Now that school is in, I know reviews are going to take a while but that's cool. So are my postings. I'm trying. Nobody seems to like my Dragonball Z anymore so I'm concentrating on transformers for now. I hope I get some good ideas for it soon so that it'll no longer suck eggs like it is now. I just had my wisdom teeth pulled so I'm taking my time. I've been spending my time healing and sleeping, I can't eat and it's pissing me off. I'm forcing myself to write for you. I must give you guys something. So… SEX FOR ALL! Well… in this story.

Both Megatron and Samantha were staring at a little creature that resembles the current creatures walking the earth.

"You gave birth to a naked monkey."

"If you were Inferno, I would have of hit you."

"That's encouraging. I feel the love now. What are you going to do with this child?"
"I don't know okay, I just don't know."
Megatron began to pace around the room. Samantha stared at the baby. Her maternal instincts kicked in. As Megatron continued to pace, she picked up the child and wrapped it in blankets. On around it's waist for waste (get it?) and one for the body. She sat and rocked the baby gently. Megatron came and sat behind her. He looked at the baby's face.

"It's ugly."

Samantha turned and looked him in the eye. He leaned away from her at first.

"Say that again. In case you've forgotten, I look like her."
"Granted but you don't have nearly as much hair on your body. Your head yesss, but nowhere else."

Samantha rolled her eyes and looked back at the baby. At times, Megatron would continue to poke fun at the baby. Samantha finally got fed up with him and decided to be evil.

"So… are you lactating?"

The look on his face was priceless. He had no words to speak. (I wish I could describe it but I just can't. But I know his face can bend that way.) Samantha gave him the evil smile. It took Megatron a few moments to find himself then he grabbed her by the waist.

"Of course. I mean all of us produce milk."

At first Samantha thought he was fucking with her. But then he grinned at her.

"What are you trying to tell me?"
"You should know. You told me it has an ulterior name. It's Japanese."

The look on her face changed quite quickly. She looked up and was going to hit him if she wasn't holding the baby.

"You sick little fucker."

"I have you to blame for that."

"Oh yeah, as soon as the guy gets horny, it's the girls fault."

"Exactly."

"AH!"

The baby began to cry. Samantha was not the mother so she never knew what it wanted.

"Think she's hungry? I know she doesn't need changing."

"It's your problem now."

"What?"
"You said that you'd claim it as your own."
"Yeah, for appearances. Not all the time."
"Well I do have other things that need my attention. Couldn't you watch it for me."

"It's a girl damn you. And yes I'll watch her. But you gotta figure out how we're going to feed her."

Samantha sat there for a moment then stood and headed for the door.

"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to go and see Tarantulas. He'll know what to do. If worse comes to worse, I'll go fetch us a cow."

Megatron shook his head. This was a bad idea. Everyone would be awake and moving. There's no way that she would get through the base unseen. Megatron hit the button on his control panel in his room and called for a meeting, all but Tarantulas. He was ordered to stay in his room.

Samantha had made it to Tarantulas' room without detection. He opened the door and smiled.

"I see that Megatron hasn't killed it yet."

"What makes you think he will?"
"It'll be a constant reminder of what happened to him, a child born of rape. What do you think that'll do to his psyche?"

Samantha had never thought of it that way before. She was so pro life that she didn't stop to consider his feelings.

"But every creature deserves the right to live. Even if they put us in danger."

Tarantulas had turned in his chair.

"You talk as though you've already went through this once before."

She shook her head.

"I've been betrayed before. That's all."

"So, you're telling me that even if I was to try and kill you, if you had the chance for revenge, you wouldn't take it?"

"That's correct, I've already made that mistake once. I will not do it again."

Tarantulas eyed her. She seemed so sad. It almost affected him. He shook it off and went back to work. They laid the baby on the table and examined it. Samantha watched him work.

"Don't worry, I wont dissect her. I just want to make sure she's in perfect health."

Tarantulas lifted up a sort of x-ray machine to the child and looked inside. The baby laughed at the lights. Samantha rubbed the baby's head. Tarantulas need to look into the scope at all times but needed something else.

"Samantha, could you pass me the tool over there? It's a laser scanner, I think we may have a problem here."

He reached out his hand and the item was placed in it. He began to scan.

"Um… Tarantulas…"

"What? Oh, thank you for your help. I know how you females like to hear that."

The baby gargled.

"But that wasn't me who handed it to you."

"What?"

He turned and looked at the child.

"You can't be serious. This thing? It hardly looks intelligent enough to speak."

"We have to teach it first."

"Granted. I need to run more tests, but the way this is going, I think this child may need to be abandoned."

"What? You can't do that."

"I can if I must. But I don't mean left to die. I mean raised by another. The primitive humans."

"But… it's Megatron's…"
"I know but he obviously doesn't desire this creature. It'll be the safest place for the child. Consider Optimus, what do you think he'll do once he finds out he's fathered a daughter, with the man he's been after for years?"

"Point taken."

She looked back down at the baby.

"Can't I at least teach her to speak first?"

"Alright. But keep her only for five years, and then she must go. If she become too attached, or remembers you, she'll never want to leave. You don't wand the child to have abandonment issues do you?"

"No. Alright Tarantulas, I'll do it your way."

"Good, no let me get back to my tests."

It had been a few months since that day. The baby was progressing at an abnormal rate. She was already learning to speak. Samantha had taken it upon herself to teach the child two languages. Megatron had overheard her teachings and found them pointless.

"Why do you bother with that thing?"

Samantha no longer paid attention to him. She was losing patience with him. She wanted to tell him off but always held back.

"I'll ask you the reverse, how can you care so little? This is your child."

"That is no child of mine."

Samantha shook her head and turned back to the child. Black Arachnia had designed the clothes for the child as well. So naturally the two of them matched. Megatron hated that fact. He hardly had anytime with her since this child came.

"How much longer before that thing leaves?"
"Four years, and I may just go with her."

"What?"

Samantha was inches away from his face. He had her pinned against the floor; she was resting on her elbows.

"Well, just long enough to make sure someone takes her in."

"That's not what you meant."

Samantha had swallowed as he brought his face closer. There was nowhere for her to retreat. She had no choice but to accept him. She pressed up against his chest and pushed back. They heard clapping and giggling. Megatron broke away from her and they both turned to the baby. She was playing peek-a-boo with them. He sighed and sat back up, taking Samantha into his arms. He placed his chin on the top of her head. She could feel the pressure. She heard him sigh again.

"Alright, if I help you with this child, will you please stop making me feel like some kind of monster?"

She moved her head up.

"I promise."

"I'll hold you to that, yesss."

He tilted her head back and kissed her again. The baby started up again. Megatron turned and stared at the child.

"What are you looking at?"
The baby stuck her tongue out and tried to move forward. The baby was falling forward. Megatron quickly moved Samantha to the side and grabbed his child. He cradled her. He looked up to find Samantha smiling at him.

"What?"
"I've finally figured it out."

"Figured what out?"

"You're afraid that you'll grow attached to her and once it's time for her to leave, you wont want her to go."

"That's all in your head."

Samantha shook her head and moved closer to them. She leaned against his arm.

"Admit it, it's okay, I wont tell anyone."

Megatron just huffed and looked the other way, the baby trying to get his attention back by reaching for his face.

Airazor and Tigertron were on patrol again. Ever since they found out about the aliens, they never once stopped their patrol.

"We should take a break Tigertron. I don't think we can keep this up much longer."

"We can't, we have no idea when they'll be coming."

"That's the point. We don't know if they'll come in a few days or a few years."

Tigertron had to admit Airazor had a point. They headed back home. Not the Maximal base but their home. It was deep in the mountains. Not near the summit but not near the base either, right in the middle. A small cave, more like a hole in the ground, it was enough for warmth and concealment. Tigertron had laid down first with Airazor following him. It wasn't cold but Airazor wanted to be close to him anyway. Tigertron looked like he was about to pass out. Airazor wanted to nudge him, tell him that she wanted to play but knew it better not too. She rested her head next to his chest and waited. His tail went over her. She was happy… for now.

Optimus was furious. He was trashing his room, throwing things around, making a fuss. He had never been so angry in all his life, even when that cyber bee was affecting him. She would pay for his humiliation. Rhinox was busy trying to do too many things at once again. Finding out more about the aliens, find out what Samantha was and what Megatron will do next. Cheetor was lounging about in his room, and Dinobot and Rattrap were, well, what do you want them to be doing? What else? Just kidding. They were taking a break from sex and taking more time of concentrating on the future.

"You're serious about this aren't you?"
"Of course. You think that my idea sucks."

"It's not that the idea sucks, it's that, I can't see you doing that. Or my having any part of it."

"Oh I'll find something for ya."

"I am a warrior mouse. I have no place in a bar."

"Well, you can be the bouncer then. So what do ya think?"

"I'll think about it."

"Well there is the other option…"

"And that would be…"
"You can be my little sex slave, or my housewife. Either way."

"If you even dare think of me in a pink apron, I'll kill you."

"Oh I've already been there Chopper face."

It didn't take long for Rattrap to end up on the floor. Dinobot was holding his face to the ground.

"I think I'd rather have you as a dog under my boot. Doing everything that I wanted and obeying my every command."

"Don't I already?"

"No."

Dinobot moved closer and released him.

"But that's what I love about you."

They didn't engage in any sexual acts but the embracing and kissing took a while for it to stop. But that's as far as it went.

Terrorsaur and Scorpinoc in the same room again. Both really embarrassed about what they had done yet craving it again.

"So… shall we?"
"Do you still wish to do this I mean, it is your turn."

"It's no bother. I'll still be in control so it doesn't bother me at all."

"As you wish then."

They were no longer relying on the drug, not just that, they didn't have anymore. Terrorsaur had been bent over the table and for the past few months, had been giving up his turn to being on top. He didn't understand it himself. He always pondered that as he was being forced forward.

"You alright?"
"I'm fine. Just stop talking and help me get off."

There was little love with them. It was a relationship of friends with benefits. But for Scorpinoc, it was an unrequited love. Totally one sided. He thought he was in love before but found it t be loyalty, so if this wasn't love, then what was it? He almost let himself get lost in that thought. The actions, the movements had all become routine. He soon snapped out of it once he heard his partner cry out. He had come a long time ago but was still being forced to take even more. Terrorsaur wasn't complaining but was gritting his teeth. Scorpinoc was about to pull out but was forced back in.

"You can't stop now… I'm almost there again. Besides… you haven't come yet."

He kept moving but didn't enjoy it. He had bent over and started to talk back to Terrorsaur.

"That's because there's no love in our actions. Not anymore."

Terrorsaur was so far gone that he couldn't respond to that. Scorpinoc had continued until Terrorsaur was at his limit then pulled out. He placed him back on his own bed and sat on the floor. Terrorsaur was trying to catch his breath, but still wanting to stay awake. It was hard fighting the urge to sleep. Before passing out, he turned and saw Scorpinoc's face. He looked so depressed. Maybe he's taken this too far. He'd either have to break it off with him, or learn to love him back.

Black Arachnia was in her room sewing, making more clothes for Samantha and the child. Tarantulas had hidden him in her room. She knew he was there but didn't care; she had so much work to do. He hated the waiting and decided to leave, placing a camera on her desk and left.

"Damn pervert. What am I doing to do sewing?"

Waspinator was with Inferno playing cards.

"The Royalty has had a child and I wasn't the one that coupled with her."

Waspinator shook his head.

"What is your problem drone?"

"Even Wazzpinator know that Megatron is a man."

Inferno had started a struggle between them. Waspinator wasn't that strong so he was losing. Other then that, nothing really exciting happened.

In two years time, the aliens had finally made their move. Megatron had his attention split many ways. His child would be leaving in a year; Samantha was in her study all the time doing who knows what, Optimus making his attempts at getting back into their base. It was so much to deal with. At least Terrorsaur had finally stopped trying to take over. And he knew why. He had been playing close attention to everything in his base. Samantha was at her desk typing fast. All the information she had about the aliens was up to date with Megatron's and Tarantulas' but something was still missing. Something was wrong. She grabbed her camera and headed for the mess hall. She was about to take a trip to the mountains. She snuck past everyone and made her way for the exit.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"Out for a walk."

"And how long will you be Samantha? You must watch the child today."

"But I have important matters to deal with. I must go."

"And what pray tell is more important then following my orders?"
Samantha wanted to tell him but knew she couldn't. She lowered her head.

"Alright Megatron you win. I'll go."

As she walked by, he grabbed her shoulder and held onto her. She looked at the ground.

"You know I hate it then you become upset. I've worked hard to make you happy, I don't want you coming down now over something so small. Go outside."
Samantha turned in his arms.

"You mean it?"

"I can always have Inferno watch the child."

Samantha jumped up and kissed him.

"Thank you Megatron."

He turned and watched her run out of the base. Once he turned back, the others were behind him, some grinning some wondering what was happening.

"What are you all doing here? You have your orders now follow them."

Megatron grabbed Inferno by the collar and dragged him to his quarters.