! Go Sides!" Hound exclaimed.
"Yeeyah, Sides!" Trailbreaker piped up.
"I'm so excited!" Bluestreak squealed.
The other Autobots all cheered and excitedly blabbered. Sunstreaker just watched his twin, that small smile of his on his faceplates that he only wore when he was truly happy. That smile that only was reserved for his brother.
"How long until..?" Sideswipe asked.
"About another six decacycles." She smiled.
"That long? Primus, that's too long."
"It'll fly by." She said before kissing him on the lip plates.
"I still can't believe… I'm going to be a sire."
"We have to tell daddy and the spawn now."
"Right, gotta tell future sire-in-law and future stepson." He swallowed. "I'm going to be a sire."
"Hey, grouchy afthelm." Dawnstar grunted as she and Sideswipe barged into Starscream's office.
"What the hell do you want, slagging hellion?" The Air Commander grunted right back.
"I'm just here to give you this, dumb ol' scrapheap." She snapped as she handed him a datapad.
"And what is this, fragging, time-wasting creation?" He demanded as he took the datapad.
"Just read it and quit glitching." She said as she crossed her arms.
"If this is a death threat I'm going to call security."
"Try it and see what happens."
"Hmm," He smirked. "I love it when you threaten me like your carrier used to." He onlined the datapad and looked at it. "What is this slag? It's just a date and what do you mean 'six more to go?' Six more wha-" His optics widened. He looked up at her. "Are you..?"
She smiled. "I'm carrying."
Starscream was out of his seat faster than any Seeker should be allowed to go. He had his daughter in a tight hug and spun her around in a complete circle before putting her back on the ground. The two Seekers were both bouncing on their peds in excitement, their wings fluttering.
"How far along?" Starscream asked.
"About a decacycle." She smiled.
Starscream calmed down enough to place a servo on his daughter's abdominal plates, his wings lowering. He then hugged her as he started to softly cry his joy.
"I've made both of you cry." Dawnstar smirked.
Starscream kissed her cheekplates. "I'm so proud of you, Dawn. I know Moonstar would be too if she was here."
"I know, dad." She said softly.
"Dammit…" He then looked at Sideswipe. "Come here, Sideswipe."
"Uh, sure." Sideswipe said slowly before approaching.
The Autobot was surprised when the Air Commander had him and Dawnstar both in a tight hug, still quietly sobbing his happiness. Sideswipe hesitated before hugging back. Dawnstar was absolutely beaming.
"Starscream to Thundercracker and Skywarp." Starscream said as he pressed to digits to the side of his helm. "'Warp, teleport to my office immediately."
It was quiet for a few astrosecond before the room was filled with a purple flash. Skywarp and Thundercracker hesitated before speaking.
"What's up?" The black Seeker asked.
"I'm carrying." Dawnstar smiled.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!" Skywarp squeal as he excitedly shook his fists before grabbing Dawnstar and hugging her.
"Congrats, sweetie!" Thundercracker exclaimed when he finally stole her from his exuberant trinemate.
"It's all this slagger's fault." Starscream grunted as he jabbed a thumb at Sideswipe.
"Are you going to deactivate me?" Sideswipe asked slowly as he took a step back.
"If I was you'd already be deactivated." He vented a sigh. "No, you'll live still." He was silent a moment before hugging Sideswipe again. "Thank you. You've made my daughter happier than I've seen her since her carrier was deactivated. And I suppose I ought to apologize. You have only been kind to her and have given her everything that she has ever wanted. I won't forgive all the times you've tried to deactivate me or performed Jet Judo on me, but I am willing to forget about all that for her sake." He paused. "My trinemates and I accept you."
Sideswipe's optics widened. "Wow, really? So, like, you won't ever try to kill me again? Awesome!"
"As long as you don't hurt Dawn or my grandcreations, yes."
"Well, you have nothing to fear, then!" He paused. "Can we stop hugging? This is starting to get awkward."
"Seekers are big on cuddling so get used to it, slag breath."
"Is that an official thing to call someone you no longer will kill?" Sideswipe inquired as he shoved at the Seeker to let go.
"Something like that." Starscream shrugged still holding the Autobot.
"Gah! Dawn! Help me!" Sideswipe called out to her. "He's trying to kill me!"
"You'll get used to it." She said dismissively before resuming her excited chat with her "uncles."
Sideswipe's optics narrowed. Starscream finally released him and took a step back. The Seeker placed his servos on his hips and studied the Autobot for an astrosecond.
"Going to propose?" He asked in almost a whisper.
"Definitely." Sideswipe whispered back.
Starscream gave him that sexy, sly smirk of his. "I'll be sure to give you a bachelor party you won't ever forget. Invite your little Autobot friends and twin if you want. Everything will be on me."
"Um, yeah, sure." Sideswipe shrugged. "I'll be sure to do that."
"Good." Starscream then turned to his daughter. "So, princess, do you need me to get you anything? Energon goodies? Some heated blankets? A punching bag?"
Dawnstar giggled. "Energon goodies would be fine, dad. But, Sides and I gotta go hunt down Ramjet, Thrust, and Dirge so we can inform the spawn."
"Fine, leave me. I didn't like your company anyway." Starscream grunted as he crossed his arms.
"And I don't like yours." She snapped back.
"Fine!"
"Fine!" She turned around. "Come on, Sides. We are no longer appreciated here."
"I better not see you again." Starscream grumbled.
"You won't!" She exclaimed as she stood in the doorway with her mate.
"Love you!"
"Love you too, dad!"
Sideswipe scratched the back of his neck, not completely understanding those two's weird relationship.
"Starstreak, mommy and daddy have something to tell you." Dawnstar said as Starstreak sat between her and Sideswipe on the couch in Dawnstar's quarters.
"Wha?" The Seekerlet inquired.
"Well, you are going to be a big brother. Mommy has a little sparkling in her." She smiled.
Starstreak's optics were huge. "I'm gonna be a big brother?" He asked slowly.
"Yup." Sideswipe grinned at him. "And you get to help me and your mommy take care of your little sibling."
Starstreak's faceplates beamed as the largest smile spread over his faceplates. "I'm gonna be a big brother!" He excitedly bounced on the couch. "I want to see my brother!"
"Well, we don't know if your sibling will be a mechling or femmling yet, but you have to wait for a bit." Dawnstar explained.
"Why?"
"Your sibling isn't ready to come out yet. They are growing inside of mommy and once they are big enough they will come out and you can meet them."
"Oh…" He paused. "How did they get put in there?"
Sideswipe snickered. "I'll tell you in a few stellar cycles how they got in there." He kissed Starstreak's brow. "You happy?"
"Yeah!" Starstreak giggled.
"We are too." Dawnstar said softly. "And, daddy is moving in with us. Your grandsire is having a big room built for us and your daddy and Uncle Sunstreaker will be living with us. It will be like an apartment with several rooms, so, you get your own berthroom. You like that?"
"YES!"
Dawnstar and Sideswipe smiled at his enthusiasm. Starstreak looked up at Sideswipe and hugged him.
"Yay! Daddy will be living with us!"
"Yeah, I will be." Sideswipe said as he looked at Dawnstar.
"I'm so happy." Dawnstar smiled.
"And since we are in the process of making plans and everything, I think there's something else we should be thinking about." The Autobot said as he stood up.
"What's that, babe?"
Sideswipe got down on one knee before her and took her servos in his. Dawnstar's optics widened as her wings raised.
"Dawnstar, you are seriously the coolest, most awesome femme I've ever met. And despite your family being the quirkiest lot that I've ever had to deal with, I totally want to be with you and them for the rest of my life. And I just want to be with you forever and raise our little sparklings together, and possibly take over the world. So," He swallowed. "Will you be the greatest femme in existence and say 'yes' to being my Conjunx Endura?"
"Say 'yes,' mommy." Starstreak whispered to her.
"Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes! Slagging, yes!" She exclaimed as she bounced in her seat. "Why did you wait so long!?"
"I didn't want your cray-cray sire to deactivate me."
She grabbed his helm and kissed him on the lip plates. Starstreak scooted away as the two wildly kissed. He stuck his little glossa out in disgust and made a face.
"My daughter's carrying!" Starscream squealed as he ran into Skyfire's arms and hugged him. "I'm getting another grandcreation!"
"Oh, that's wonderful, sweetie!" Skyfire smiled. "I'm so happy for her and you."
"I'm going to have two grandcreations! I wonder what she's cooking up in there? A mechling or a femmling? Ooh, I just can't wait!" He said as he bounced on his peds.
"Maybe you'll get twins."
"EEE! I hope so!"
Skyfire rolled his optics as he just smiled. He kissed his mate on the lip plates and held him close. Starscream cuddled into him, the two just enjoying being together. Suddenly, Starscream pushed him away and pressed two digits against the side of his helm.
"He did what?" He asked into his comm. link. "Proposed? Well, tell him it's about slagging time, femme friend… Oh, I see… Well, tell him I expect him to make you sparked six more times after this. And tell him to try and get some twins in you. Or triplets. I don't give a damn which one… Dawn… Uh huh, sure… Love you too, princess. Love you so, fragging much. Recharge well." He cut the call and turned to Skyfire. "I'll be having a son-in-law in no time as well. He finally got the brass bearings and proposed."
"You happy?"
Starscream smirked. "Ecstatic."
"Me too."
"Is kissy, huggy time. All this excitement has made me tired. I want to cuddle and relax with my Conjunx Endura, now."
"Same here." Skyfire said before kissing his mate on the lip plates.
"I cannot believe that I am going to say this, but, I should had left Megatron and come to the Autobots a lot sooner." The Seeker said softly.
"You should have." Skyfire kissed his brow.
"I bet Moonstar is yelling 'I told you so' from the Well. She always tried to convince me to become an Autobot even though she knew I wouldn't listen." He vented a sigh. "It just isn't fair that she can't be here to meet her grandcreations as well."
"I know, love. This whole damn war and all the destruction it brought isn't fair." He kissed him again. "I may not have gotten to know her, but I know she's proud of you and Dawnstar. I'm proud of you both, and so are Thundercracker and Skywarp."
"I know." Starscream said in almost a whisper. "I love you."
"Love you too. Now, how about we put on a movie and do some cuddling."
"Alright. Let's get started before my nagging brothers get here and spoil things."
"As you wish."
The whole scene when Starstreak is annoying Starscream on his lap is something I personally experienced when my one cousin was a toddler. Oh, the nightmares... And the non-stop headbutts! Oh, and giving the baby the unplugged controller and making them think they are playing is also from experience. :P
I toss a stress ball around when I talk to my counselor. She also had this cool goo stuff that you can squeeze and mold, and I'm addicted to messing with that green stuff. XD
Poor Ratchet... His greatest fear has come to life: The Pit-spawn has reproduced. :P
And yay for Skyfire! He gets all the humpy times with the Elite Trine! XD Okay, not ALL, but certainly a lot.
Oh, you guys will LOVE the bachelor party that Starscream gives Sideswipe. And all Sideswipe's friends will also love it. Sideswipe... Well, you'll see his reaction. :P