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"You don't have to come with me, you know..." Starscream grumbled out as he made his way down the hall, Megatron following closely at his heels. He kept his helm low, trying to avoid optic-contact with the Eradicons they passed. They still hadn't told the crew about recent developments. Starscream knew he couldn't hide it for very much longer, but couldn't bring himself to tell anyone, afraid of what they'd think of him. Once they rounded the corner on a nicely deserted hallway, the Seeker stopped and turned to face his master, folding his arms across his chestplates. "It's just a simple examination. It's not necessary for you to be there."
Megatron let out a chuckle, grabbing Starscream by the hip and pulling him close against his body. The Seeker let out a small yelp, looking over his shoulders frantically as he tried to pry his master's arms from around his waist. "What's wrong? You're not embarrassed, are you?" the warlord rumbled out, keeping a firm grip on his Second in Command. He made sure not to squeeze him too hard, though. "Like you said, It's just an exam. Knock Out and Breakdown already know I'm the sire, so what's the harm if I tag along? Besides, I'm not going to let you see my child before I do."
Starscream rolled his optics, but gave up trying to escape. "It's not that kind of exam. And even if it was, the sparklings barely moved out of my spark chamber two weeks ago. Their bodies aren't big enough to be seen on a scan yet." he explained without thinking. It wasn't until he looked up, catching the wide-optic stare of the Decepticon Lord that he realized what he'd just let slip. The jet instantly covered his mouth with a servo, but it was far too late. "'Th-they?'" Megatron repeated. Starscream gave him a nervous laugh. Well, the secret was out now. "Umm... Maybe?"
Knock Out glanced up as the medbay door opened. He cocked a single brow plate, watching as Starscream made his way towards him, all the while batting at Megatron like he was a swarm of annoying flies. The doctor had to admit, the Decepticon Lord washovering a little closer than usual to his Second. He couldn't help but chuckle. "Ah, there you are. I'm impressed you remembered to come down here. I thought for sure I'd have to send Breakdown to drag your aft in for your check-up."
"That will not be necessary." Megatron snapped back instantly, causing the sports car to jump slightly. Well, someone was on edge today. He glanced over to Starscream, who gave him a dismissive wave of his servo, essentially telling him not to worry about it. Knock Out merely shrugged it off before leading the Seeker to the medberth.
"Alright, open up." the doctor said after Megatron helped the jet up onto the berth. He hesitated for a moment, giving his master an uncomfortable glance before allowing the plating over his midsection split open at the cockpit. Knock Out immediately slid a servo over the dull gray surface of Starscream's gestation chamber, causing him to flinch slightly at his cold touch. Once he was satisfied, the doctor motioned to his assistant. Breakdown handed him a small scanning device, which was immediately placed against the Seeker's abdomen.
"Ngh! Must everything you use be freezing cold?" Starscream growled, though his complaints went unnoticed for the most part. Knock Out's optics were glued to the small display held in his hand. "Well, it looks like the spark's split already..." he began, talking mostly to himself. The Seeker craned his neck, trying to see what the doctor was looking at. The sports car smirked, but turned the monitor device so his patient could see. Megatron leaned down next to his Second, trying to steal a peek himself. He was somewhat confused, as the monitor displayed what looked like energy or sound frequencies, like on Soundwave's face/screen. Knock Out could tell that neither of them could make sense of the readings and proceeded to explain. "These are all the separate electromagnetic fields that are inside Starscream's body right now. Normally, there's only one, as it can only be produced by a spark. My scans have picked up three; the one from his own spark, and two weaker ones."
Starscream let out a groan, laying his helm back on the berth with a dull thud. He could figure the rest out on his own. "So it's twins?" he whined, earning another amused chuckle from the doctor. "Hey, it could be worse. Nine times out of ten, Seekers have triplets. In fact, weren't you born in a set of three?" Knock Out teased, having thoroughly read through the Commander's medical file over the past month. Starscream folded his arms across his chestplates, looking away with a small huff. He would decide weather or not he was lucky, and he most certainly did not feel lucky right now! Though that did remind him to check up on his brothers. He hadn't heard from either Skywarp or Thundercracker in some time...
The examination didn't last much longer than that, but it wasn't exactly without further incident. Knock Out made sure to wait until he'd finished all his other tests to inform the Seeker that he had little more than a week to get flying out of his system before he'd be grounded for the remainder of his term. Megatron had to drag him out of the medbay by his wings to keep him from clawing the Aston Martin's optics out.
Starscream plopped down on his berth the second the two of them got back to his quarters, curling up into a ball on his side. Here we go again... Megatron approached the Seeker, reaching out a servo to rest against his arm. Before he could even touch him, his Second jumped back up to his pedes, collapsing against the larger mech's chestplates. "This is all your fault! I wanna fly! I wanna fly!" he sobbed out, pounding against his master's chest with his servos. The warlord seemed unfazed by the sad excuse for a beating, but grabbed a hold of his arms to cease their flailing. "You can go out and fly whenever you want." he reminded, to which he received a fiery glare.
"Flying around the ship a few times isn't what I mean!" Starscream screeched out, giving him one more weak punch to the chestplates. Ever since the two of them learned he was with spark, Megatron had restricted his travel to within the Nemesis' scanner range. The warlord wasn't comfortable letting him go out any farther, should the Autobots attack him. He vented a sigh. "Why don't you come flying with me tonight? We can go anywhere on the planet you want." he offered, giving his Second a small smile. Starscream looked up to his master with huge optics. "R-really?"
The two of them took off later in the afternoon, leaving Soundwave at the helm. Starscream couldn't resist the temptation to rocket out of the Nemesis' main hangar, banking sharply to the East. He let out a loud laugh, enjoying the rush of wind he felt hammering against his hull. Of course, he knew it wouldn't last. Almost immediately, a Cybertronian warbird cut him off, forcing him to drastically reduce speed. "Be careful!" Megatron barked out as he came up to fly at the jet's side. Starscream gave him an aggravated growl, but kept his speed down. "I know how to fly!" he snapped back.
Neither of them spoke much for the rest of the flight, which wasn't exactly a bad thing. Starscream let himself space out, watching lazily as the tip of his wing cut through the clouds. It was almost sundown by the time Megatron pulled him away from his thoughts. "Down there. Land on that next plateau." he ordered before speeding ahead. Starscream was confused, but followed after his master.
"What's wrong now?" he grumbled out impatiently as he landed, transforming into his robot mode just before touching down. Megatron did the same, landing right next to the Seeker. Starscream let out a small shout as he was pulled into his master's arms for the second time today. Honestly, you'd think he'd be used to that by now. The warlord gave him a smirk, pulling him close against his body. "Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to talk. Preferably somewhere where no one could listen in on us." Starscream let out a small chuckle, draping his arms over Megatron's shoulders. "Oh? And what did you want to talk about that we needed to be halfway around the world from the Nemesis to discuss?" he purred out, running a servo down his master's chestplates.
"Well... Soundwave informed me of a certain holiday the humans are celebrating today." Megatron began, grinning at the look of confusion Starscream gave him. "Since when do you even acknowledge those fleshlings, let alone their holidays?" he questioned, arching a single brow. The warlord couldn't help but chuckle. "When their holidays are... Apt..." he replied shortly. The Seeker rolled his optics. "Alright, what is it?"
"Mother's Day." Starscream's faceplates flushed. He wasn't familiar with the day, but he could gather enough from context. He gave a nervous laugh, optics darting downward. "O-oh. Umm... So, what do humans typically do to celebrate?" he asked hesitantly. "As I understand it, the humans present their creators, as well as the carriers of their children, with gifts like jewelry and flowers." Megatron explained, earning a scoff from the Seeker. "And why would I want any of that?"
"Don't worry, I know none of that would interest you. That's why I thought I'd change it up a little." the warlord replied, taking Starscream's servo in his own. The Seekers brows furrowed in confusion, sensing something amiss. "I thought it would be more appropriate if I asked you to be my bondmate."
Starscream stood there frozen in shock, his optics as wide as they could be as he stared up at his smiling master. He couldn't believe his audio sensors. "Y-you... You want me to...?" the Seeker stuttered out, unsure of how to respond. Suddenly, he was overcome by a rush of panic, pushing himself away from the larger mech, though Megatron still had a hold of his servo. Starscream tried in vain to pull away from his master. "What's wrong?" he asked as coolant started to well up in the corners of his Second's optics.
"Y-you only want to bond with me because I'm carrying your heirs! You wouldn't have given me the time of day two months ago, let alone asked me to be your mate!" Starscream shrieked, trying one more time to yank his servo free of the warlord's grip. Megatron pulled him back, grabbing a hold of the Seeker's other wrist as he did. "That's absurd!" he growled out, losing control of his temper slightly as he bared his jagged denta threateningly. He hadn't expected Starscream to say no. Of course, the warlord had to remind himself to keep his cool as soon as the jet turned on the water works. He'd been warned that Starscream would be overly emotional while he was carrying. He vented a sigh, loosening his grip on his Second's wrists as he forced himself to remain calm.
"Look... The twins may have helped me to finally make my decision, but you've got to believe me that I've felt this way about you for a long time. I love you, Starscream. I can't imagine being with anyone else." Megatron spoke as softly as he could, wiping away the coolant streams running down the Seeker's cheeks with the back of his servo. Starscream let out a small sob. "H-how can I be sure you're not trying to trick me? You've done it before..." he retorted weakly. He really did want to believe his master, but he'd been burned far too many times to take him on his word. Megatron could understand the Seeker's hesitation. He hadn't treated him very well in the past, though he hoped to correct that by the time their children were born.
"If you want proof my intentions are pure then just spark merge with me. You know I can't hide anything through a direct link. If you still think it's a trick, just break the link before the bond is formed. I can't make you bond with me if you really don't want to." Megatron offered, trying his best to reassure his Second. Starscream seemed to calm down a bit, mulling the idea over for a moment. He vented a small sigh, giving in. "Oh alright... But I'm only giving you one chance at this! Screw it up and you can forget about it!" he barked in warning. A grin instantly spread across the warlord's lips.
"That's all I need." Megatron rumbled out before practically tackling the Seeker to the ground. Starscream let out a surprised yelp as his back hit the dirt. Before he could argue, the Decepticon Lord's chestplates split open, exposing his spark. It was dusk, so the pale purple light illuminated the area around them. The jet looked back up to Megatron's face. "Y-you want to do it out here? R-right now?" he stuttered out, his faceplates flushing. "Yeah. Why not? May as well do it while we're all alone." the warlord replied with a smirk. Starscream was hesitant, but eventually let his chestplates split open.
Megatron stifled a small gasp as their sparks touched, a charge coursing through his body on contact. He kept the merge shallow at first, making sure their sparks couldn't synch up before his partner was ready. Even so, the sudden surge of Starscream's wildly swirling emotions threw him for a loop. He was starting to understand how the jet could become so upset so quickly. He couldn't see how he could think through all that, though...
"Oh, shut up! I can think just fine!" Starscream growled suddenly, causing Megatron to jump slightly. Well, at least he knew the Seeker could sense his thoughts just like he could. He let out a small chuckle. "Yes, I can see that."
Starscream laid back on the ground, trying his best to keep his mind focused. He hated to admit it, but Megatron was right. He'd had a hard time keeping his thoughts together. His master, on the other hand, didn't have that problem in the slightest. His thoughts were clear, as were his intentions. He vented a sigh about the same time Megatron's grin widened. "Alright... I'll do it." The Seeker gave in again, a small smile spreading across his lips.
-Steamy bits used to go here *sadpanda* And no, I don't consider a spark merge to be explicit. Primus, they're freakin' robots, people...-
Starscream collapsed back against the ground, gasping for breath as his chestplates snapped closed. Megatron did the same, taking care as he lifted himself from on top of the Seeker. The warlord's brow plates furrowed, placing a servo against his spark chamber. He could still feel Starscream's electromagnetic field as if it was still wrapped around his spark, even though their direct link had been broken. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before, but strange as it was... he liked it. It was almost comforting, as if he would never be alone again. He glanced down at the exhausted Seeker, who stared back up at him with dim optics. Megatron couldn't help but smile down at him.
He offered a servo to help the jet up, an offer that was gladly accepted. As soon as Starscream got up to his pedes he stumbled, crashing against his master's chest. Megatron caught him in his arms before he could fall much farther. "I'm guessing that means flying back home is out of the question?" he teased with a small smirk. Starscream smiled back at him weakly before pulling the larger mech's helm down, placing a soft kiss against his lips. That was all the answer Megatron got, as the Seeker then snuggled up against him, his optics going offline.
Megatron let out a chuckle, shaking his helm. "Soundwave, I need a ground bridge." he ordered over his com link. Moments later, the swirling green vortex opened up in front of him. The warlord bent down to hook his free arm under Starscream's knees, picking his mate up and carrying him through the portal.