I stared at the femme human, thing that I had taken our ma-friend in my servo after I had taken her out of 'Rider's cabin when we arrived at out outpost. Megatron and Starscream had wanted to meet her, of at least it seemed like that as there had been a lot of shouting and screeching on the issue.

Personally I had hoped they would have just told us we could kill her. But apparently they wanted to see what the slag Will had seen in the human woman that he couldn't see in a Cybertronian…mainly us, his Stunticons.

Ugh, if it had been anyone else I had to use that possessive word for I would have ripped my own glossa out.

The femme was oddly silent, as I had heard no yelling from 'Rider's cabin on the way here. I wasn't concerned for her at all, but if something happened to the femme, then Will would most likely hate us for damaging his femme. "What's the matter with you? You've been silent all the way here, not that I care."

The femme gave me a glare. "I've been kidnapped with possessive Cybertronians, how do you think I feel?" she snapped.

"Hey, we're not possessive, we're just…" Wildrider trailed off as his optics shuttered half-way in thought. The amazement of that action had me sending my surprise through the gestalt bond. 'Rider's actually thinking!

'Rider's optics brightened and he cuffed me on the helm. "Watch it you paint wreck." He sneered. "Now what was I about to say? Oh, right. We're not possessive, we just don't like seeing what's ours get snatched up by someone else. It makes us angry."

"That's what possessive means." The femme muttered, but my 'brother' seemed not to hear her.

And while I didn't like this femme by the fact I felt inadequate since Will had chosen her and less awesome for being passed over for a human, I still liked seeing one of my 'brother's' get one upped. Hey, even though we were all made at the same time doesn't mean we like each other; the one thing we can agree we all like in some degree is Will.

He's our basis, and the fact it was programmed into us to be his friend was irrelevant. We had really liked him, and felt just as crushed when he had run-er, flown away. Not as crushed as his Creators probably, but still pretty crushed.

'Rider and I walked through the doors as they slid open to allow us entry and we found both Megatron and Starscream waiting impatiently, everyone else had most likely fled for their own safety, no matter how entertaining this was gonna be. "Here's the femme you sent us to get." I drawled.

The femme glared at me again. "My name is Sarah."

For something to do, I looked up on the 'Internet' was 'Sarah' meant and was genuinely startled. "Get this, the femme's designation actually means 'princess.'"

The screeching one's optics narrowed at her. "How…fitting." He said distastefully, while Megatron just straight out glared at her.

The femme looked over at Starscream and tilted her head. "Why am I here? Or if I have to guess, is this a 'meet the Creators thing'?"

If I didn't hate her, I would have given the femme some respect for her bolt bearings.

"So Will told you about us, did he?" Starscream questioned.

"I'm not screaming my head off, so yeah, he did." The femme retorted. "Now, why am I here?"

Megatron finally deigned to speak. "You dared to bond with our sparkling. You can do one of two things; break off the bond, or you can die."

Wow that was just...wow.