"I can't wait to finally stretch my wings and fly tomorrow." Starscream flexed his wings a little and lay back in his bed. "After all that time being grounded…"

"You weren't even grounded for a month," Thundercracker snapped, and turned towards the wall. "Skywarp is right! You act like a baby."

"Well, that's a fine way to talk to your brother," said Starscream. "What's with you, anyway?"

"NOTHING," Thundercracker grunted. "Shut up."

"I mean…I don't remember anything that happened earlier today when that cute femme was fixing me up, but—" Starscream paused, then his red eyes lit up as a grin crossed his face. "Oh, I get it. You're jealous, aren't you, Thundercracker?"

"Shut the slag up!" Thundercracker shouted, lobbing his pillow at Starscream. "I'm not jealous in the slightest. I just think he's being really stupid."

"What are you talking about?" asked Starscream, feeling curious as he threw the pillow back to the blue jet.

"Skywarp's now only got one port and valve for the rest of his life cycle," Thundercracker said back. "It's stupid."

"You know he's had plenty of 'facing," Starscream reminded him, then shrugged. "We all have."

"Moonbeam is…she's just…" Thundercracker shrugged. "I don't know."

Skywarp is my brother, Thundercracker thought to himself. I could never spike Moonbeam…but if only I had seen her first…

Just the thought of him and Moonbeam all alone in bed, her legs spread for him only, was getting him pressurized all over again. His conscience was telling him he should be ashamed of himself, which he was, but his instinctive horniness was equally hard to ignore.

"Thundercracker?" Starscream whispered. "Why are you being all twitchy like that?"

"For the last time, shut UP!" Thundercracker hollered. "I don't need you poking your nose into my life!"

"You're being crazy, Thundercracker!" Starscream insisted.

"I'm not crazy!" Thundercracker shot back. "If anyone's crazy, you are!"

They were interrupted by Skywarp stumbling into the room, his wings wet with suspicious substances, a dazed smile on his face.

"Looks like somebody got hammered tonight," said Starscream, smirking.

"Double overload, tonight." Skywarp moaned happily and fell back onto his bed.

"WHAT?" Thundercracker couldn't stop himself from shouting as he felt a surge of envy flow through his tubes. For a moment he imagined a green monster springing out of his mouth and biting Skywarp's head off; then he took a deep breath and tried to turn himself back to normal again.

"We 'faced and I overloaded twice," Skywarp repeated, lifting his head up a little. "You thought I wasn't capable of that?"

"No, I just think you're being—" Thundercracker paused as he watched Skywarp's eyes glowing innocently in the darkness. Starscream was watching too, his mouth involuntarily open.

"I'm being what?" asked Skywarp.

"You're being really romantic," Thundercracker muttered, sinking down under the covers and closing his eyes. "I-I'm very happy for you."

…

Thundercracker ran his tongue around the inside of Moonbeam's thrusters as her hands stroked his wings. As he felt her moan in pleasure, he stood up and shoved her backwards onto the floor, to which she let out a loud squeal.

"I love you, Moonbeam," he whispered in a husky voice, covering her golden wings in kisses and running his hands up and down her body shamelessly.

"I love you too, Thundercracker," she told him sweetly, rubbing one hand along the side of his face. "In fact, I would die if you didn't spike me right now."

Without saying another word more, Thundercracker spread her legs apart and shoved himself in, grabbing her hands and kissing her lips. It was getting climactic now, when he suddenly felt her fingers sink into the back of his wings, almost like claws.

"Not so rough, my love!" he cried, trying to pull himself out but collapsing on her. Instead of her usual sultry voice, he heard her hissing and felt her scratching him again, this time all the way down his back.

"Ravage: return," Thundercracker finally heard a familiar voice say, and before he knew it he was in his own bed, clutching his pillow tight, soaked in transfluid. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Starscream, Skywarp and Soundwave were all standing next to his bed, staring.

"Are you okay?" asked Skywarp. "You were, like, screaming in your sleep."

"Of course I'm okay," Thundercracker snapped, bolting upright. "Why would you think otherwise?"

"Well, it looks like you need to take a shower," said Starscream, pointing to the messy sheets.

"Operation: release," said Soundwave.

"Yeah, what were you dreaming about, friend?" Starscream laughed.

"Laughter: illogical," Soundwave told them. "Release: necessary."

"Thundercracker: horny," said Skywarp, mimicking Soundwave, and that sent him and Starscream into hysterics.

"You're one to talk, Skywarp," Thundercracker told him, crossing his arms. "And look! Ravage scratched my wings and now they're bleeding!"

"So, go take your shower and head to the med bay." Starscream shrugged as he left the room with Soundwave and Skywarp. "Your self-repair will take care of your scratches."

…

Moonbeam was spread out on the couch luxuriously. Skywarp teleported back into the kitchen, holding a cube of high-grade energon.

"Thank you, baby," she said, taking it from him.

"No problem, sweetheart," he said back, gently hoisting her up and licking her cheek a little. "I love you."

"I love you too," she purred.

"Whatever you need, I will give it to you," he assured her, and cuddled her closer. "All I want is for you to be safe and happy."

"Well, I did see the most beautiful diamond necklace in town, today," she said, running one finger down his wing.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," he told her soothingly. "Oh, my sugarplum, how my spark aches for you."

"You romantic little sweetie-pie," she cooed, pinching one of his cheeks.

"You delectable little cupcake!" he said back, kissing her forehead. "You are so cute!"

"You're even cuter!" she giggled.

"No, you're cuter!"

"No, you're cuter!"

"You're the cutest one of all!" Skywarp lovingly kissed Moonbeam's head. "And I won't hear otherwise, darling."

"Throw me over your shoulder and take me to the bedroom, sweetheart!" she squealed.

"Yes indeed-y, my sweet snuggly little—"

"SHUT UP!" Thundercracker yelled at them. "Can you please talk in words that don't make me want to throw up in my own mouth?"

"Let's go, hon," whispered Skywarp, throwing his love over his shoulder, and off they headed for the bedroom.