Skylar kept Starscream up on her bed-shelf as she 'un-boxed' the Autobot shuttle; Blaster insisting on helping with the twisty-tied rope that held them each in place after crawling up onto the bed. The girl made no complaint to him helping at that…
The Seeker watched at how gently she handled her plushieformers. Sure Shelly had been gentle, but not that gentle! When Skyfire's wing got caught in a slit of cardboard, Skylar tended to it right away and set it free; the Seeker then looking back at his stitched wing. She'd gotten that fixed in a hurry…

"There we go; a fine looking shuttle, for a fine looking faction!" the girl declared, giggling as the Autobots squabbled into her lap for some sort of hug; all laughing in different tones. Starscream could already determine which laugh belonged to which Autobot, even if he hadn't been there very long…

Skylar then set the Autobots down and rolled over onto her stomach, answering a call from Nikki. Below her, the Autobots all seemed very cautious about their 'guest'…

"There's a Decepticon in our presence…" Prowl murmured, out of audial-shot to the Seeker.

"He's not gonna bother us, Prowler; relax," Jazz reassured, keeping an optic on Starscream; said-Seeker boredly swinging his legs back and forth. "So long as he stays up there…"

"That's gonna be unlikely…" Blaster concluded, noticing that Skylar had hung up and spun around to get Starscream down from the shelf. "Be ready… He could attack at any time…"

Starscream noticed their movement and shrieked softly, burying his helm into Skylar's arm. He'd already been through enough of a 'fake battle' when the other Cons chased him into Darcy's room that morning! Skylar scowled and settled on the floor between the Autobots, gently rubbing the middle of Starscream's back with her finger.

"I thought I took those off you…" she said blankly; Prowl, Blaster, Perceptor and Jazz sheepishly hiding their guns.

"Took what off us?" Jazz asked innocently. Skylar sighed, but didn't move from her position.

"This is why I stayed to collecting one faction…"

Skyfire got up and sat on her knee, watching Starscream in concern. Even if they were on opposite factions, he still had some worry for the plush he 'supposedly' called a friend.

"Is he okay?" he asked.

"He'll be fine…" Skylar breathed, lifting her hand from Starscream's back as the Seeker sat up, shying away when he laid optics on Skyfire. "I found him wandering around at the shops alone."

"… So he was alone; that doesn't give a clear explanation why you took him in," Blaster pointed out ruthlessly, earning a sharp elbow in the side from Prowl.

"He was hurt," Skylar went on, pointing to the line of stitches on Starscream's wing. "And before you say anything, it was a lot worse than what Prowl received."

The Autobots fell quiet; Skyfire still watching Starscream curiously.

"So… You're going to look after him until he's okay, right?"

"Right," Skylar said with a smile, looking back at Starscream; the Seeker's expression unreadable. "What? Something bothering you, Star?"

"Hm?" said-Seeker wondered, looking up at the girl. "Oh no… It's nothing; I'm okay."

Except for the fact that I'm surrounded by Autobot-scum… he added to himself. Skylar only giggled and poked him in the side of the helm.

"If you say so!"

She then slid down onto the floor to pry Sparkplug away from Blaster; the puppy now thinking he was in a game of tug-of-war with the boom-box. While Skylar was distracted with that, the Autobot shuttle became very curious of Starscream's presence and went to ask him some questions, but before one could even speak, the door burst open and there stood Acia; grinning widely.

"Hey Sky, guess what!? I just found-…" she quickly cut off when she was met with six pairs of optics; five blue and one red. Stunned the girl blinked. "Sky… are they-…?"

Skylar got up in concern, guiding her friend back out of the room and closing the door behind them.

"Acia, before you say anything, I-…" she winced as she was cut off in mid-sentence.

"Our plushieformers are ALIVE!?"

"Shh!" Skylar hissed, putting her hands over her friend's mouth and listening out for her mother's footsteps. She heard nothing and quickly stepped back. "You can't just go blurting this stuff out, Acia. They can't let anyone know!"

"W-Well, why not? You know!" Acia stammered, keeping quiet as Skylar led her back into her room; the plushieformers now just lying about, still in their plushie-modes. Skylar sighed.

"Come on out of it, guys…" she demanded softly. "… She knows…"

Acia sat on the floor beside Sparkplug and waited. Slowly, but surely each of the plushieformers stirred; watching this 'new human' curiously.

"Oh my Primus…" she breathed, reaching out to the grounders beside her; Jazz and Prowl scooting back and running over to Skylar. "Hey guys, you know me… I won't hurt you."

"That's what they all say…" Starscream whispered to the shuttle; Skyfire turning his helm in concern.

"Is that a bad thing?" he asked. Starscream looked back at him, surprised that he'd actually replied.

"W-Well, um… w-when I trusted them before your person found me, things d-didn't go quite as planned…"

"Ahh…" Skyfire murmured, looking back at Acia and Skylar as he folded his arms. "I… I-I see…"

Starscream managed a small smirk; he could hear it in the Autobot shuttle's voice. Skyfire was just as nervous as he was to share their thoughts; something that felt weird to have in common…

"So, when did you find out they were alive?" Acia asked; happy that Jazz had finally managed to trust her, said-plushie sitting in her lap as she stroked his helm.

"Right when I first got Jazz," Skylar replied, watching them as she sat with her back against the bed; Perceptor curiously peering over her shoulder. "He did exactly what Percy did when I got him; tapped on the plastic of the box. I was so afraid at first after Mum got him out of the box for me, I left him on the shelf and never looked up at him. But then, Blaster came along and well… I got used to things after that…"

"Crazy…" Acia giggled, looking up when her friend mentioned the plushies' names. "Hey, speaking of which, where'd the two go that you got today? Skyfire and Starscream?"

Skylar glanced behind her in concern, as did Perceptor, and got to her feet in heist. She peered under the bed, silently hoping Starscream and Skyfire had fallen down the side, but neither Con nor Bot were under there. She stood up again, sighing in defeat.

"Help me find them?"

"Sure," Acia insisted, gently guiding Jazz off her and getting up as they both left the room. "Relax; I'm sure they're somewhere in the house."

Once the girls had left, the plushieformers gathered together in the middle of Skylar's room; Prowl and Blaster mounted on Sparkplug in determination. The puppy was already growling softly…

"Skyfire goes missing, and so does Starscream…" Jazz pointed out, folding his arms in frustration. "Why can I already sense the irony in all this?"

"Starscream's still a Decepticon and considering he was by Skyfire's side… this entire time…" Perceptor commented, flicking through the pages in his book. "I've come to the conclusion that Starscream kidnapped Skyfire!"

Jazz grabbed the book from him, whacked him over the helm and then set the book back in the dazed scientist's servos.

"Percy, we don't know that. Primus, we don't know anythin' cause we were all too busy with our optics on that Acia-girl!"

"Well, what I do know is that we gotta find Skyfire," Blaster insisted, exchanging a glance with the police-plushie; Prowl's optics narrowed in determination. "Mess with one of this faction; mess with the whole faction!"

Mess with one; face the rest… Nice motto there, Blast…
Now go, find Skyfire before Starscream eats him! XD

Nah, that was horrible… Bad me… *slaps self*

*cheerily* On with story! ^^