Silverstreak had spent the entire day training with a moody Skywarp.

She heard earlier that her creator had gone out partying with her mates, while she was left here doing menial excersizes.

Damn it, why couldn't I have gone? She thought, throwing sloppy punches in the air in front of her. Am I that much of a disappointment?

"You better get those punches right, or I'll never hear the end of it," Skywarp hissed. "Like this."

He did a perfect uppercut.

Silverstreak tried to imitate it, but Skywarp just let out a cry of frustration.

"You idiot! That's nothing like what I'm doing!" he shouted, grabbing her hand, and bending the wrist. "It has to be straight, like this."

She tried again, doing slightly better, but Skywarp wasn't even watching.

"Why'd I get stuck with babysitting," he muttered to himself. "Should've stayed quiet."

Silverstreak felt another twinge in her spark. What was wrong with her? Why did she keep disappointing everyone? Was she that worthless?

She felt tears running down her face as she kept punching and kicking, her shots getting sloppier by the minute, until she ended up on the floor sobbing.

"What's wrong with you?" Skywarp asked, horrified at the emotional femme. "It's like you don't even want to try. Do you like Devastator coming on to you or something?"

Silverstreak just cried harder.

"This is pathetic!" Skywarp whined, frustrated with the idiot femme he'd been ditched with. "That's it, I'm going out for a flight. When I get back, you better have pulled yourself together!"

Skywarp stomped off, fuming at how embarrassing this was. Why did he have to train her? He had better things to do that comfort crying femmes.

Originally he'd thought she was kind of cute, but attraction had given way to disgust when he realized just how weak she was, and he'd lost all patience with her.

Still, he couldn't entirely blame her for it, which is why he wasn't beating the crap out of her for showing weakness, like his training officer had done with him. But she was definitely out of place with the decepticons.

They should just call it quits, and set her to work cleaning up after the others. Surely she could handle that.

"Yo Skywarp," Thundercracker called out from behind him. "How's training going with your girlfriend?"

Skywarp shuddered. As if he'd ever even look at someone that weak.

"She's pathetic," Skywarp grabbed his friend by the shoulders, shaking him dramatically. "Please TC! Take her off me!!"

Thundercracker let out a laugh at his friends antics.

"Hey, it's only a week, right?" TC grinned at him. "Speaking of which, shouldn't you be training her now?"

"She's too busy crying," Skywarp said in disgust. "Why'd Twenty Three ever make her, anyway?"

"Learning curve, I suppose?" TC offered. "Silverstreak was the first one she made by herself."

Skywarp just sighed. "You can train the next one."

Much later that day, the two seekers happened upon Twenty Three and Soundwave (now back in mech form), who were taking it easy in the rec room.

This in itself was surprising, since Soundwave rarely even entered the room, preferring his own quarters when he was off duty.

"Yo! Skywarp! TC!" Twenty Three called out happily, from her seat on her mate's shoulder. "What's going on?"

"Nothing much," Thundercracker said, as they sat opposite the couple. "Where's Frenzy?"

"Dad sent him off to do some research or something," she shrugged, then turned to the black and purple seeker. "How's my little femme coming along?"

Skywarp just thumped his head on the table, moaning as if in pain.

"She's awful!" he complained. "All she does is cry. She can't even get basic form right, no matter how many times I show her."

Twenty Three frowned at this.

"I may end up having to destroy her… Her mind sounds unstable. Perhaps I could get by with some simple editing," she thought aloud. "Soundwave, do you think we could do to her what we did to me?"

Soundwave shook his head. "You had two minds. A spare to patch the other."

"Just what are you going to do to her?" Thundercracker asked, curious.

"Destroy any parts of her mind that show weakness… But it looks like it might not work," she sighed, resting her cheek against her lovers face plate.

"Outcome: Possible, not probable," Soundwave said helpfully.

"Well, I suppose we don't have anything to lose, right?" she said optimistically. "But Sounds, you're helping me build my next creation."

"Alright," he said quietly. He was rather honored, to help build the next generation.

Thundercracker and Skywarp looked at each other nervously. They'd never seen him speak so much, nor appear so relaxed. Was it even the same Soundwave?

"Alrighty," Twenty Three said, patting her ride's shoulder cannon. "To the training room! We have a femme to adjust."

Soundwave obeyed smoothly, and turned to walk out the door.

"You guys want to come?" she called back at the seekers, and they followed at a distance, talking amongst themselves.

"What do you think will happen? You know, if they trash her mind?" TC asked his friend.

"I don't know… She might malfunction or explode," Skywarp whispered back. "I don't know if we should stand too close.

"Should we even be going? It sounds painful…" TC commented hesitantly.

"You kidding?" Skywarp laughed "I haven't seen anything like this before! It should be quite a show."

"I suppose you want her to get slagged," TC shot at him.

"Well, it'd mean less work for me," he grinned.

As it happened, Silver streak did not get "slagged" as such.

Twenty Three and Soundwave joined minds, to help each other navigate the femme's mind smoothly.

The fear in her eyes, as they searched the different parts of her personality turned to pain, as she let her knees buckle when they started destroying her 'weaknesses.'

The seekers both flinched at her cry of pain, but that soon ceased as she drooped, and let the light in her optics dull.

The two telepaths removed themselves from her mind, and looked at their work.

"Silverstreak, can you hear me?" Twenty Three asked her gently.

"Affirmative," came the monotonous reply.

"How do you feel?" she proceeded, prodding her foot with her toe.

"Functional."

"Do you know who I am?" she asked, a little concerned.

"Affirmative."

"Who am I?" she asked forcefully.

"My creator, Twenty Three," the answer was dead pan.

"Reminds me of Soundwave," Skywarp sniggered, only to receive a glare by the bot in question.

"Skywarp, show her those punches again," Twenty Three ordered, and he obeyed.

On her orders, Silverstreak copied the punches perfectly, then returned to her neutral posture.

"Slag," Twenty Three sighed, using her father's favorite curse word. "I've succeeded in creating a drone."

"It's an improvement, at least, right?" Skywarp grinned at her cheerfully.

"I suppose," she stretched her back, and swung up to sit once again on her boyfriend's shoulder. "Keep training her, ok Sky? I'll reevaluate her situation when the weeks up."

Skywarp sighed, and got straight back into it, marginally less irritated now the femme was actually doing as told.

Soundwave carried his mate down the corridor, and towards the exit.

Where are we going, Sounds? She asked her mate curiously.

You'll see, he replied mysteriously.

They continued through the trees concealing the base, until they came across a clearing full of wild flowers. Soundwave set her down in the middle of them, and looked to her hopefully.

Twenty Three herself was breathless. She'd never seen anything so beautiful, so… untouched.

"Wow," she sighed, sending Soundwave all her gratitude and amazement. Where did you find this place?

Buzzsaw discovered it on a scout flight, he explained, pleased with himself. I take it you like it?

She gently traced the petals of a flower with her fingertip, then turned to her lover, excited energy fizzing within her, and unleashed one gentle shock of power, changing him once again into his human form.

Caught off guard, Soundwave stumbled, but Twenty Three caught him in her vectors, shoving him to the ground. She followed soon afterwards, kissing him furiously to show her thanks.

"I guess Frenzy isn't so much into the romance?" he asked, amused at her reaction.

"Not so much," she grinned, brushing her metal fingers across his cheek. "I doubt anything like this has ever crossed his mind."

"That's why you have me," Soundwave grinned up at her, glad he'd outdone Frenzy in something.

"Sounds, I don't think I'll ever let you go," she whispered to him, lying pressed up next to him.

"That's good, because I'm not planning on going anywhere," he flipped her onto her back, and pinned her to the ground, kissing her tenderly.

She laughed aloud, and wrestled with him until they were both exhausted, and simply lay quietly on the crushed plants, enjoying the scents.

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