It had been a long and rough day. First, they had to get up at and unprimusly joor in the morning, for an energon scouting mission in Indonesia. Which promptly when sideways, as they wandered into a decepticon occupied mine, getting shot at by the guards at said mine, and nearly dying because the completely necessary cave during their escape. And to top it all off, he had to deal with something, Nya had called a 'bird strike'. Yeah, that was a fun mess to clean up.

So, after a relatively awful day, Nya had the genius idea to go out for the night. While Starscream initially protested, she, along with confirmation for prime, eventually dragged him along. This was how the seeker found himself in his haloform, walking on one of Jasper's sidewalks, in the middle of the night. At least the feeling of Nya's arm hooked around his false one, made this experience a little more bearable.

"So, why are we going out again?" He grumbled.

"Well," Nya started, "We've been working hard, and we haven't had a day off since Christmas."

"Well, fighting in a war, doesn't give you many off days."

"Scream, sometimes you need to just stop and smell the roses. If you can, just for a moment, forget all the troubles of the world and relax. All work and no play aren't good for a person, this is coming from a girl, who worked so hard she made the rank Major at 24. Besides Prime gave us the go ahead."

He sighed, "I understand that, what I don't understand is why we're going to bar. You don't drink human intoxicants out of choice, and I physically can't. So, why are we going there?"

"Because, it's karaoke night."

"It's what night?"

"Karaoke."

"Is that food?"

"No, it's…it's kind of like a game."

"Alright, if you are dragging me to a trivia game just because, of my back ground…"

"No, no it's not like that, Karaoke, is more of a performance thing. And if you don't want to, you don't have to participate. All I'm asking is that you check it out, and cheer me on."

"So, you'll be competing?"

"It's not exactly a competition, but yeah."

"So, you don't even win anything?"

"That's not the point."

"Then what is?"

"To have fun."

"From what your describing, I don't see how it could be fun."

Nya sighed, "Look Starscream this is a way for folks to blow off steam in a nonviolent way. Personally, I think your kind could use more things like that."

Starscream was about to retort, but then he remembered that gladiatorial arenas were one of the most popular forms of Cybertronian entertainment, and sighed, "Point taken, but I'm not making a fool of myself."

"Hey, they're not fools. Karaoke, is not for the weak, it either requires, great bravery or a complete lack of shame."

"Seriously?"

She nodded, "Just watch me.

He sighed, "Alright."

Well, it was official, bars on any planet were exactly the same. Full of loud drunks, constant conservation, much of it being vulgar. The place was small like everywhere in Jasper. But thankfully there weren't too many human patrons here. So, it didn't feel over crowded. If anything, it remined him of Maccadam's Old Oil House.

Though, it was decorated for the karaoke night, that Nya was so excited about. Which was apparently some form of entertainment, where they set up a stage with some display screens that shows song lyrics, and some fool, with no prior music training, gets up and embarrasses themselves. Starscream didn't really see the appeal, but most of the singers who had already taken a jab, were all off key, and looked like a bumblepuppy in headlights. The Autobot air team had taken up a small two-person table right in the front, so they got to see everything (Nya had insisted).

"You having fun?" Nya asked, taking a bite out of some cheap potato chips, she got form the bar tender.

"No," He shook his head.

"Really?"

"They're awful."

She chuckled, "Well, they're not Michael Jackson, but I've heard worse."

"Worse? Then this? Is that possible?"

She laughed.

"When are you going up?"

"It's my turn after this guy."

"Good, my audio sensors need to listen to something pleasant tonight."

"Aww, you like my singing?"

"Better than these drunks, and you do it all the time in the hanger, so I might as well enjoy it."

She playful rolled her eyes. Just at that moment, the current singer finished his line, and the music swapped over.

Nya stood up from her table, "My turn, tell me to break a leg."

His eyes widened, "What? I would never wish that on you!"

She huffed a laugh, "No, in theater or performance, it's considered bad luck to say good luck, so the say 'break a leg' instead. I got to go."

Starscream shook his head. Wishing harm as good luck? He'll never understand humans.

Nya took her please at the mic, a large smile on her face. The music surrounded her, was something that Starscream rarely heard as Miko usually filled the halls of the outpost, with her raging rock music. It was similar to Miko's, but dumbed down in a way. Not as violent.

She bobbed her head to the heavy beat, before enthusiastic shouting to the mic the first line of the song, "You better take it from me!"

The whole bar erupted into cheers. Starscream smirked, even if these patrons can't sing, at least they have taste. Thankfully they died down by the next few lines, so he did get to hear her.

"He's a good time, Cowboy Casanova! Leaning up against the record machine!"

By the time Nya had gotten to second chorus, the building was alive with laughter and cheers. She had started dancing, there was no logic or reason to her prancing, but her enjoyment was clear. The large smile on her face and in her sparkling eyes, was infectious. The confidence and joy she gave off had lightened up the room. He couldn't help but stare in wonder at her.

"Hey, soldier" that wasn't a voice starscream recognized. And the tone it was almost threatening, in a subtle way.

He turned around, finding a female human; long hair, that Nya would describe as bottle blond, clothing that barely served the purpose of wearing it (not that Starscream really understood why humans were so insistent on them; what were they hiding anyway?), and far too much cosmetics on her face. Immediately he didn't like the way she was looking at him. It was like a predacon was staring at prey; she wanted something.

"Uhm hello?" Starscream stated cautiously.

The female, gave an obviously fake laugh, and quickly took the other chair at his table, "So, what doing here. All by yourself. You look a little lonely."

"I'm fine," he said, snatching his hand away from her when she reached out to grab it.

She giggled, "Oh, playing hard to get?"

"What?"

She leaned in closer, and he pulled away, "No need to do that pretty boy, you've got my attent-"

"Is there a problem here?" Another female voice, that Starscream was grateful to hear.

Starscream turned around to see Nya standing behind him. Her turn had finished, while he was distracted by the odd blond.

"None, of your business lady," the blond said.

"Oh, but it is my business, when it comes to you flirting with my husband," Nya shot, before turning to him, "You alright, honey?"

He nodded, completely confused. He knew that human term, and how clear Nya was about them not having that kind of relationship.

The blond paled, "Your husband?"

Nya smirked and nodded, "Now, I'm going to be nice, and give you a chance to just leave."

The blond quickly and thankfully left the table. Nya sighed in relief as she took her seat. While Starscream just looked at her, shocked.

"Husband? I thought you said we legally and emotionally didn't have that type of relationship," Starscream asked.

"I'm sorry. It was the quickest thing I could come up with to get her of your back," Nya said.

"What was she even trying to do?"

"Well, some people, don't think they need to get married, before…trying to…well…" Nya cheeks turned red.

Starscream's false eyes widened in disgust and horror, "She was trying initiate procreation with me?"

Nya chuckled weakly, "Well…yeah. That's why I told her that you were already taken, it was the quickest way to shut her down."

Starscrema groaned and let his head fall on to the table, "What is wrong with your species?"

"I wish I knew."

"And why did you call me, 'honey'?"

"To add to the cover. 'Honey' is a term of endearment, between couples."

"They call each other insect vomit?"

Nya sniggered, "I guess we do," She sighed, "We should probably use this as a cover story, anyway."

"What do you mean?"

"Us being a married couple."

"Why?"

"Because, we kinda of told that to an elderly couple, and that girl, and we don't know how much of a gossip they are. Besides, if we continue to go into town like this, we'll need to tell people something."

"Will it stop females from trying to do," he shivered, "that…with me?"

"It should, as long as you don't lead them on and they're not insane."

"Alright."

Nya chuckled, "Wait, did you just agree to be my fake husband?"

"As long as we don't have to do the physical requirements of being mates, and keep this to ourselves."

"Don't worry, I can accept those agreements, honey."

"And don't call me that."

She chuckled.

The rest of the night went relatively smoothly. Nya took a few more turns on the stage. But eventually the bar's speakers were put back to their normal job of just playing music for the patrons, on the now open dance floor. They could've returned to the base by that point, but they were having too much fun just talking.

Starscream did get to return the favor Nya did, by shooing off the blond. She had gone to the bar to get a drink (water as Nya didn't like drinking intoxicating beverages) and one of the males had started to get in her personal space. Grabbing her arms, and trying to pull her close. The fear in Nya's eyes when the man did this, was enough to signal Starscream that this wasn't normal behavior. Copying the approach that Nya had used early (the use of the words 'honey' and the female term for mated partner, 'wife') had been just as successful, as it had been with the blond.

They were back siting at their table, when Nya asked, "You want to dance?"

"What?"

"You want to dance?"

Starscream looked baffled, "You want to dance, with me?"

"I mean, it would be rude to ask someone who isn't my fake husband."

"I-I don't know how."

"It not all that hard."

"I couldn't…"

The music suddenly shifted to a new song. This one slow, and folksy. Gentle.

Nya smiled and took his fake hand, gently, puling him out of his seat and towards the dance floor, "Come on I'm teaching you how to dance."

Golden leaves looked brown to me,

"I-I"

"Scream trust me."

The world had less color without you.

He hesitated, but,"Alright."

Shapes in the sky looked plain to my eye,

She pulled him on to middle of the dance floor.

The world had less color without you,

She turned to face him, before placing his awkward arms around her lower back, and wrapping her own arms around his neck and shoulders.

I know plenty of people with eyes closed,

"Alright now just sway," She said, beginning to do so.

He swallowed and tried to follow her movements.

She hummed, "Your light on your feet."

They don't see you like I do,

Darling I do,

"Uhm, so this is dancing?" He asked.

Notes on the keys meant nothing to me,

"Well, one of them. This is a slow dance; I don't think either of us are ready to do the tango yet."

The world didn't sing without you,

"So, this is one of easier ones?"

"You could say that."

Birds in the trees fell silent for me,

"Uhm, thank for tonight. I haven't had the chance to do something like this in so…I had fun."

The world didn't sing without you.

She smiled, "So did I."

Without you…

I know plenty of people with eyes closed,

They danced; it wasn't as hard as he thought. The music was nice, slower, not chaotic. But the part he loved most about it was how easy he could see her eyes.

They don't see you like I do,

Those beautiful bewitching forest green eyes.

Darling I do,

He had never been every fond of the color before he met her. It was a rarity on Cybertron besides for Tox-n and the occasional mech's paint job. When they first arrived on earth, with its abundance of the color, he marked it off as a dull, stupid color for only inanimate plant life. But…

Darling I do,

He had been wrong. These green eyes were passionate, bright, and sometimes sorrowful. Dare he say it, beautiful. She was beautiful.

See you…

A/N:

Well, Happy Valentine's Day y'all.

Too all of those with SOs hope you enjoyed the day.

And to all of my fellow single pringles out there, You're Awesome, and there's always next year.

Links to the songs in this, I own neither…

(Nya's karaoke) Cowboy Casanova, by Carrie Underwood – watch?v=oM7NQQ0Lfu4

(Starscream's and Nya's Fake Marriage song) Darling I do, by Landon Pigg and Lucy Schwartz - watch?v=PQNedYPtsyM

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