A/N: Hey, I promised some uplifting, right? :D Keep in mind this chapter is during the waiting process that Ratchet and Wheeljack deemed necessary in the previous chapter.

A/N (added): Sorry for the repost! hopefully this fixes whatever issues the site is having... Last time.

Innuendos! There, you've been warned :P

"By the way, pay up you two." A voice snickered across the Decepticons' 'Wreck' room. Everyone looked up and towards Thrust who was eyeing Ramjet and Dirge.

"For what?" Dirge suddenly asked as Ramjet looked up from the jet fuel he had been consuming. They quickly shared a glance and smirk, already knowing who Thrust was addressing and for why.

"Swindle lasted a little over an Earth-month, you both owe me!" Thrust then boasted, "Thundercracker told me Starscream crushed his Spark chamber. Pay up."

"Look at you all knowledgeable on Earthen time frames and stuff," Dirge sneered.

Thrust pushed him over in his seat just to watch him fumble like an idiot, "It's knowledge like that that makes you pay when the time comes. Give." He held his hand out in front of Dirge's face and Dirge slapped it with what they had been betting.

"Damn it!" Ramjet snorted in a fit of laughter, "We do owe him."

"You had a bet going on over Swindle?" Breakdown asked as he approached the three.

"Pit yeah,"

"Pity, should have let us in on it," the Stunticon sneered.

"Damn you 'Screamer!" Ramjet called, "Should have killed him faster!" As he raised his hand, some raw diamonds fell from it. He quickly snatched them up and ate them.

"The humans are going to have a fit if you don't stop eating from their diamond mines." Drag Strip snorted.

"I can't help it if they have the same stuff here too. How do you think I manage to not kill myself? Dive and hope for the best?" Ramjet retorted as he popped another, "Besides, I don't need it all that often. This will last me a long while. Might as well stock up while I can,"

Back at the Autobot base worried glances kept going to the door where Barricade, Starscream and Mikaela were hiding from the rest. "How is it she can still be alive in there?" Bluestreak whispered.

"Let's take bets, 'Streak," Sunstreaker gave a wicked grin.

Bluestreak grimaced at the yellow warrior, "You would, wouldn't you."

Sometimes late when things are real and people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait and catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves…

While Ratchet and Wheeljack stayed the extra time with Blacklight, getting recovery information from him, Mikaela witnessed something bizarre with Starscream and Barricade. Suddenly the two she was with became livelier, as if something wound up their invisible keys. She figured it was probably more to keep their minds off Blacklight. She also figured that whatever followed after this creepy key winding would probably never be forgotten.

"She can help you, 'Screamer. I will live. Mikaela?" the femme asked.

Said human leaned up from her chest, "Yeah, 'Cade?"

"Can you work on 'Screamer? If something isn't done he will go into stasis lock," she said.

"Yeah, sure," Mikaela wiped her hands on her rag and climbed around, looking up at Starscream expectantly.

The Seeker snapped out of his gloom and glared at the girl and then turned his glare on Barricade, "I won't allow a puny organic in my chest. Imagine the nasty of human innards in you. Sickening."

"Shut up and let her work on you," Barricade snorted, "Lie on your back and open your chest for her. It's not like something like that even could happen." Starscream gave Barricade a look of 'who are you, Primus?' She only challenged back. "Do it."

"Me? On my back? What am I, some sort of earth dog?"

"I'll give you a biscuit if you lie down,"

The Seeker gasped at her remark, "You forget I have thrusters there – one that's even out of commission. I can't just suck them in and make them disappear, you know. It doesn't work that way."

"Make it work."

"You know how vulnerable I am on my back?"

"Does it look like I care? Do it," Barricade pointed, knowing full well she could take advantage of the fact he was so weak. Mikaela stood up next to the Seeker, watching the fluids fall from him in drips.

He glanced down at the girl before looking back at Barricade cynically, "No,"

"Fine," Barricade suddenly pushed herself up and used her weight against him, Mikaela dodged out of the way as the femme suddenly forced Starscream back, causing the Seeker to screech as they both plowed into the far away wall.

Starscream reversed the pin and held Barricade against the wall, glancing down at her Spark that was still exposed. His glance turned into a longing stare, "Stop that,"

Starscream was roused from his stare when he jolted from her voice, "What?"

"Stop staring at my Spark!" and her chest slammed and clicked closed before she used the hydraulics in her undamaged wrist to pull free and grab him and slam him into the wall herself.

"I wasn't staring," he tried to defend as he fought the smaller femme off of him.

"Liar,"

The sounds made everyone outside startle and look to the room in surprise, "What the frag? Are they killing each other in there?" Sideswipe asked.

"They're Decepticons, I wouldn't doubt it," Prowl replied with a well hidden smirk.

"Mikaela's in there. She could get hurt." Bumblebee suddenly stated, wincing at another bang. "Maybe someone should check on them."

"You go right ahead, 'Bee. Lemme know how that turns out." Prowl challenged. There was a reason no one went into that room.

Starscream pulled from Barricade's grip and stood, pushing her away and she went at him again, trying to spear him. He went down with a loud fumble and nearly landed on Mikaela, who took this moment to escape the two suddenly rambunctious lunatics, going to the door.

It was even more interesting when Mikaela turned to look when one of them grunted. Barricade had the Seeker off the ground and pushed against the wall for a second time. Starscream muttered something and pushed her hard back, causing her to slide across the floor and land against the wall next to Mikaela, "You stubborn Seeker!" she growled as she went to get back up.

"Doesn't your knee hurt or something?" Starscream suddenly asked dubiously.

"If it did, do you think I would be putting weight on it?" The femme snorted. "I thought you were a scientist."

Mikaela had finally had enough of almost being landed on. She flew out of the room claiming a giant toy death match. Everyone stilled and gasped at her as a hand came out of the room behind her. Before she could shut the door, it snagged her making her yelp in surprise, "Oh no you don't, missy! If I have to suffer, so do you!"

Everyone startled at the fact it was Starscream's voice. Of course, there was wide set panic as they all darted to the little door. They leaned down to witness the most peculiar display.

Barricade had gone to leap at Starscream again, and he suddenly held up his 'hostage', "Ah, ah, ah," his other hand went up as he lifted a finger and pointed, "I have your human! Safe!"

Barricade stopped short and put her hand out, "That's not fair! Give! You can't use my pet as your hostage!"

Mikaela offhandedly wondered while she was hanging out in Starscream's hand when she became Barricade's possession and most emphatically, her pet. She always did want a pet Mustang.

Starscream's claws curled more around the girl as he moved around. She swore she was going to be sick from all of the movement. "Ha! You can't hurt me with her in my hand!"

"You're right," Barricade nodded and then grabbed the wrist that was attached to the hand holding her human and used the rest of her weight to shove Starscream down. With a screech, the Seeker went to the ground and she quickly leapt onto him, planting her aft on his abdomen, looking down at him with a smug grin, "You underestimate me, Seeker. I can hold you down until you give me back my human!"

Starscream stopped. He had this femme on his abdomen and she was squirming and moving further down his body. He surprised himself when he realized he was finding it rather arousing. He did his best to ignore it. "No. Get off."

"Give!" She continued to move over him, apparently oblivious to what she was doing to the poor Commander.

He watched her. When she looked at his optics, he quickly spoke and got his mind off her. "But…!"

"No buts! Give her to me, 'Screamer!" The femme leaned up and reached for Mikaela.

"Stop that! Get off of me!" Starscream squirmed, pushing at the femme with his free hand.

Still, she did not move. "No, gimme!"

"I want to keep her!" he glanced at Mikaela then back to Barricade. Any excuse would be worth it right now, "She's so cute! Mine."

"Miles is your pet, gimme!" Again the femme reached out for Mikaela, inadvertently pressing her weight on him.

'Damn you femme,' Starscream thought to himself as he moved Mikaela out of her reach. "So what if I already have Miles as a pet, I get two 'cause I'm the Leader!"

"Forget it! She's mine, hand her over!"

Alright, being claimed was one thing. Being held in the grip of a supposedly evil Decepticon leader was quite another, but being called cute? That was the line so not to be crossed, "Dude, I haven't been cute since I was like 2. I am not cute." She never did think she would ever be argued over quite like this. Guys, she might understand…

Giant robots from outer space? Nope.

Starscream looked at the girl, "No one asked you." then back to Barricade. Mikaela's jaw dropped in mock insult.

Neither of them saw right away the optics and eyes that watched them from the other side of the door that had been left open. But that was quick to change when Starscream saw the open door, "Go away! Decepticon affair!" he yelled, kicking his legs furiously like a trapped bird. "Lemme go so I can maim them for eavesdropping!" Barricade would have worn a foot in the abdomen, however she had made her way between his legs and was now using her arms to pin the Seeker down by his sides.

Sunstreaker and Sideswipe quickly moved away after everyone else. It looked Barricade had the upper hand. Whatever she was doing to him, they wanted to know. They wouldn't mind seeing a fight break out, which it appeared to be escalating to.

Barricade turned to look in the direction of the now empty door. "See? You scared them." She glanced back to the Seeker, "Let her go so she can shut the door,"

"I can always do it. Let me up."

"Oh no you don't. Put her down!"

Starscream sulked as he let the girl down so she could shut the door. The Autobots were baffled as the door was slammed shut by the very girl who was apparently being held hostage.

Mikaela turned back towards the two and watched them a moment. It was kinda cute, but she wouldn't dare admit that. She could only snicker a little that the femme had pinned the Seeker.

Starscream went to push Barricade back, more alarmed at the disturbingly increasing thoughts that were invading his mind than the fact she was holding him against his will. "Get off of me you wretched femme!"

"You scream like a little girl. Open your core, 'Screamer. The sooner you do it, the sooner I can get up." The femme leaned up slightly, only pressing one hand to his cockpit.

The Seeker looked away, chasing away the unfamiliar and creepy thoughts that pounded his mind, "No. You can't make me."

"We can do this the easy way… or the hard way. And I promise you won't like the hard way."

"And that's supposed to convince me?" He pulled his left arm over his chest.

"I will do it for you." Barricade reached for the arm. She grabbed said arm and pinned it to his side, glaring down at the Seeker.

Watching the femme move up him, he could not get his mind off the fact she was in this position. He had no idea why he was even having these thoughts. "I'm the leader! I said no!" he tried to defend, getting his mind back on the matter at hand. "And if you do not get off of me, you're gonna learn how to fly the hard way."

Barricade remained stubbornly on him, daring the mech to go through with his threat, even though she didn't think he could anyway. He was too weak to put up much more of a fight.

Mikaela outright laughed at the two. Talk about a bunch of teens. Then again, how old were they in their years? Were they young? Perhaps, but certain Autobots seemed to be so down to the point than what she had seen in Decepticons so far, from who she had met, they were more down to Earth.

"You can't do this to me! I'm the leader… remember?" He snapped in an arrogant tone toward the hunter, "Decepticon Overlord Starscream here! I'm boss!"

"You keep assuming I give a damn." Barricade retorted. "Get it over with."

He pulled, "Let me go, soldier! I will not tolerate this insubordination!"

"There's nothing you can do about it. You are at my mercy, 'Screamer,"

Since when did the dominant side of the scale tip to the femme? How is it he was practically giving in to her whim and above all why? He had never allowed a femme to ever talk to him like this while Megatron had still been alive. Why would he now? Starscream glanced down her body quickly and smirked, 'Then again, being at the mercy of a femme…'

What was wrong with him today? He snapped at himself for thinking such a thing, '… Just not this twisted femme. Pit no.' he then glared at Barricade. "Stop calling me that. Get off." He didn't care if she was the last or not.

He'd actually feel bad for the idiotic mech whoever would Spark-Mate with her. They had absolutely no idea what putting up with her actually meant! In fact he was wondering why he was around her so much. He blamed it on the Sparkling. Perhaps it was just the fact that he needed to protect them as a Leader and felt the need to be around her so much more.

Yup, all Blacklight's fault, it had to be, because he would never want to spend this much time around her and yet he always did.

"Shut up and open up," Barricade put her hand down for Mikaela who walked up and stood there as the femme lifted her above Starscream. The Seeker stared at the girl as she looked at his various wounds. As soon as Barricade realized that Starscream was calming, she set her on Starscream's abdomen where Starscream hadn't been shot as badly, "You will let her work on you?"

"Nope," he protested with a dramatic pout as he turned his head away.

Mikaela watched curiously. She wasn't entirely sure what to think, since she didn't know that much about Cybertronians, but to her, they looked like they were flirting! It was rather comical seeing these two like this.

"You can't stop her," Barricade grabbed his right arm, directly on his mini-gun and made him squeak in surprise, then moved it. She leaned up slightly, "I will hold you down, 'Screamer. I'm not even trying right now."

'Being held down by a femme?' The Seeker thought to himself, then saw her watching his expression and he quickly frowned, "Then I'll call for my Trine, they'll save me from your evil clutches!"

"They will only help and you know it..." the femme protested, finalizing his struggles against her now upper strength, "Now open up, weakling," The mech relaxed slightly under Barricade, knowing he wasn't getting out of this.

Mikaela found the chance to reach into his abdomen and fix one line, watching Starscream wince in pain, "Wuss, it's not all that bad. Barricade didn't even move." she murmured as she took the vice grips to another line. Barricade remained where she was, leaning an arm on each of Starscream's knees, watching the girl as she went around his cockpit. When she saw Mikaela looking for more damaged lines, she guided her.

The Seeker watched Mikaela walk over him, kneel down, fix a line and go for another. "Why are you doing this anyway?" he asked the girl, "I'm the big-bad-scary-evil giant robot your father warned you about. Literally."

Mikaela simply looked up at him and shook her head with a laugh. Now that she thought about it, her father had said something like that over the phone about conspiracy theories when it came to mentioning Mission City. Was he listening in on her phone line? "Because, I know you're not as bad as everyone makes you out to be,"

"Oh really…?"

"Really, really."

"Then how about I squish you right here and now?" he asked in mock evilness.

"Because you won't," she crawled to another part in his armor and reached down, grabbing the line she found and pinched it closed, when she went to withdraw her hand, she suddenly felt metal wrap around it tightly, but not enough to hurt. As if it was holding her there.

"That's what you think, little human," Starscream muttered and Mikaela looked up at him.

"Let me go, Starscream,"

"No…" he drawled out in a sardonically thoughtful tone, "I don't think I will…"

"Damnit, you're worse than a Sparkling!" Mikaela yelled and she saw him ready to say something and pointed at him, "…And I can say that because I have been watching one grow, you twit."

Starscream shied his head back slightly at the fact she was referring to him as a fish. "You're a weird little creature that may rival even Skywarp…"

Why was he comparing her to Skywarp? "Just lemme go so I can work,"

Suddenly Barricade's hand flew up and then cuffed Starscream upside the head, which he flinched and grimaced at her. The shock alone caused him to let the girl go. He glared up at them as the girl as she scuttled to another part of his body, "I'll have you know I absolutely hate you both right now,"

"The feeling is mutual, Seeker." Barricade mumbled and looked away.

The girl systematically went over his frame, ignoring his complaining until she came to his wings, where she saw him wince. 'Wow, that sensitive?' She kneeled down, reaching for a hole, and the armor shivered, "Be careful!" he hissed, glaring at her.

Mikaela's eyes went to the femme who shrugged and then she went back to work on Starscream, she lightly ran her hand down into one of the holes created by the rounds and Starscream shuddered again, "Alright! Stop!"

Mikaela shied back from her repair and gave a worried look to Starscream. She didn't know if she had done something wrong. "What?"

"That hurts!" the Seeker screeched.

"Tuh. Wuss," Barricade murmured.

Starscream furrowed his optics at Barricade, "…Am not,"

"Are," the girl suddenly said.

The commander's optics went to the girl, "I am not!"

"Yes, you are."

He got really quiet and then decided to use his smug ways to try mock Mikaela, "I will have you know that I am extremely sensitive in my wings, you idiot. You obviously know nothing of the Seekers," he threw his head dramatically.

"You're right. I missed that class…" she tapped her chin with the energon and liquid covered vice grip, "What was it? How To Care For Evil-Giant-Alien-Robot-Seekers-That-Technically-Don't-Exist?" She retorted, "Yep, so, how the hell would I know anything about your anatomy?" she shrugged as she quickly plunged her hand again with a huff, "Damn, was there a like, a special school you went to or something?" She moved onto the last one, cutting off the flow before he could move in an act of defiance, "Of course I know nothing of Seekers, jackass. You're an alien."

There was a motive to her madness, knowing he had been paying too much attention to their squabbling to have noticed that she was done. She quickly moved from his wings then came to his chest and stared at his optics, "Now, Mr. Alien Overlord, open sesame," she tapped her foot lightly at his chest.

"You mean you really don't know what you're doing?" Starscream asked.

"Exactly," she wiped her brow with her arm, "open up,"

He gave her a dubious laugh. "Ha, forget it! I would rather run the strongest alloy razor wire over my wings than open my chest for you!"

"Well you could open up willingly, or I am sure that I could find the switch that Ratchet uses," she winked. "He did show me a thing or two."

"You… You wouldn't violate me like that!" Starscream hissed indignantly.

"Oh, try me," Mikaela smirked, "Now…" she tapped the vice grip on his chest plates, "You gonna or do I have to do it for you?"

"But I'm in the presence of a femme! She might find my Spark too pretty and try something on me! You're witness that she's been staring at me!"

"In your wildest dreams, 'Screamer." The femme muttered as she shifted her weight.

"See, she's not planning anything, open."

A loud and a much-exaggerated sigh emanated from the Seeker as suddenly his chest shifted and opened, exposing his Spark to her, "You are one demanding human," He wondered why he was willing to reveal his Spark to either of these idiots. He was extremely vulnerable.

"Nah, I just give a shit," Mikaela commented as she climbed around him.

"I still hate you, fleshling,"

"I'm sure you do Mr.-big-bad-scary-evil-giant robot."

"Don't mock me," he frowned with indignity, "I'm still a mighty leader, you know." He then turned his glare onto Barricade, "Keep staring at my Spark, Barricade. It might suck you into its vortex of evilness." The femme grunted and deliberately kept her optics on Mikaela.

Mikaela's voice carried from a particular spot she had climbed into. "Shut it. You're gonna make me laugh. Would you rather I cut a vital part of you because you won't stop saying funny shit?" She could see it now: Evil Decepticon Leader Dies From Laughter – Literally. That would be funny.

After a while, Sam braved the room after having been told that Mikaela was in a small room with two warring alien robots. He hadn't been speaking much to her, as they were slowly growing apart because of their differences. But he still cared about her and was worried about her safety.

He stopped dead in his tracks at what was in front of him. There was Barricade, kneeling between Starscream's legs, his chest wide open and something moving around said Seeker's chest. Immediately he went to back away, fearing he had walked in on something he shouldn't have, but to his dismay, he had already been seen. Mikaela heard both of the Decepticons snap their attention somewhere and she stuck her head out of the cavity to see as well, "Sam!" she called.

"Mikaela?" he asked, stepping slowly toward the three, "Mikaela, w-what are you doing up there?" pointing frantically to the Decepticons, "What are you, crazy? Get down!"

"Um... you know how the government requires all of these tests on our brains, right?" she then dived again, ignoring his other words. "What's it look like to you?" she asked with a muffled voice.

Sam was confused by her statement, so he ignored it, "It looks like an interstellar ménage à trois, but what's the point?" He squeaked, "Why are you in the chest of a Decepticon, especially his chest?"

The girl stopped to see what exactly he saw. She thought nothing of it, but then again… a guy walking in and seeing the position of the 'Cons was all she needed. She laughed so hard she had to stop working, "Sam, you're a perv,"

"Decepticon affair! Leave!" Starscream suddenly hissed and he tried so hard to sound menacing, even going so far as to growl and flare at him. Sam backed up a step on instinct, reaching for the door. He still did not trust the Decepticons – he made it a vow to never completely trust them.

Mikaela stood up and pointed the fluid covered vice grips at Starscream's face, "…Whatever look you were going for, you missed,"

Starscream's head fell with mock embarrassment, knowing she was right, "Bitch," he muttered.

"The pick of the litter," The girl dived again as Barricade was now staring at the commander. Her optics were fixed on him and then his Spark.

At first, Starscream didn't notice the stare, being he was watching Sam, but then he looked up at Barricade and shied in surprise, "What is it with you, Barricade?"

Barricade jerked from her stupor, "Huh?"

"I order you to stop staring at me! Seriously! You're creeping me out!"

Mikaela nearly fell from laughing as she balanced herself when she used two very small mechanics while she squeezed another line shut, "I think she's attracted to you, Starscream." She said with a laugh, "Do it again," the girl egged.

"Absolutely not. It's disturbing!"

"I'll have you know I am not attracted to anyone!" Barricade growled in defense. Decepticons didn't attract one another. Unless one was a medic, seeing others' Sparks was uncommon.

"Uh huh, right, sure you're not. Barricade, if that's not attraction, I don't know what is." Mikaela roughly cut the flow to another line making Starscream twitch and peeked her head up to look over to Sam, "C'mere, Sam, now that you're here, I could use your help,"

The boy was stunned. He just couldn't understand! This just did not work out! The Autobots were so adamant about how deadly and ruthless these Decepticons were, and here they were acting like every day people – Like best buddies. He was expecting weapons and stomping.

He stalled when Mikaela's voice carried to him, "What? Ohhh, no, no, no, forget that Mikaela!" he suddenly backed up, staring at the two Decepticons, "You're out of your mind, ya know! They could kill you! You need to get out of there!"

"You're right," she said with strain and a huff, "They could kill me, just like the Autobots could." Another line closed, "But will they?" she moved onto another line, still talking, "Do you see me dead yet?"

"Key word there… Yet," Starscream muttered.

"You're a wordy bastard, has anyone ever told you that?" Mikaela snapped at Starscream. Barricade snickered.

Sam gasped, but more in confusion when Starscream's claws didn't throw the girl across the room, instead he only glared at her, "Dude, you're lucky he doesn't squish you for talking like that! He is the leader of the Decepticons!"

"What he is –" She went for another line, "Is a big-bad-scary-evil-giant wuss." As she closed the line a little rougher than she really needed, Starscream hissed in pain, "See?"

Had the kid not learned anything? "What, are you like all chummy-chummy with all of the Decepticons now?"

"Well I can test that theory and go outside after this and see if his trine will attack me," Mikaela peeked back up over the side of the Seeker, "I heard they are close by."

"I shall order my trine to stomp on you until you're a little pile of mush, Mikaela," the Seeker mumbled.

"H-he calls you by your name?" Sam asked with skepticism. He had heard the way Decepticons spoke to humans before. Using people's internet usernames or their apparent favorite: 'fleshling'. Barricade he came to accept, albeit unwillingly, but coming from the Decepticon Commander just sounded downright weird.

Mikaela walked up to Starscream's face and patted him with mock cuteness, "Sure you will Mr. Great-and-Glorious-Decepticon Leader," and she went back to his chest, "…after I am done fixing you."

"Why can't I just kill her?" Starscream looked at Barricade confusion mixed with plead. He wasn't entirely sure why he couldn't just kill her. "It's as easy as blinking, yet I can't find it in myself to do it."

"Because the little Decepticon prince would hate you," Mikaela called.

'Little prince, eh?' "Shut up,"

"Make me,"

"Your wish is my command!" Starscream went to sit up slightly, causing her to lose her balance and fall into one of his holds, she ducked and he closed his chest over her. So now she sat inside of him, "Ha! Sweet, sweet silence!"

Sam panicked by the sound of Starscream's voice, "Mikaela!" He went running up to them, seeing Starscream's chest close, "Mikaela! No!" Starscream and Barricade both smirked as Sam went into hysterics.

"Yes! Yes, I could kill her!"

Ratchet took a few more readings then nodded. It was time. "Check outside and tell me who's closest, 'Jack."

Wheeljack went to the door and unlocked it, peering out and then looked back in to the medic, "Jetfire."

Considering who could have been there, he figured it was better than one of the twins, "He'll do. Have him get Barricade and Starscream." Wheeljack nodded and did as requested.

Mikaela looked around the hole she was now trapped in. There was little light and it was interestingly warm and noisy. She pounded lightly on the armor that held her in, "Very funny," He heard her, but no one else did.

"Too bad this room can't be sound proofed. It's awfully noisy." Starscream commented as he looked to his chest then to Sam casually.

"Starscream, lemme out of here you giant… pterodactyl!" Sam certainly heard that. He was confused a moment, because Starscream said he'd killed her.

"Pterodactyl? I'll have you know that I am the fastest thing in your petty skies!" he said with pride.

Barricade snickered when Mikaela giggled, "You know 'Screamer, I don't think she gives a shit,"

"Shut up, you,"

"You forget I am in here next to your Spark Chamber, hmm, Starscream?" Mikaela tapped on it for emphasis from within her rather uncomfortable hole, still grinning and getting a cramp.

"Starscream let Mikaela go!" Sam bellowed, wondering if he should get the Autobots in here to deal with this. The Seeker only glanced at him before looking to Barricade who was watching the whole ordeal.

"In your dreams, fleshling," He said with a dark voice. He was actually having fun, how dare he come and try to ruin it for him, "She can stay in there until she learns how to shut her face to a superior being such as me, the Supreme Commander of the Decepticons," he mocked Megatron, scaring Sam even more. The boy stared at Starscream as if he were a deer staring at headlights.

Sam panicked, "Shit, shit, shit!" All he could see was a dead Mikaela, but then again… he heard her. He stopped in unsure silence, hesitant of what to do. She sounded… fine?

And it was about that time that Mikaela's phone rang, alerting the 'Cons and Sam. Suddenly Mikaela's voice was heard as she mumbled something and then she tapped on his armor.

"Miles wants to talk to you."

"Tell him I'm busy trying to kill you."

There was more mumbling before Starscream heard her again, "He said he's on his way so he can watch. Man, he's becoming as twisted as you."

"At least he's learning from the best."

"Starscream let her out! You're gonna kill her!" Sam yelled, scared.

"If that's what it takes, yup."

"She trusted you! She trusted the Decepticons!"

"Yeah, and? She trusted you to get into a yellow Camaro and look what it led to." He said as fiercely as he could, "Death. By. Me." Not evil? Ha! He watched Sam's face turn to pure horror. What a riot!

Tap, tap, tap.

The Seeker sighed heavily as if agitated and he looked down to his chest, "Fine." He deflated when he realized that Mikaela was now annoyingly tapping his spark chamber and he opened his chest, grabbed her with his hand and picked her up, and held her in front of his face, "I will find something to do with you that I hope will be most unpleasant."

Sam stopped, debating on running or going to help Mikaela. She had pissed the seeker off now and he was going to throw her and kill her, he knew it. Sam just stared at the small group in front of him in a total loss for words. Here was the infamous Starscream, Air Commander of all Seekers, Leader of the Decepticons, playing around with Barricade and Mikaela as if they were best of friends. Starscream set the girl down, "I really, really do hate you, Mikaela."

Mikaela sifted her way through wires feeling better that both Starscream and Barricade were calmer with their minds on the banter rather than being on Blacklight. She went through his mechanics to get down into his chest deeper. Surprisingly, Mikaela found out one detail about Starscream while she worked on him and she tilted her head with an evil silent snicker, 'Now you have a reason to,'

The very unlucky and supposed big-bad-scary-evil-giant robot, Supreme Commander of the Decepticons, was in fact, ticklish. At least she now knew where Blacklight got it from. "Hold him good, 'Cade!"

Jetfire stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Sam come running out and slammed the door behind him. He looked as pale as a ghost and was gasping for air. Everyone outside literally jumped when there was a loud crash and Starscream screeched as loudly as he could, "MIKAELA! I ABSOLUTELY DESPISE YOU!"

Of course, the Autobots became worried at that statement and what had happened to Sam.

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening…

Haha, who knew Starscream could be ticklish. Yeah, sure. Sounds like hatred too.

And yes, I would probably remember that moment for the rest of my life too lol - Starscream and Barricade acting like... that. lol