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Chapter 2

After Starscream had his cleaning utensil slightly moistened, he crept as quietly as it was just possible for him to approach the dragon and lifted the broom.

As the broom touched the flank of the Predacon, a surprised-sounding growl broke out of his mouth and within seconds the dragon was on his feet and spun around.

Starscream shivered as two bright yellow optics glared at him, but he no longer be intimidated by it ... at least not as much as before.

"I really do not understand why you reacting like that! I don't want to harm you! I am the one who should be afraid of you!" Starscream growled and he immediately went a few steps to the Predacon and rose the cleaning utensil again.

Predaking still glared at the Seeker, snarled and growled, but nothing stopped Starscream.

"Come on, just do me this favor, and then I'll leave you alone for the rest of the day."

The answer was not long in coming, as the Predacon again dashed forward and bit into Starscreams broom. It was not long and the sparse cleaning utensil broke into two halves.

Predaking threw the half of the broom that was still in his mouth overboard and looked at the Seeker mockingly.

Starscream seemed only now realizing what had just happened and he looked shocked at the little stick that was left to him. After that it was at him to glare at Predaking.

"Scrap! Look what you've done! I needed that!"

The Predacon response was merely a satisfied snort and if Starscream would know better, he would think the dragon was just making fun of him, because in his optics, he could almost see an amused twinkle.

Enraged, the Seeker threw the pitiful stick in his hand onto the ground and glared at the beast.

"Fine. You want a war? You will get one!"

Then the Seeker turned around and grabbed the cloth that was still lying in the water bucket.

Predaking watched him carefully. When he realized what Starscream was going to do, his optics narrowed again to slits, as the Decepticon turned back to him and walked toward him determined.

The dragon let his roar sound again, and stood on his hind legs and spread his wings, thus trying to intimidate the other one, but it did not work this time, because Starscream was unimpressed.

Predaking fell back on his front legs, growled and went into a fighting position. But even that did not intimidate the Seeker, because the Decepticon was now standing directly in front of him and glared at him as well.

"I don't care what you do. I'll wash you now, whether you like it or not! And now ... hold still!"

Of course, the Predacon didn't do him this favor.

Once Starscream tried to wash him with the cloth Predaking jumped to the side.

Starscream slowly but surely lost his patience with him.

After all, he had not time all day long to take care of this oversized diva that just didn't wanted to let him wash himself.

But there was nothing better in the world than to let others do the work for themselves...

"You're acting almost as if you're afraid of water!"

In response Predaking shook his head, snorting and roared at Starscream again, but this doesn't impress the Seeker. On the contrary, he now opened his own mouth and roared at the Predacon on his own way, spread his arms and ran right up to him.

Predaking was so surprised that his own roar stuck in his throat.

Seconds later, however, he shook his head, and ran up to Starscream.

Both met each other in the middle of the vast platform, glaring at each other.

Starscream could see his reflection in the optics of the Predacon and he shivered slightly , but he kept his stone expression.

Predaking did the same. None of them moved. No noises were heard, only the whisper of the wind was the only thing you could hear...

"You're going to do what I want from you! I am your commanding officer, do you understand that? There is no special treatment for you!"

The answer was a low growl, which Starscream then got back and the mocking twinkle returned into the yellow optics of the Predacon.

That couldn't be good and the Seeker was right, because the next thing he heard was a rumble, as Predaking had knocked over the water bucket with his tail.

Starscreams optics went to the bucket and he felt his eyebrow began to twitch nervously.

Meanwhile the Predacon took advantage of his inattention, bit the cloth, the Seeker had still held in his hand and pulled it away.

A little later, the cloth was lying next to the overturned bucket and Predaking turned around, ignoring the Decepticon.

He settled at the end of the platform and curled up into a ball.

The Seeker grumbled and went to his remaining cleaning utensils and took the bucket and the cloth. He threw a last glance over his shoulder, but Predaking no longer responded to him.

"You'll pay for this, you too oversized doormat," murmured the Second In Command softly to himself.

He was about to leave, but then he tripped over something and landed head first in his bucket. Furious, he growled something in cybertronian to himself and tried to get the bucket off of his head.

Meanwhile, Predaking gave an amused snort and put his head back on his front paws. He put his tail back to his body, he had used to trip the Decepticon.

Although he is one of the oldest species of Cybertron, but that doesn't mean that his hearing was already rusty.

No, it worked better than ever before...

And Starscream should start to learn that he should keep his mouth shut in the presence of a Predacon...