Still sick as a dog… and had to take my little mutt Baxter to get his nails done today. Poor little guy made such a fuss. 14 years old and still acts like a puppy. I swear, if he dies soon I'm getting him cloned (prays he doesn't die soon), I would just miss him too much…(realizes money is needed for cloning… will work it out somehow.) Then I think I would have to get him a dog buddy from the shelter. Always think adoption first. There's a dog out there that needs you. (or a cat… and every once in a while a bunny).

Anyways, the winners this time are: SilverWolf47, Decepticon05, Ruler-of-the-Shadows, and Zonadow!!! 12 cybercupcakes a piece!!! :D

Still no sign of Mousie… think she might have flown the coop. I'm getting a hamster or gerbil next. Got the cage and supplies, why not put it too good use? Besides, they have some for adoption at the local Petco.

Read, review, laugh, love, and watch the jailbait.

I know this is a little late, I took a very long and very refreshing nap. I am convinced I caught a cold. But I doubt it is Swine Flu because I don't have enough of a cough for it to be the flu.

I don't own the Transformers, if I did they would be doing such naughty things.


Starscream woke to the sound of chirping pigeons and cars rushing to work in the distance. He couldn't quite recall all of the things that happened last night… though he wasn't sure if he wanted to if the first thing he awoke to was the Doctor snoozing upside down (1) on the same crate he had perched himself on last night. After gathering his thoughts, he moved his helm upward to see that he was cradled in Megatron's arms. Ok… this was new… but certainly not unwelcomed. Starscream wrestled one of his servos out from the tyrant's snug hold around his chassis encased in the warmth of the blankets to run it over the sharp metal spikes that adorned his master's helm. Megatron actually looked peaceful in his slumber. Given his helm and numerous teeth gave him a rather imposing look no matter what he was doing, he still looked like he was…enjoying the seeker's warmth that he was buried under. As if the mech actually enjoyed holding Starscream so close. Yet, it was a far off dream for the seeker. It was only morning… Starscream supposed he could fake his recharge until the others awoke. It's not like they had anything to do until Alice pinned the boy in some closet or bathroom where he couldn't escape. Now that he thought about it, their little reconnaissance bot Wheelie (2) had not reported back since before he pursued the shard of the Allspark found in the Witwicky household that was being held by the boy's female (3).

Starscream decided that he must have had a few hours to rest so… why not spend it with his helm over Megatron's sparkcase? He gently placed his right audio receptor over the larger mech's chest plating, listening to the slow, steady, healthy spark beat that issued from the pulsing life force. Starscream shut off his optic sensors, as well as the other annoying systems that interfered with his reception of the larger mech's spark beat. This was all he wanted to hear.

He had dreamed about this moment for over a million years… he honestly didn't remember when it really started to haunt his dreams and plunder his thoughts on a planetary basis (4). But here he was, fulfilling one of his dreams. Listening to the steady spark beat of his love. And no one was interrupting or limiting time! He could stay right here for as long as he wanted. Too bad he didn't have a recording device for this moment. This beautiful, healthy pulse could sooth him to sleep every planetary cycle, with or without his trine's help.

Ba-dap-ba-dap-ba-dap…

Such a lovely and comforting sound. Like being in your creator for the entire gestation period and being able to hear their spark beat the entire time (5). Starscream let out a silent, relaxed air intake, which cooled his systems from the sheer amount of warmth the tyrant was emitting onto his smaller frame. He felt the larger mech shift in his slumber, readjusting muscles that were becoming tense from his upright position against the boxes. Megatron had changed so much from the planetary cycle that he first met Starscream. Starscream had just been a little sparkling, barely formed and born before his time was completed in the gestation pod, Megatron found him in the rubble of a workshop after a long battle (6). Starscream remembered when Megatron took him back and placed him under those ignorant caretakers. He also remembered when he first realized that he was a warrior and killed one of them…just to see Megatron.

Megatron shifted again, causing Starscream to move his helm away from the precious spark beat. This little movement awoke Megatron. The tyrant took his time to online his optics and take in his surroundings. Starscream remained still while the tyrant absorbed where he was and what was going on around him. Letting a long, tired yawn cascade from his mouth, Megatron stretched out his shoulders and looked down at his lap. Starscream smiled up at him… and then the tyrant registered what was happening.

"Starscream!" The tyrant said in shock, wondering, and clearly not remembering quite yet what had happened last evening.

"Master…" Starscream said in practiced response. Megatron relaxed when he realized that nothing was attacking or needed attention right away…which were usually the only two times that Starscream had ever come to him in his berth chambers. Though Megatron wouldn't have minded if Starscream just came over for no apparent reason… like to stare at his aft… or stretch in front of Megatron… or bl- wait. No. Starscream wouldn't do that… even though he could really use the seeker's attention right now. Somewhere during the night, his dear little seeker or perhaps his own processor had taken a moment to rub his cable the wrong way… and was currently making itself known by prodding into his interfacing plating. Megatron tried his best to move his body so that the pressure was relieved from his cable, which only served to aggravate it more.

"Master… is something the matter?" Starscream asked, clearly seeing the discomfort on his master's facial plating. Starscream moved his servo beside Megatron's left hip, brushing against his erect cable in the process. Starscream stopped there and looked up at his master with a sly grin.

"Starscream, I can explain-" Megatron was cut off from his feverish explanation by Starscream's talon pressing itself into his lip components gently, silencing the stunned tyrant.

"You don't need to explain, I can see what's going on here." The seeker gave a dirty, devilish smile.

"It seems like you have a bit of a problem, dear Megatron…might I be of assistance?" the silver air commander smiled lovingly at his commander. Megatron froze. What did Starscream, innocent, pure, sweet, rule following, never-put-a-toe-out-of-line, Starscream just to say to him? Was he offering to…?

Starscream answered his silent question as he lowered his helm and unlatched the tyrant's interfacing plating with one talon. Megatron gave a little grunt as his panel came undone, moaning when Starscream's glossa touched the tip of his cable. It felt so wonderful… better than the tyrant had ever imagined. The seeker must have been practicing somewhere Megatron didn't know about. He was too good to be a virgin…this glossa gliding up and down his shaft, tickling the tip and then trailing down to his coded lubricant storage tanks (7). Oh sweet Primus it felt so good.

Starscream always knew that the only mech he would do this for willingly would be Megatron. Thundercracker and Skywarp always handled themselves and he would not berth another mech. Here he was… fulfilling an odd dream of his from not too long ago. Megatron's servo on his helm, guiding him in his patient, loving caresses over the tip and down the shaft, enjoying the feeling of Megatron's large member in his mouth- complete bliss. Megatron gently pushed down every time Starscream's helm descended on his shaft. Megatron was getting close, so very close. Starscream started sucking, which made a wave of pleasure run over his body. Megatron ran his digits over the seeker's helm in pleasure, never wanting this moment to end. Starscream was his… if only for a moment now, he was entirely his. No one could take him from the tyrant.

In their ecstasy, they didn't notice the others waking and leaving the hanger… with the exception of the Doctor, who was still fast asleep.

Megatron gave a little thrust upwards into the seeker's mouth. Starscream choked for a second, but then resumed pace once he had regained his bearings. Starscream worked his tongue around the hardened shaft, enjoying every cry that Megatron gave to the seeker's movements. Starscream kept up the pressure and moved his servo up to Megatron's hip. He gently squeezed the tyrants hip, then move to the base of his shaft while never loosing contact with Megatron's body.

"Don't stop- nhhh- Starscream!!!" the tyrant came all over the silver air commander's mouth. Starscream held it in, doing his best not to pull away too soon and make a mess of the place. It was just then that he heard the familiar beat of Grindor's blades… and it sounded like he was carrying something. Yes. A car.

"Starscream… that was" Megatron was cut off by the warehouse doors opening and the car being dropped in. The boy had arrived.


Blooper!!!!

(I promised double! Therefore double it shall be!!!)

Why the fallen hates Earthlings~

A long time ago, the fallen and his brothers came to Earth to see if the planet had life forms inhabiting it. His brothers were all handsome or powerful in their own respects, but the fallen was the 5th sparkling, and therefore got little attention.

So when the time came for the decision on whether or not to harvest the star, the fallen's brothers said to leave the planet be. They told him that the planet was good, and the fallen took another look around.

When the fallen saw all the beings that lived here, and how they loved one another so, he became insatiably jealous. He vowed to destroy their star and them with it.

He began to leave the planet by heading towards the ocean. However, he stepped into a large ravine and couldn't pull his ped out. He didn't know that this ravine had jellyfish and marine life in it. Jellyfish and starfish get stuck on metallic objects. This was just another reason for the fallen to destroy this planet.

He hated squishy things.

Blooper #2!!! (now redone by popular request!!!)

Ratchet came to check on the two sparklings (to him at least) that had been asleep since noon. It was 1 pm and Ratchet had already tried to explain to Prime what had happened at breakfast that morning. Prime seemed to let things be, since Cade wasn't a threat… but Ratchet couldn't help but blurt out what the three younglings had set up.

Prime stopped in his tracks. Bee, Cade and Star setting them up to grade them against each other??? Well… this made today rather interesting. Ironhide couldn't bring himself to look at either one of the two mechs… but thankfully Prime didn't notice.

So… they wanted some competition? Well… poor little Cade and Screamer were going to get their grades from him… as for Bee…well, he never could resist that cute little aft

Prime went to Bee's room, where the two were currently resting together. When he arrived, Cade was nuzzling Bee's helm like a teddy bear, and Prime watched them for a minute. They were rather cute together... cute little jailbait bots.

Prime opened the door and dived for the two , who were surprised and rather startled at the sudden entrance of the larger mech. Prime seized the two by their midriffs (yeah... now they have midriffs) and hauled them over his shoulders- Bee on the right and Cade on the left. Cade protested, more out of surprise and Bee just chirped from the sudden realization that his peds were not touching the ground.

Prime hauled the two younglings off to his quarters, knowing that none of the other bots would mess with them there unless it was a dire emergency.

He threw the two younglings on the berth, making Cade yelp with the sudden contact of the berth. Prime gave the two a smirk and spoke.

"Competition, huh?" The two knew exactly what he was talking about. Smiling, they both stripped to their cables and afts, making Prime all that much hornier than before.

Prime grabbed Bee first and seized his hardened cable. Bee moaned at the touch, and Cade moved forward for a kiss from the yellow Camero. The younglings kissed and Prime watched letting his cable slip into the already wet Cade. Cade gave a loud moan as his port was entered, and Bee took his time dominating the Decepticon. Prime shoved his huge cable into the Decepticon at full force, causing the younger bot to cry out in pleasure. Bee watched this little show with vigor, grabbing at his own cable and gently touching the tip. Bee leaned down to Cade's cable and gave it an exploratory lick. Cade cried out again, letting his cable go rock hard. Prime, who had been thrusting into the smaller mech, gave two more good shoves and came inside the Decepticon. Cade came in Bee's mouth, overflowing the yellow Camero's mouth with fluid.

Bee was next, and as Prime pulled out of the resting Cade, Bee turned his aft around to allow his favorite mech to shove it in him. Prime took his time with Bee, considering he always liked the younger bot. Bee was very sweet, and no one who knew him could ever bring themselves to harm him in berth or otherwise intentionally. Bee cried out in ecstasy as his port was roughly taken. Prime kissed up and down the yellow Camero's neck cables, causing the younger mech to moan in pleasure. prime slid his arms under the yellow Camero's legs and hoisted him up on to his cable. Prime thrusted upwards into Bee and Bee accessed some old porno cries that he tracked down on the internet. They were good cries too, because Prime continued to pleasure Bee for another five minutes as his huge cable became so hard, he couldn't bear it. Prime came inside Bee as well, then gently set his lovable little Camero down in the berth. Exhausted, he slid he way between the two recharging mechs and pulled each one close.

Bee and Cade were bent over in Prime's berth, both cooling down after a nice, very long session with the Prime. Prime was looking rather content, resting against his pillow and watching the two exchange glances. He grabbed both of them and pulled them up to each side of his chest, pressing a kiss into each one's helm. Cade, still trying to let his sore ass cool off, was dozing off, and Bee was snuggling into Prime's right side.

They both gave Prime the highest grade so far. Cade wasn't sure if he could walk the next morning.


(1) Think like an upside own crab. It's cute.

(2) His name was Wheels in the novel, but everyone who has ever watched the original G1 knows that he is Wheelie.

(3) That's how the Cybertronians would probably see a female related to a male of another species that wasn't in the family. Not trying to upset anyone or be sexist (though I am a girl, so that wouldn't make much sense if you took it that way) so do not get testy with me about that line.

(4) He's daydreaming about Megatron taking him. How cute.

(5) Basing it off organic gestation, a child can hear its mother's calm heartbeat the entire time it is in the womb. Therefore, it becomes a comforting sound to an organic being. This works, trust me, but if you have someone who is really upset, then pulling them into your chest, directly over your heartbeat, calms them down. It's a very basic, almost instinct that relaxes the mind and calms the nerves. It works on babies and men (which are about the same thing…).

(6) Must give wonderful credit to the genius behind this portion- itsu-sual!!! And yes, it is from her drabbles 'My Little Lover'. Wonderful work, I can't go to sleep without reading a portion or 15 (:3) it's just too good!!! And it helps me dream of the ones I love~ Star and Megs.

(7) … most of you figured out what these are. If not… they're his balls. Lol. 'Coded Lubricant Storage Tanks' in humans are testicles. Hence, sperm (which contains DNA ~code) is stored in them. It is surrounded in lubricants when it erupts from a male. Ok… now that I've traumatized you with a sex ed spurt, let's get back to the things that matter in this eruptive lecture. (making life more fun with words that have double meanings)


So… Screamer just fulfilled one of his dreams… sucking Megatron. Yes. He did it. And that's what he was spitting out when Sam, Michela and piss-my-pants boy Leo arrived. It was too colorful to be water. Therefore, it was mech fluid. I'm a crazy little kitty that haunts you when you bake cookies.

Feel free to use this idea in any fanfiction regarding Screamer's spitting scene. Credit where credit is due please.

Now, read again, review, laugh until the bathroom isn't close enough, and here- *tosses you a cybercupcake* enjoy. Sugar makes the world go round!!! And Wendy's new Asian Style Boneless Wings!!! (which I'm getting for lunch today…yum).

Oh and here, I need a poll. So I'll make it the new challenge.

Who should I bring into the bloopers for no apparent reason (hence… provide a reason please)? (you can vote for more than one)

Arcee, Chromia and Moonracer (aka the 3 bikes)

Sideways

Skids and Mudflap

Jolt

Jazz

A kitty