ScatterShot let out a Gasp, Frame Trembling, Digits dug deep on Hun-Grrr's back.

"Hurts" ScatterShot tried to speak between the heavy breathing and The pain, Hun-Grrr pull the other mech Closer.

"I know, It'll end soon don't worry" Hun-Grrr tried to calm him down.

ScatterShot hated this, He should've think about it he should've said He wasn't ready! Yet here he is Laying on Hun-Grrr's berth, Holding the other mech like he's going to die.

While their spark tried to bond, He didn't expect this to be... Painful? It's the same painful as his first interface.

Nothing about these are pleasurable, He doesn't understand why people think these pain are Pleasure! He wanted it to stop quickly! ScatterShot gasped out searching for air again.

It hurts

Then the heat started to calm down, both spark calmed down and Hun-Grrr Slowly move away. ScatterShot's Chestplate quickly covered back his Spark.

His gaze were blurry.

"You really are unpredictable Commander ScatterShot, Not that I'm Complaining" Hun-Grrr smirk, He Close his own Chestplate.

ScatterShot didn't answer he just put one arm above his face covering it, Hun-Grrr chuckle and he lean down to remove the Arm, ScatterShot grunted.

"Come on, Don't hide your face from me" The Terrorcon Commander whined. ScatterShot doesn't seems to care, His arm keep covering his face.

Cute.

Hun-Grrr send an affectionate words through the bond, he did NOT expect ScatterShot to flinch and quickly sat up like the mech was startled by something.

"Pfffffffft- Did you just get surprised by it?" Hun-Grrr tried to hold his laugh.

ScatterShot Visor dimmer "Shut Up!" He growl before falling back to the berth.

"You're adorable" Hun-Grrr purred "are you sure You're not up for an Interface?" "No, Hun-Grrr we talked about this... I'm tired" ScatterShot gave a fake yawned.

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"Strafe is back in the medbay?" First Aid asked worried and confused, Rachet nod.

"Nosecone found him in his room, Already unconscious apparently none of his brothers was there when he's having a breakdown, and now he's in the recovery room... He lost a lot of Energon" Ratchet explained.

First Aid look down to the ground, Strafe was so young yet he had to deal with all of this? "I hope he's ok..." "Mhm, I think the caused of Bonding with two mech also stressed him more"

"Who are the mechs?" to First Aid Dissapointment Ratchet Shake his head "I dont know... But I know who does, but... I don't think it's right to look into the kid's life that deep" Ratchet Spoke, he know That none of them are Autobots, it's clear in the way Strafe talks about them, And he does want to find out who but he doesn't want to make Strafe uncomfortable.

So he waited when his Grandson is ready to tell him.

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Strafe awoke, Optics staring to the Ceiling... An unfamiliar ceiling yet familiar at the same time.

He could feel the worried in both His Gestalts bond and Conjunx Bond.

Worried?

They're all worried about him?Why?they're just waisting their time

Strafe shake his helm, He need to get the negative thoughts out of his processor, His spark felt weak, it felt like it would shatter at any moment.

But he know it wont, It's just the pain speaking.

Ratchet was right, He's stupid... He should've think about the consequences but yet he doesn't want to hurt either CutThroat or RipperSnappermentally and emotionally not physically he would stab them if he can, Without hesitation

"You're awake kid" "hi Wheeljack" Strafe gave aForced smile, Wheeljack huffed and went to his side gently patting the Flier's Weak frame.

"That smile might fool everyone else but it wont fool me" the Older bot spoke, Strafe Smile slowly fade away.

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he observe how the autobots treat his father and uncles, How? How could they still smile when some of the Autobot made fun of them because... Of their lack of intelligence?

Strafe wanted those that had made fun of his creator to die, He wanted to rip off their spark from their chest and feed it to them.

He hated himself for having negative thoughts, It's unhealthy he knows that.

Everyday Strafe Stands in front of the mirror, In front of his own reflection Practicing to Fake a smile, to fake a laugh.

So no one can see the twisted mind he have, Everyone was fooled, They see him as just a friendly and Kind mech.

But Strafe wasn't Satisfied, The more he Fake his act, the more he pretend, the more it hurts him inside. Ho w? How could they be so blind? Pathetic...

And yet again there was always someone that can see behind the mirror of his act, Someone outside his gestalts.

"You seems to fool everyone so easily huh?" Wheeljack Chuckle.

One of his Grandfather knew, the Twisted Mind behind Strafe's mask. And yet Wheeljack never tried to change him.

Strafe Respected that.

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everything will be fine

Everything will be alright

He tried to remind himself.

NoseCone tried to keep positive, For his Brothers Sake, For his father's and his grandfathers.

He tried to keep everything in place, something that used to be so perfect started to crumble, it's pieces started to fall.

It's like a puzzle that start to lose it's pieces one by one, and NoseCone can't find a way to fix it... It frustrated him.

NoseCone was a perfectionist a Calculated Tactician and yet he can't get himself to even understand the situation or fix it, His Gestalts is falling apart without ScatterShot around.

Not just his Gestalts, His whole family start to fall apart, He had seen how Strafe getting worse, How Grimlock started to be more and more depressed by the day, How LightSpeed start to bury himself in wory more and how AfterBurner lock himself in his room more often.

This Technobots main room used to be so lively, even if The Liveliness sometimes annoyed him but it's what made it feel like home to them.

Now? It's so quiet...

NoseCone stare at the door, Hoping... Praying to which ever god that will answer him that the door will open and There's ScatterShot standing there.

He missed his Commander, His Youngest Brother, His Gestalt... ScatterShot was his responsibility to keep safe and yet now he failed that mission.

His brother isn't with him he doesn't even know if ScatterShot is safe, The mech doesn't answer any comm or text, he closed his gestalts bond.

NoseCone Almost flinch when he felt a weight on his Shoulder, he look to his left to see AfterBurner was sitting next to him, leaning to NoseCone for Support.

The mech seems tired? Have he not get any Recharge? Oh what will ScatterShot think of this? ScatterShot would be mad... Imagining His Commander reaction made him chuckle which caught AfterBurner's attention.

The younger mech look up at him confused "What's so funny?" The motorcycle ask, NoseCone shake his head "Nothing, I just remembered about something"

AfterBurner responded with a grunt before he Shut his Visor down and Slowly fall into Recharge, Leaning to his Older Brother.

NoseCone doesn't mind, All his younger Brothers do the same habit like this when they're feeling down, or when they're not in the best of state.

He misses how ScatterShot used to just come up to him and lean to him, The mech was bigger than him but Somehow He knows that ScatterShot felt move Save being around him.

Strafe and LightSpeed does the same too, NoseCone knew his Younger Brothers feel safer being near him, Even if They are More Skilled than him in battle... They felt safer and more protected when they're around him.

And he felt happy knowing that they Needs him.

AfterBurner shifted and tug himself closer to NoseCone, curling his body next to the drill gripping on NoseCone's Frame fearing if his older borther will leave him.

NoseCone chuckle and gently pat the Wheel on AfterBurner's Back.

"Sleep well Burner" he whispered.

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"You look beat" Megatron gave a Disgusted Hiss, ScatterShot huffed and sat down next to the Decepticon Leader "shut Up!" He responded.

"So, SoundWave started a new rumors" "I know, That New rumor what Makes Hun-Grrr became more Possessive!" ScatterShot complained.

Megatron Optics Brighten "Oh? Do tell" "He ask me to Bond last Night!" "And you said?" "Yes..." Megatron doesn't seems to be surprised.

"How does it feel?" The Decepticon Leader ask "PAINFUL" ScatterShot cried, Megatron sigh and gently pat the mech's shoulder trying to comfort him.

"Why do people do this for fun? What is wrong with them?!" ScatterShot started to complain again, He can't understand how some people actually enjoys this... "Interfacing and Bonding Hurts Liks Pit! I dont Want to go through that ever again" he continues

Megatron only hums and nod at every sentence the other mech let out "I'm so tired, My energy is Drained and I can't believe I'm bonded with Hun-Grrr now" ScatterShot sigh and look down at the ground.

"It was your deal, I told you you're playing a dangerous game" Megatron warned him again, ScatterShot knew it was dangerous, It wasn't the right way but it was the only way to keep his gestalts safe.

"Interfacing and Bonding only hurts when it's your first time Doing it, Since your Body tried to adjust with the new unexpected change" Megatron explain, earning a whine from ScatterShot.

"And people think it's pleasant?!" The ex autobot ask, Megatron nod.

"Ew"

"You'll get used to it"