Starscream onlined the next orbital cycle to Breakdown getting out of berth. The truck kissed his mate, grumbled about "why is he in my berth again...?" and then left the room. The Seeker snuggled closer to Knock Out, worried about Breakdown.
They were soon joined by Dead End who pushed Starscream aside to snuggle with his carrier. The annoying sparkling fell back into recharge, getting all the cuddles from his carrier that rightfully belonged to Starscream!
Rude, little pest…
The Seeker listened as Breakdown went downstairs. Eventually, the older mechlings onlined, recharging in as they didn't have to go to school this orbital cycle. The Seeker tried relaxing until he managed to fall back into recharge, getting a few more joors in before he onlined to Dead End wiggling.
"Mmm." Knock Out groaned as he onlined, then smiled. "Hey, sweetspark. Carrier loves onlining to your adorable faceplates."
Dead End giggled, hugging his carrier. "I love you!"
"I love you, too." He then nuzzled his olfactory sensor against Dead End's, who did it right back. "Where's your sire?"
Dead End shrugged. "I don't know."
"Yeah? I'm sure he's around somewhere."
"Probably." Dead End grabbed his carrier's servo and held it up. "Look!" He exclaimed as he folded his carrier's digits until he made the servo into an obscene gesture. "Carrier is naughty!" He snickered like it was the funniest thing ever.
Knock Out feigned a shocked gasp. "Carrier is naughty! You silly pigeonoid." He used the same servo that had been commandeered to cup Dead End's cheekplates and kiss him.
"You're silly!"
"No, you."
"You!"
"You."
"YOU!"
"If I'm silly than what are you?" Knock Out asked his youngest like it was a serious question.
"I'm cute!" Dead End snickered.
"That you are. My cutey patootie!"
"I'm not a patootie!"
"Who's the patootie then?"
Dead End snickered. "Wildbreak."
"Oh? Is that the latest gossip on the street?"
"Yeeeyah!" Dead End giggled.
"Tell carrier more gossip. You know I love gossip." Knock Out smiled.
"You know Scarlet?"
"The femmling at your school who threw the colors at the teacher last decacycle?"
"Yeah, she said 'frag' in school!"
"Oh my gosh! Tell me more." Knock Out said it like he was listening to the gossip of the vorn, totally invested in his son's drama.
"Yeah, and so they told her carrier. And her carrier got mad, but not at her."
"Who did the carrier get mad at?"
"The teacher!" Dead End threw his servos up.
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
"What happened then?"
Dead End paused, trying to remember the story, then smiled. "I got energon cupcake for lunch." He then giggled.
"Jealous! Carrier's orbital cycle is like, totes, boring." He dismissively waved.
"What happened?"
"Oh, nothing much. Yesterday carrier had to treat someone for an upset tummy, and they vomited in front of me."
"Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"
"Like, seriously! So ew."
"Carrier works with gross people!" Dead End laughed.
"I do! See, your stories are better. What's more drama?"
"Sire needs to draw us an oil bath and do our claws for more gossip!" Dead End proclaimed.
Knock Out snickered. "Yes! He should! I love gossiping with you!" He held up his servo and Dead End high fived it. "Do we have a date tonight for gossip in an oil bath with sire doing our claws?"
"Yes!"
"I look forward to it." He kissed Dead End on the cheekplates before looking over at Starscream. "Hey, Stars, how are you?"
Starscream didn't say anything, just pathetically looked at Knock Out.
"Why is he here?" Dead End inquired, rolling onto his back to be able to look back at the Seeker.
"Starscream had a nightmare so came to carrier for comfort. Just like you do."
"Oh," He turned to Starscream. "Carrier scares away all bad things! You're safe."
Knock Out smiled. "Yes, he most certainly is." He hugged his youngest, so proud of him. "We should get up and find sire. Can you help carrier?"
"Yes!" Dead End quickly got onto his knees, grabbed his carrier's servo, and pulled back with all his strength.
Knock Out slowly sat up, and then scooted off the berth with his son's help. Dead End stood up and held his arms out to his carrier.
"Oh, sweetie, you're getting too big for carrier…" Knock Out said as he placed his servos under Dead End's arm joints.
But that didn't stop the sparkling who leaped into his carrier, ignore the pained gasp from the speedster.
"Ugh!" Knock Out grunted, barely holding his youngest against him. "Why do you have to grow so fast?!"
Dead End only laughed as Knock Out barely managed to carry him out of the room. Starscream perked his broken wings, then got out of berth and followed the speedster. Knock Out carried his son down the stairs and quickly handed him to Breakdown who picked up the sparkling like he weighed nothing.
"That almost broke me…" Knock Out grunted. "You are way too big for me…"
"Hear that? Carrier says you're fat." Breakdown told his youngest.
Dead End glared at his sire before punching him in the arm. "Am not!"
Breakdown only chuckled.
"Be nice to my sparklings." Knock Out ordered his mate sternly before gesturing for Starscream to follow him. The speedster grabbed some energon and gave Starscream a glass. "Drink all of it, Stars. Remember we have guests coming in a couple of joors."
Starscream swallowed, worried about more people being around him at this time.
"It's okay. You can hide in your room, or my room, while they are here." Knock Out then drank some of his energon. "Fracture, please don't put your brother in a chokehold…"
"But sire showed me how to do it!" Fracture exclaimed as he was on the floor holding Wildbreak in a chokehold.
"I don't care if your sire showed you, don't do it on your brothers. If your sire shows you something that you know I wouldn't approve of don't do it."
"Sire said you're no fun." Fracture grumbled as he released his brother.
Knock Out glared at Breakdown. "I'm no fun?"
"You're plenty of fun!" Breakdown innocently smirked. "Just in certain things."
"What 'certain' things?"
"You know…. If it involves a berth…."
Knock Out punched his mate in the arm, ignoring the truck's chuckle. "Don't teach my mechlings to be idiots like you." He grunted before sipping his energon.
"They're mechlings! All they do is wrestle and fight!" He then got in his mate's face. "It's what the mechly mechs do!" He chuckled.
"No, it's what idiots do. Get out of my face, I'm mad at you."
"And I love you." He puckered his lip plates as he leaned in for a kiss.
Knock Out moved out of the way and shoved Starscream at his mate to be kissed instead. Starscream startled, not expecting that. Breakdown only straightened himself back up, laughing at how much he annoyed his Conjunx Endura. The Seeker quickly pushed himself against the speedster, trying to keep some distance from Breakdown.
"Dead End, please don't throw your ball in the house. Only play with that outside." Knock Out ordered his youngest.
"Sire lets me play with my ball inside!" Dead End shouted, throwing his ball some more.
"You are teaching them such bad habits." The doctor grumbled.
"It's fine."
"He's going to break something."
"He hasn't yet." Breakdown shrugged.
Knock Out rolled his optics before rapidly finishing off his energon, setting the glass aside, and marching over to his youngest. He escorted Dead End into the backyard with his ball and stepped out with him. Starscream quickly followed him.
"Play with it here. I don't care what your sire says, if I say it, it overrules whatever sire said. Understood?"
Dead End nodded. "Don't listen to sire, got it!" He then ran off with his ball, Diesel chasing him.
Knock Out sat on the patio bench and gestured for Starscream to sit beside him. The Seeker did so, still working on his glass of energon.
"Don't ever join someone, Starscream…." Knock Out grumbled. "They drive you insane…"
"I thought you told me to join someone…?" Starscream asked so quietly.
"That was before I got annoyed with Breakdown…" He grunted. "Just like… Join them when they behave and divorce the rest of the time. It'll be super expensive, but better than being joined with them when they're being stupid."
"Just friends with benefits?"
"Yes! Exactly that."
Starscream snuggled against the speedster. Knock Out leaned his helm over to rest against Starscream's.
"How are you feeling?"
Starscream didn't answer right away. "Tired…"
"Well, you need to refuel more. You're not taking in enough energon." He paused as he studied the Seeker. "When I fix your wings, I am giving you a makeover. New paint job. What do you want? Red? You'd look good in red."
"Silver?"
"It's not safe for you to be recognizable. If you weren't Decepticon Brass I wouldn't care, but you are, and we just found out what Autobots would do to you if they knew who you were." He paused. "We'll give you a new fake designation, too. Start over to ensure you stay ahead of any Autobots. What fake designation do you want? Something easily forgotten."
"Nova is common."
"That is common. You think of something and let me know. There will be only Decepticons coming by in a bit, so you don't have to rush. I wouldn't let these people over if we couldn't trust them."
Starscream didn't say anything, just snuggled closer to his friend.
"You excited for your new wings?"
Starscream nodded.
Knock Out smirked. "I bet you are. I will make you all pretty again. Then you will not want to hide behind me but rather show off how good you look. Right?"
Starscream didn't react.
"Well, I think you will want to show off."
Breakdown stepped outside. "Hey, my love, people are arriving. I'm going to start being super embarrassing, so you better stop me." He chuckled.
Knock Out rolled his optics as he stood. "You better behave."
"I won't." Breakdown smirked.
"Dead End! Your friends have arrived!" Knock Out called to his youngest, who came running over as quickly as he could.
Starscream followed Knock Out back inside, almost tripping when Diesel ran into him to see the guests. The Seeker swallowed, not liking the grounders who had just arrived. There were four grounders, three mechs and a femme, and five sparklings. Two of the sparklings, a mechling and femmling, were Dead End's age. The other three, all mechlings, were the same ages as Fracture and Wildbreak.
The mechlings and the one femmling were quick to run off together and play their games, or do whatever sparklings their ages did, leaving the adults alone in the living room.
"Want to go in your room?" Knock Out whispered to Starscream.
Starscream didn't say anything, instead whining. He glanced from the grounders talking to Breakdown, then his room, then at Knock Out. Finally, he detached himself from his friend and quickly hid in his room.
He listened to the happy greetings, Knock Out saying something that warranted a laugh from the visitors, and Breakdown then saying something that made Knock Out hit him. Instead of them dropping off their creations and leaving, they stayed. Starscream heard them settling down on the couch, chatting about something or other.
The Seeker swallowed, trying to concentrate on something else, but he was having trouble. Why couldn't he calm down? He was hidden away in his room! He was safe here, surely? He was in his room and no one could get him… Right?
The Seeker tried finishing his energon, but he was having trouble getting himself to swallow. Eventually he found himself trembling, his spark pulse quickening, and a panic attack coming.
He set his glass down on the nightstand, hesitated, then left his room. He was trembling, but he knew one thing that helped him calm down.
"Hey, there." Knock Out greeted casually as the Seeker was suddenly snuggling against his side on the couch, clutching him like he would die if he let go. "You okay?" Knock Out whispered, feeling the Seeker trembling.
Starscream didn't say anything, simply tried to focus on Knock Out, his spark still pulsating so fast, his cooling fans whirling loudly.
"It's okay." Knock Out stroked the jet's helm, still whispering. "You're safe. No one will hurt you."
"Is he okay?" One of the mech grounders asked, sitting on the couch beside the doctor.
Knock Out gently hugged the Seeker with one arm. "He was attacked by Autobots while he was held in prison for over a decacycle. He is traumatized."
"Is there legal action?" Another mech asked.
"I am filing with my attorney. We are suing the prison and Prime."
"Good luck with the case."
"These Autobots think they can get away with anything." The first mech grunted. "They push us all into the most destroyed part of the city, and the cities with no power, and call it 'peace.' They have three hospitals in this city and we only have the one! No police presence in our neighborhoods and yet we aren't allowed to start our own police force?"
"Not to mention they took the better power plant for energon production, and we get that station that barely produces enough." The femme added.
"I worry about our creations." The third mech spoke. "The Autobots are popping out sparklings faster than we are. Our creations will be outnumbered soon enough."
"We can't pop out as many because our energon is limited. It's part of their whole plan." The second mech replied. "Control our population."
"They also control our population by ensuring we get worse care for our carriers during birth." Knock Out said. "We are denied so much medical equipment and medicine that the death rate of newborns is far higher than it is for Autobots. They also took our obstetricians. All obstetricians who are sworn Decepticons were sent to Autobot hospitals over Cybertron and are not allowed to work in Decepticon hospitals. Midwives can work in Decepticon hospitals, and our hospital has a couple, but no pre-war trained obstetricians."
"That's just sick." The first mech grunted.
"I was wondering why it was you delivering my eldest. You're not trained to do anything with sparklings, correct?" The femme asked.
"Not properly. I had to learn during the war because every doctor had to be able to operate on any patient for any reason." Knock Out explained, stroking Starscream's arm to comfort him.
"Do you think that's a reason for your miscarriage?" The third mech asked.
"I'm not talking about that." Knock Out said quickly.
"Okay, understandable."
"Do you think you'll win your case against the Autobots?" The femme asked.
"I better." Knock Out grumbled. "Or else I'll get myself thrown in jail and beat up the guys who hurt him."
"I'll prevent that from happening." Breakdown piped up as he brought over energon for everyone. "My darling mate is too beautiful for prison."
"I could survive prison." Knock Out said confidentially.
"I have no doubts about that, my love. But I don't believe it will be because of your strength or how scary you believe yourself to be."
"What is that suppose to mean?" Knock Out glared at his mate.
"You know… You'll be kept around in fine condition because of your… Other skills." He finished handing everyone their energon.
"They already have doctors at the prison."
"No, I mean… For the guys missing their partners on the outside."
Knock Out glared murderously at Breakdown. "I am not a whore! How dare you! Do you see what I have to put up with?! Come here so I can punch you!"
Breakdown only laughed as he leaned over to force a kiss to his mate's cheekplates, easily fending off the slapping servos. "I love you so much."
"I'm going to make you recharge on the couch tonight."
"See what I have to put up with?" Breakdown said it like he was the ultimate victim. "I show unconditional love to this mech and he makes me recharge on the couch."
"Should we call adult protective services?" The second mech asked jokingly.
"Yes!" Breakdown exclaimed before grabbing Knock Out's wrists tightly and then kissing his mate on the lip plates for a lingering moment. "Gosh, you're so beautiful. Too bad you're so violent."
"Stop being a bully and I won't need to resort to violence." Knock Out kept trying to pull his wrists free, but the truck was far stronger than him.
"Maybe I like you this way." Breakdown purred before going in for another kiss.
"No! Stop it! Not in front of everyone! I have a sad Seeker who needs my attention! Gah!"
Starscream awkwardly watched as Breakdown forced kisses all over Knock Out's faceplates and his lip plates, even shoving his glossa into the doctor's mouth. Knock Out growled his engine, trying to get his Conjunx Endura to stop, but Breakdown was having fun annoying him. The truck held both of Knock Out's wrists in one servo as his other lowered to pinch the speedster on the aft.
"Ouch! Stop it!" Knock Out kneed at his mate. "Breakdown, stop!" He was then smoldered by another kiss on the lip plates.
Starscream felt his trembling renewing. He kept thinking about him struggling against those guards, screaming for them to stop, but they held him down, their servos touched him, they forced themselves on him. He cried, he screamed, he tried fighting back, but they were bigger, stronger, and refused to stop. They… hurt him…
His spark hurt from how hard it was pulsating. He wasn't sure if he screamed, or if he felt something in his vocalizer, but he did notice Knock Out was suddenly free from Breakdown and focusing on him. He wasn't sure what happened, but he suddenly found himself standing as Knock Out pulled him by the servo and quickly brought him into his room. The doctor closed the door, put the Seeker onto the berth, and allowed the jet to hug him tightly as he cried.
"You're safe, Stars. You're safe." The speedster cooed as he held the jet, allowing him to bawl into his chestplates. "It's a panic attack. That's all it is. You're safe. We're in your room. No one is going to hurt you. I promise."
Starscream could only cry and cling to his friend, unable to do much else. It took a while before his spark began to pulsate slower and his intakes lessened. He eventually found himself lying down on the berth still hugging Knock Out, but the panic attack was finally over.
"Feel better?"
Starscream slowly nodded.
"What brought on that panic attack? Did I say something?"
Starscream didn't look at him as he remained silent.
"You're going to have to tell me something, Stars. I need to know what I'm suing these bastards for."
The Seeker still remained silent.
Breakdown knocked before opening the door. "Hey, they all left. Just the sparklings are here."
Knock Out looked at the Seeker. "Wanna go out? It's just us and a bunch of sparklings, now."
"Everyone is upstairs playing their games. Forget they even exist." Breakdown grunted.
"Hear that? We're practically alone! How about we watch some TV, and you drink more energon, and we all snuggle? Sound good?"
Starscream slowly nodded, still not looking at his friend.
Knock Out got off the berth and helped Starscream stand up. He slowly led the Seeker to the living room and back onto the couch. They were soon cuddling and watching some drama. Breakdown went upstairs to check on all the sparklings before coming downstairs and sitting on the opposite side of Knock Out. The speedster purred his engine as he leaned against his mate. Starscream was annoyed by this, wanting all of Knock Out's attention, but he was too scared of Breakdown to say anything. He simply had to hold Knock Out, pretending Breakdown wasn't present.
Eventually, Breakdown got up to give energon to all the sparklings and even bring some to Knock Out and the Seeker. The truck did leave to have some time to himself, giving Starscream plenty of snuggle time with Knock Out.
But, that would come to an end.
"All the little ones are recharging." Breakdown smiled at his mate. "Dead End's friends are recharging in his berth despite being given an extra cot…"
"Aw, how cute." Knock Out smiled. "I'll have to check on them."
"Fans are on, too."
"Good."
"So… They can't hear anything." Breakdown's smirk grew.
"That's nice."
"You didn't go to work, so I know you're not tired."
"I'm always tired."
"Not tonight!"
"I don't know… I could be too tired to climb those stairs."
"I'll carry you."
"All that way?"
"I would carry you to the ends of the galaxy."
"You'd only do that to get lucky."
"Well, yeah!" Breakdown laughed.
Knock Out rolled his optics. "Fine, take me up, big guy."
"YES!" Breakdown fist pumped before quickly running around the couch and scooping up his mate.
"Recharge well, Starscream. I'll see you in the morning!" Knock Out waved to the Seeker as he was swiftly carried away.
Starscream watched them go up the stairs and heard their berthroom door closed. He sat there, alone, very quickly becoming anxious. He felt his spark pulsating faster, the only sound was that of the TV that was still on.
He got up and went up the stairs, already beginning to tremble.
Without any preamble, he opened the door to the couple's room, his broken wings lowering.
"What's wrong?" Knock Out quickly asked as he was held by Breakdown who was in the middle of kissing him.
Starscream opened his mouth to speak, but looked at Breakdown. The truck seemed annoyed by his presence, glaring at the Seeker as he tightened his grip on his mate. The Seeker instead whined, wringing his servos, and trembling his wings. Knock Out vented a sigh.
"Sweetie, I'm… Can you wait outside for a bit?" Knock Out so gently asked.
Starscream only trembled harder.
Knock Out bit his lower lip plate, then vented a sigh. "Sit on the berth, in the corner there. And just stay there."
"Knock Out…" Breakdown grunted.
"We're all adults who lost our virginity a long time ago." Knock Out looked up at his mate. "You're the one who had me suck you off in front of him. It's fine. There's nothing he hasn't seen us do in the videos… Or that he hasn't done himself."
"I want to be alone with you."
"Just pretend he's not here. Babe, it's fine. You should only be focused on me, anyway."
Breakdown vented loudly. "Fine." He then turned the doctor around. "But I'm going to be hard on you."
"On me or in me?" Knock Out smirked before being shoved onto the berth.
"Both." Breakdown grabbed his mate's wrists and pinned them against his back.
"No…. Be kind to me." Knock Out looked back at him. "Don't you love-ah!" He yelped when Breakdown smacked his aft hard. "Bully! Ouch!" He cried, kicking as Breakdown continuously smacked his aft very hard and fast.
Starscream lowered his wings, shrinking back in the corner of the berth as he watched them. He didn't like how cruel Breakdown was being, but Knock Out wasn't yelling at him to stop… They played like this all the time. It wasn't assault. It was normal. Stay calm.
Knock Out grit his denta, trying not to be too loud so that the sparklings wouldn't hear. Breakdown kept slapping his mate's aft viciously hard, making sure it began to dent. The doctor could only kick and try to free his wrist, unable to stop the brutal attack on his rear.
Once Breakdown had given him enough smacks to ensure he would be very sore in the morning did he finally stop. The truck released the speedster, then opened his codpiece to let his spike out.
Knock Out remained in place, pathetically rubbing over his aft. "Ow… You're the fattest bully to ever live… Why are you so mean to me?" He looked up at Starscream. "Isn't he mean? I'm just this adorable, innocent thing who has never ever done anything wrong ever in my life, and he comes around and abuses me."
"Shut up." Breakdown growled as he grabbed Knock Out's codpiece.
Knock Out opened it, moaning as his mate began to rub his valve to stimulate him. "Mmm, a bully. That's what he is and always will be!"
Breakdown grabbed Knock Out's wrists again and pinned them to his back. He wasted no time in penetrating his mate and began to thrust. Knock Out loudly gasped and moaned, not even given time to adjust.
"Ack! You're, oh… It hasn't been that, hah, long since we last fragged. You're ridiculous." Knock Out managed between moans. "Isn't he ridiculous?" He asked Starscream.
"Stop talking to him." Breakdown shoved Knock Out's face into the berth top.
Knock Out moaned something, but Starscream couldn't make it out. Breakdown just held down his mate's helm and wrists as he thrust into him hard, focusing on only pounding into his partner. Starscream flinched some, thinking about how he was hurt by an Autobot thrusting into him that hard… And holding him down.
He swallowed, trying to remind himself that Knock Out liked this. This was his mate, after all.
Breakdown only released Knock Out's helm when he was nearing overload. Knock Out jerked his helm up, giving his mate an annoyed glare before winking and smiling at Starscream.
"I'm alright." He managed to pant out to his friend when noticing how upset the Seeker looked. "Hah, I'm fine."
Starscream wrung his servos, his broken wings so low, whining softly.
Finally, Breakdown overloaded with a loud growl, clutching his mate's waist tightly. Knock Out groaned through his overload, kicking a ped as the surplus energy coursed through his frame. He looked up at the Seeker, panting but smiling.
"See? I'm fine." He reassured him.
"Focus should be on me." Breakdown grunted as he pulled out.
"Kind of impossible for me not to focus on you." Knock Out grumbled, remaining in position as he propped himself up by his elbows. He turned back to Starscream. "How are you feeling?"
Starscream could only bite his lower lip plate, still wringing his servos. He whined loudly.
"I'll be with you in a moment, promise. The big guy isn't done yet."
"No, I'm not." Breakdown grunted, taking a moment to pace around the room to cool off his systems.
"He's a very needy individual." Knock Out apprised the Seeker with a nod.
Breakdown gave the jet an annoyed glare before walking back over to his mate and placing a servo on Knock Out's back. The speedster grasped the berth top and yelped as his aft received several more very hard slaps.
"Why are you being mean?!" Knock Out whined as his hips were grasped and readjusted.
"Because I love you." Breakdown smiled, hardening once more.
"Ha! You only love my body."
"I certainly do love that." He reentered his mate, held onto the speedster's hips, and began to thrust.
Knock Out moaned, grasping the berth top still. He managed to give Starscream a reassuring smile before Breakdown leaned over and began to kiss him on the lip plates.
Starscream hugged a pillow as he waited for them to finish up, his spark still pulsating faster than normal.
The couple finally overloaded a second time, and Breakdown pulled out. The truck walked into the washroom and Knock Out stood up.
"See?" Knock Out smiled. "He's done and I'm okay, you're okay, and the berth isn't broken!"
Starscream whined.
"One astrosecond." Knock Out gestured for him to be patient.
Breakdown walked back out of the washroom with a towel and without hesitation cleaned Knock Out's crotch before turning to his own. Knock Out closed his plates, trotted over to the Seeker, and sat beside him. Starscream quickly released the pillow and hugged his friend, finding extra comfort with how warm the speedster was.
"You okay?" Knock Out gently asked.
Starscream slowly nodded, not letting him go.
"Ready for recharge?"
Starscream nodded again.
"Good, because I'm ready for snuggles." Knock Out lifted Starscream's chin so he looked at him.
Starscream swallowed when Breakdown walked by to turn off the lights. Knock Out pulled the Seeker to lie beside him on the berth, which he did. Breakdown got on behind Knock Out, wrapping his strong arms around his Conjunx Endura. Knock Out nuzzled his olfactory sensor against Starscream's.
"Night, Stars."
Starscream hesitated before whispering. "Night, Knock Out."
Knock Out smiled before shutting down for recharge.
Starscream swallowed, noticing Breakdown giving him another look before he shut down for the night.
Starscream onlined the next morning to Breakdown kissing Knock Out on his faceplates. The doctor slowly onlined, muttering something about being onlined on his orbital cycle off.
"Mmm, I love you." Breakdown purred, kissing his mate on the neck as his servo lowered to rub over Knock Out's thigh.
"I'm sure you do." Knock Out sleepily muttered, his optics still offline.
"The mechlings are still recharging."
"That's nice." Knock Out said in the same vocalizer, still not onlining his optics.
"You're so beautiful."
"I know."
Breakdown just went for it. "Can we frag?"
"We fragged last night…"
"But I wanna go again…" Breakdown whined.
Knock Out finally onlined his optics, giving Starscream a look that said, "why are mechs like this?" The speedster vented loudly as he rolled onto his back.
"Fine, yes, whatever. Don't be rough."
"Yes!" Breakdown excitedly got over his mate.
Knock Out looked at Starscream, slowly shaking his helm as he rolled his optics. He turned back to face Breakdown, watching as the truck placed his mate's legs over his hips. It didn't take long for Breakdown to begin to pleasure his mate on the codpiece and the rest of his torso. Knock Out softly moaned, his engine purring.
The truck soon entered his mate and began to thrust. Starscream scooted away, not wanting to be so close now since the blue brute was making the berth shake. Knock Out looked over at the Seeker, offering him a comforting smile before Breakdown leaned over and began to smolder him with kisses.
Breakdown kept kissing Knock Out all over the faceplates and lip plates, pleasing his mate's torso, and whispering such sappy things it made Starscream want to vomit. Finally, after forever, the two opened their chestplates, exposing their sparks to each other. Breakdown kissed his mate passionately on the lip plates just before they finally overloaded, sparkbonding painfully.
Knock Out yelped, quickly covering his mouth with both servos, not wanting to online any little ones. Breakdown growled through his overload, then panted over his mate, smirking.
"I love you so much." He said so passionately between loud exhales.
Knock Out smiled up at him. "I love you, too, Breakdown."
Breakdown kissed Knock Out once more before pulling out and getting off the berth. Knock Out closed his plates, then rolled onto his side to face Starscream.
"How are you?"
Starscream glanced to make sure Breakdown was completely inside of the washroom before quietly speaking. "I'm okay…"
"Come here." Knock Out gestured him over.
Starscream scooted back over into Knock Out's embrace and snuggled into the warm chassis. Of how awkward it was to be present when they interfaced, Starscream did really like how warm Knock Out became. It was so cozy!
Breakdown walked out of the washroom humming, in a good mood now since he had gotten what he wanted from his partner. He opened the door and walked out, leaving the Seeker alone with his friend.
Knock Out had managed to fall back into recharge. It was his orbital cycle off and he was going to catch up on his recharge! Starscream offlined his optics, wanting some more recharge, too.
They only got a couple of more joors of recharge in before they were onlined by Dead End and his two friends climbing into berth with them. Starscream flicked his broken wings as he was pushed aside by these tiny beings, and his position stolen.
"Hey, sweeties." Knock Out smiled, letting the three sparklings snuggle on top of him.
"Carrier, can we have cake?" Dead End inquired.
"It's almost 10:00 in the morning…"
"Sire has cake earlier all the time."
"Of course, he does…" Knock Out grunted. "I guess since your friends are over you can have cake."
"Yay!" A chorus of three little voices rang out.
"But you have to tell me I'm the best carrier ever and you love me." He smirked.
"You're the best carrier ever and I love you!" Dead End proclaimed as he hugged his carrier.
"I love you, too!" The other mechling exclaimed.
"You're da best carrier ever!" The femmling piped up, also hugging him.
"Damn right." Knock Out hugged them back.
"Carrier!" Wildbreak leaned into the room, holding onto the door frame to keep from falling.
"Yes, my eldest?" Knock Out turned to him.
"Sire told me to tell you that Uncle Grit is here, and he brought cake! And to not tell you that he already has eaten half of it and that he was going to blame it being all eaten on us."
"Thank you for apprising me, my good creation. I shall be down shortly."
Starscream swallowed, feeling his hydraulics tense at the mere mention of Grit. He was the reason he had been put in that prison!
Knock Out managed to get the youngest sparklings off him before he climbed off the berth. Starscream quickly got up and grabbed Knock Out's servo, not wanting to be alone. He was alone with Grit when the incident happened, after all.
"Little brother."
Starscream startled, hiding behind Knock Out as they stepped off the stairs.
"Big brother." Knock Out calmly replied.
Grit smirked, holding his arms out. "You look like you could use a hug from whatever bad interface that doofus gave you."
"Not in front of the sparklings." Knock Out chastised before making Starscream let go of him so he could hug his brother. "And that doofus is good." He whispered.
Grit chuckled, giving his brother a hard squeeze. "Mmm! I think you've gained weight!"
"Don't." Knock Out jabbed a digit at him.
"Don't what? Comment that my bro who had sparklings is bigger than he used to be?" He poked Knock Out's abdomen.
"I did not gain weight."
"Mhmm. Your carrier bod says otherwise." He laughed, ignoring the glare from the red speedster. "When you have your next sparkling, you're going to end up looking like that fatty!" He pointed at Breakdown who was eating cake with the sparklings.
"I'd still look better than you." Knock Out grunted, walking by his brother.
"Whoa! Someone definitely didn't get good morning interface! Breakdown, step up your game! My brother deserves better!"
"Stop." Knock Out snapped. "There are sparklings present."
Grit raised his servos peacefully. "My bad. Rated G in this house until the sun sets." His smile then evilly grew as his optics turned to Starscream. "Hey, sweet thighs. Missed me?"
Starscream didn't look at him as he quickly walked by, grabbing Knock Out's servo again. He swallowed when he heard Grit laughing after him.
"I heard some slag went down in the slammer! Something about you being slammed more ways than one! Ha!" He laughed as he dry humped the air a couple of times to get his point across.
"I'm about to have my mate throw you out the door." Knock Out growled.
"Alright, alright, I'll take it a step back. Sparklings in the house, little, sparkling bro is in a mood, and the big boi is giving me his cranky sire looks. Do I annoy you that much, bro-in-law?"
"Yes." Breakdown grunted, not even looking at him as he assisted his mate with getting energon.
Grit laughed. "I am so glad Knockers joined you. The disdain you have for our family! So rebellious he had to mate with you to keep up that streak."
"Did you take something?" Knock Out grumbled before sipping his energon.
"Such as?"
"You know what I mean."
"Oh, right, course you do. You're the user of the family." Grit made a motion like he was injecting a needle in his arm, and then a motion like he snorted something. He laughed again, not caring how Knock Out gave him a hurtful look. "I don't do what you do, Knockers. I'm smart."
"You took something."
"Did not."
Knock Out vented a sigh. "Sparklings, take your energon up to your rooms."
"I'm finished with mine!" Dead End exclaimed, handing his carrier his empty plate.
"Thank you, my love." Knock Out took the proffered plate.
"Come on, guys, let's go upstairs!" Fracture said excitedly to the younger sparklings, trying to help his adopted carrier.
"Carry me!" The other little mechling demanded.
"I got you." The older brother of that mechling said before picking him up.
Knock Out waited until the sparklings were up the stairs before approaching Grit. "I don't want you around my sons if you've been using." He growled, his face in his brother's.
"I haven't! Why you so judgmental?"
"Which one of your whores were you with last night?"
"Wow, rude. Calling them whores. Talk about the piston calling the hydraulic metal." He laughed again. "Cause, you know, you're a whore yourself!"
"Was it that femme? The speedster with five mechs in her berth? The jet with the criminal record?"
"No, it wasn't Lightspeed or Turbulence. I was with Fasttrack. Remember him? He was one of the guys who fragged you with Crusher. Just talkin' about the good ol' orbital cycles when all we had to worry about was who we were taking home and if you would actually do time without precious sire bailing out his favorite!" He giggled.
"I don't want to know. Stay away from the mechlings until you're sober." Knock Out jabbed a claw at him before returning to his energon.
Grit just laughed. "I am sober! We just talked! Maybe did some you-know-what!" He made a circle with one servo as the other servo poked a digit in and out. "Had whatever he had!"
"He spiked your drink?"
"Spiked?" Grit guffawed. "That might have been tastier!" He laughed some more.
"Make sure he doesn't go upstairs." Knock Out grunted to his mate. "I don't think he'll do anything other than talk slag I don't want them to hear…"
"I'll make sure he stays downstairs." Breakdown nodded.
"Y'all acting like I did some crime! Primus, tough crowd." Grit grumbled as he sat on the back of the couch, then fell back onto the seat of it so he was upside down.
"Finish your energon." Knock Out said gently to Starscream who was still holding his unfinished glass. "I've never seen him violent when under the influence, he's just extra stupid. You're fine."
Starscream slowly nodded, sipping his energon, but staying close to the red speedster.
"Want me to just kick him out?" Breakdown grunted.
"He's distracted by cartoons… I think he'll be fine so long as he stays downstairs."
"Ha! He has a big head." Grit laughed, watching a cartoon on the TV while still upside down. "Knockers! He looks like you!" He laughed some more.
Knock Out rolled his optics. "Come on, Stars." He grabbed Starscream and dragged him outside onto the back deck. He sat on the bench, making Starscream sit beside him. "Finish your energon." He said it like such a carrier.
Starscream slowly drank his energon, trying to stay calm knowing Grit was in the other room. Knock Out finished his energon, then hugged Starscream.
Starscream slowly finished off his energon, listening to Knock Out tell him about his plans for the backyard, when the doctor's communicator went off.
"Knock Out." He answered. He paused before venting a sigh. "I'm on my way." He hung up before standing. "I'm sorry, Stars, there's an emergency. I need to go to work. Stay in your room until I get back! Bye!"
Before the Seeker could say anything, or react in any way, the speedster ran back inside, out the front door, and sped away in his alt mode. The jet swallowed, feeling so vulnerable all of a sudden. He drooped his wings, slowly getting up to do as Knock Out had told him to do.
He cautiously entered the house, watching as Breakdown walked by and went up the stairs. He carefully made his way to his room and closed the door. He sat on the berth, feeling a little safer that he had made it this far. Knock Out would be home in a few joors. He could do this! Yeah… He could do this.
It was a couple of breems later when his door was opened. His wings lowered and his spark began to pulsate faster.
"You avoiding me, precious?" Grit chuckled as he walked in. "I'm kinda hurt by the rejection!"
Starscream scooted back on his berth, trembling now. He whined, opening his mouth to scream for help, but nothing would come out. He could only whine louder.
"What's your problem?" The speedster approached the jet. "They do a number on you in prison? Because you look like slag." He laughed.
Starscream only whined. He didn't want to go back to that hell hole because of this grounder! He couldn't harm him or do anything because Prime would make him go back!
"Are you all weird because you missed me? Is that it? Spikes in the slammer not good like mine?" He laughed again, now standing by the berth. "Do you regret saying no? See? Fragging me is always the better option!" He laughed again.
The Seeker didn't react.
"What is your problem? Come on, Screamer, I know you missed me. Can't be all pissed at me forever!" He paused to see if Starscream would speak, but he didn't. "Want to frag? Would that make you happy? You need a real mech inside of you?" He laughed.
Starscream swallowed.
"It's just you and me." He walked over to the door and closed it. "The fatty is busy with the sparklings, and little bro is off at work. They won't get mad if we have some fun!" He chuckled.
Starscream began to tremble more.
Grit trotted back over and circled around the berth to be beside the Seeker. Starscream started to scoot away but the speedster grabbed him.
"Hey, calm down! I'm not gonna hurt you." He said it casually, pulling the Seeker closer. "Come on, we used to do this all the time! You, me, and a hell lot of fun!" He laughed. "Hey, calm down, sweet thighs. Why you acting like you've never seen me before?"
Starscream whined again, weakly pulling against Grit's grip.
"If you don't want me just say it." He paused, but Starscream could only whine. "You want me?"
Starscream whined louder, coolant pooling in his optics.
"You crying because you missed me? What's going on with you? Why you bottoms all so incapable of proper communication?" He released Starscream's wrists to place his servos on his hips. "Well? What do you want, Seeker?" He said it harsher, annoyed that the flier wouldn't just speak.
Starscream trembled, not wanting to anger Grit or cause him to do something that would get him thrown in prison again. He didn't know what to do! Did he run away? Did he shove Grit away? Breakdown hated him and wouldn't help… He wanted Knock Out!
Grit hesitated, then touched the Seeker's chestplates. He expected to be pushed away, but Starscream froze. The speedster smirked. If they didn't push him away, then that meant they were interested! He placed his other servo on Starscream's thigh, but the Seeker still didn't take action.
"You do want a frag? Okay, wait." Grit then trotted over to the door, closed it, and then returned. "I knew you'd come around. Missing me that much, eh?" He laughed. "No, no, I got it. Relax. Just like before. I remember what you like, sweet thing." He giggled, pulling Starscream over to him and positioning the Seeker.
Starscream whined, his spark pulsating faster, his servos clutched over his chestplates, trying not to touch the speedster. If he touched him that would be assault and he'd be send back to prison!
"I got ya." Grit soothingly spoke, making sure the Seeker was comfortable, just the way he knew Starscream liked to be. He then began to rub over Starscream's codpiece. "Trembling from excitement? Yeah, me too." He laughed.
Starscream swallowed, looking away. It would be over soon. Grit had never hurt him during interface. This wouldn't be like what those Autobots had done. He didn't want it, but he would survive it.
Grit laughed when he got Starscream's codpiece open. He then opened his own and began to stroke his spike. He smirked at Starscream, then penetrated the Seeker. Starscream whined louder, but I was drowned out by Grit's giggling.
"I got you, beautiful." Grit laughed again, beginning to thrust.
Starscream turned his face away, servos still clutched over his chestplates, wishing he was with Knock Out. Why couldn't he just be like he used to be? Why was his processor being like this?! He used to fight back against Megatron! Why was he so scared of this grounder? What was happening?!
He felt coolant pooling in his optics as he softly moaned, his frame heating up. He wanted to call Knock Out and beg him for help. He needed him to save him…
"The hell are you doing?"
Grit looked up to see Breakdown standing in the doorway holding the door open. "Uh, fragging." The speedster laughed.
Breakdown glared at him, approaching, his pedfalls somehow louder and more ominous than usual. "I doubt Starscream is interested. Get off him." He snapped.
"He didn't say he didn't want it!"
Breakdown looked at Starscream. "Do you want him gone?"
Starscream somehow managed to quickly nod at the truck, the coolant beginning to leak out heavier now.
Without another word, Breakdown simply grabbed Grit by the neck, yanked him away as if he weighed nothing, and easily dragged the kicking speedster out of the room.
Starscream quickly sat up, closing his plates. He was trembling harder now, his intakes so heavy he was almost hyperventilating. He perked his broken wings when he heard Breakdown throw Grit out the door, then slam it closed, locking it. The pedfalls of the truck soon approached, and the blue grounder walked back into the room.
"I knew something was up when he was too quiet." He grunted. "Are you hurt?"
Starscream couldn't look at him, so ashamed of himself. Why couldn't he fight back?! Why was he so pathetic?!
"At least tell Knock Out when he gets back so he can look at you." And with that, the grounder walked out of the room.
Starscream watched him leave, suddenly becoming overwhelmed with emotions. He broke down crying as he hugged himself.
It was a few joors later when Knock Out did arrive home.
"Ugh, so much drama!" He groaned as he approached his mate who was preparing dinner for the sparklings.
"Oh? Do tell." Breakdown set aside the energon to hug his Conjunx Endura.
Knock Out purred his engine as he hugged his mate, then groaned again. "Yussss…. Like, people wanted to be a problem! I'm there trying to stop leaking while-Oh, hi." He was interrupted by Starscream suddenly grabbing him and hugging him tightly, his entire body trembling. "What's wrong, Stars? Calm down, love, I'm home. I know, you missed me." He hugged the Seeker, stroking his backplates to comfort him.
Starscream began to softly cry, clutching the doctor so tightly. Knock Out gave his mate a confused look.
"What happened? Was I gone that long? Did you have a panic attack?" The speedster asked the Seeker.
Starscream couldn't get himself to speak.
Knock Out looked up at Breakdown. "What happened?"
Breakdown made a face as he turned back to the energon. "I can't say because you would argue."
"Why?"
"Grit."
"What happened?"
"Will you listen or are you going to claim I'm 'making stuff up" again about your family?"
"When have I ever said that?"
"All the time." Breakdown grunted, obviously done with his mate's drama.
"I do not! I trust you! What happened?"
"Grit was being too happy around Starscream."
"Flirting?"
"Past that. Way past the flirting stage. In fact, past the engex and dine stage, the kissing stage, the meet my creators stage."
"…..Interface….?"
"Entire micro spike out… And hidng in our former commander. Not that it's big enough to even spot with the naked optic…."
Knock Out glared at his mate. "You're slagging me."
"See? You don't believe me." Breakdown shrugged, still working on the energon for all the sparklings.
Knock Out pushed Starscream away enough to look him in the face. "Did Grit do that?"
Starscream didn't look at him.
Knock Out lowered his vocalizer. "Did Grit penetrate you? I'm not mad. I'm just asking." He paused. "You don't have to say it. If he did…" He took Starscream's servo in his and lowered it so Starscream wouldn't see it. "Squeeze my servo."
Starscream hesitated, then finally gave Knock Out's servo a squeeze.
"Did he force himself on you?"
Starscream didn't know about that. He just didn't tell Grit no, so… Was it forced?
"I walked in on them and asked Starscream if he wanted Grit off him. He nodded, and I removed Grit." Breakdown added, finishing up with the energon.
"Is that true? Did you not want him on you?" Knock Out gently asked the Seeker.
Starscream squeezed his servo.
"I'll handle this. Don't worry, Stars. What do you need from me?"
Starscream just hugged him tightly, still trembling.
"Is Grit finally banned?" Breakdown smiled hopefully.
Knock Out looked at him like he was about to punch him. Breakdown quickly turned away.
"Come here." Knock Out pushed Starscream off him before grabbing his servo and walking away. He led the Seeker into his room and closed the door. "Sit down."
Starscream sat on the berth beside his friend, holding him closely. He watched as Knock Out unsubspaced his communicator and made a call. It was soon answered. "Hey, carrier! It's your youngest."
"Hey, sweetspark," Pulchra greeted so cheerily, the call on speaker so Starscream could hear. "How is everything over there?"
"Well, it would be good, but… I'm calling you for a reason."
"What's wrong? Are my grandsparklings alright? Do I need to come over?"
"No, it's not the mechlings. They are perfect as usual and doing well. It's your eldest."
"What did Grit do this time?" She said it in such a tired tone.
"So… I was called to work due to an emergency. I was gone a few joors, only just now got back. Before I left Grit had showed up and he… Was off. I think he was under the influence of something… Circuit boosters… He wasn't acting inebriated, nor like he had anything hard. Just… Something to take the edge off… Apparently…. Well, he did… He took advantage of Starscream and interfaced him. Breakdown said he found them and Starscream wanted Grit to stop, so he had to physically remove Grit. Starscream is even more upset now than he has been since leaving prison. I'm trying to get him better and Grit just…" He threw a servo in the air. "I-I'm going to repurpose Grit into a scooter…! I-"
"Don't repurpose your brother, that's my job." She said sternly. "He was under the influence?"
"I'm positive. I didn't check him because he would just glitch… I-I don't know if he was and that's why he took advantage of Stars, or if he just is a slagging idiot and knew he was taking advantage of someone who is too traumatized to even speak!"
"Your brother is promiscuous… He does it with anyone."
"He took advantage of someone who isn't in a good state of mind right now! Carrier, Grit didn't just do it with someone… He took advantage of Starscream."
"What do you want me to do?"
"I-I'm going to hit him, so you either stop me or-"
"How about we add him to this call, you two yell at each other, and I keep the peace. Sound good?"
Knock Out vented a sigh as he thought. "Fine, add him."
Starscream hugged Knock Out tightly, not wanting to hear Grit's vocalizer. Knock Out stroked Starscream's thigh to comfort him.
"What is it, carrier?" Grit's vocalizer sounded after a moment, sounding not pleased at all.
"My eldest, your brother has apprised me that you took circuit boosters…?" Pulchra spoke.
"That sniveling little snitch…! I did no such thing! Why are you always taking his side?! Why is that brat telling you this?!"
"The 'brat' is on the line, too, glitch." Knock Out grumbled.
"Go to hell."
"Hey!" Pulchra snapped. "Do not speak to each other like that."
"Why is he telling you this slag? What is his malfunction? Are you all pissed you haven't fragged a real mech since joining that loser? Taking your frustrations out on me?"
Knock Out glared at nothing, trying to remain calm. "He's the realest mech currently residing on Cybertron. You're the one jealous I found the most amazing person to ever be born and am treated right by him, while you're stuck with circuited up addicts whoring themselves for their next shot."
"Speaking from experience, aren't you, little brother?"
"My past is in the past. You've never changed."
"Oh, superior than thou, eh? You're all better than me because you got clean and only frag one mech?"
"That's exactly it. I fixed my life, I have the most amazing mate ever who would die for me, and I have the most beautiful sons with that mech. Meanwhile you… You're so pathetic and miserable you take advantage of a traumatized Seeker to bust one out." Knock Out said the last sentence with so much vitriol, his engine growling.
Grit was silent a moment before giggling. "This is why you snitched? Because I tried having consensual interface with your third wheel? Which, since we're all being honest now… Carrier, did you know Knockers was fragging the Seeker?"
"What?" Pulchra's shocked vocalizer sounded.
"I am not!" Knock Out shouted.
Grit laughed louder, feeling victorious. "I caught them all snuggling, and touching, and kissing! They are doing it! There's polygamy happening in that house your grandsons reside in, carrier dearest."
"Knock Out, you are having an affair with that creature?!" Pulchra exclaimed.
"I'm not having an affair!"
"So, you are all doing it together?! You are a mated mech! You only are to be with Breakdown, even if he's a truck!"
"Oh my gosh…." Knock Out rolled his optics so hard he saw the back of his own brain module. "We are talking about Grit doing circuit boosters and taking advantage of Starscream...!"
"Yes, and we are also discussing this serious accusation!" Pulchra said it like she stomped her ped down.
"Carrier, I have never fragged Starscream. I am only with Breakdown."
"Yeah, and all the mechs you were fragging before you mated." Grit giggled.
Knock Out's optics widened.
"Pardon?" Opulentus' vocalizer now sounded, obviously on speaker.
Grit's laugher was almost guffawing. "Oh, mech! Forget about my sins! I have so many stories about Knocker's sins! Hear that, sparkling bro? You snitch on me, I'll snitch on you!" He continued laughing.
"What other mechs?" Their sire demanded.
"Don't want to spoil all of them, sire dearest, but you wanna hear about the one who took Knock Out's V card?"
"Grit, shut up!" Knock Out shouted.
"Knock Out was still in high school when he lost his virginity! And he did it more than once!" Grit laughed like a maniac, flying off his victory.
"WHAT THE FRAG?!" Both creators screamed.
Knock Out hung up. The communicator began to ring, but he silenced it. He swallowed, taking a moment to rein in his emotions. Starscream watched him closely, hearing the cooling fans powering on inside of the speedster. Knock Out looked at his communicator when he received a text from his brother.
It read, "You snitch on me, I will snitch on you. Tonight, they learn about Tapout. Do it again and they will learn about the others, the circuit boosters, the pornos, almost being kicked out of med school, everything. I will always have something new to tell them. Suck my spike, brat!"
It was then followed by a very obscene image including Grit's spike next to his servo making a vulgar gesture.
Knock Out subspaced the communicator, gently pushed Starscream off him, and got off the berth. The Seeker watched him open the door and exit the room. He got up and quickly followed, standing in the doorway.
Knock Out walked to the energon room, opened a cabinet, grabbed a couple of the less expensive glasses, and walked back around the island. He inhaled very deeply, optics offlining for a moment, before suddenly throwing the glasses as hard as he could against the wall, shattering them.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Starscream jumped back when the horrible, high-pitched shriek erupted viciously from the small mech's vocalizer like some demon from hell. He had heard it over the communicator once before, but to experience it from close range was something else.
As he was screaming, Knock Out stomped to the wall he had thrown the glasses against and punched it. Then, still while screaming, threw several of the chairs that were by the dining table. Still screaming, he stomped to the couch, grabbed one of the decorative pillows, and ripped it in half before throwing the two halves in either direction. Still, while screaming, he grabbed a picture from the wall, that had him and Grit together, and threw it to the ground, shattering the glass. He began to stomp on it, breaking the frame.
Breakdown had managed to approach his furious mate from behind, and securely grab him by the shoulders. Many pairs of little optics were watching from the stairs, not sure what was happening.
"Knock Out! Hey, what's wrong? Why are you shrieking?" Breakdown asked as he turned Knock Out around to face him.
"I'M MURDERING MY BROTHER!"
"Finally…" Breakdown said with such relief, as if he was about to give thanks. "I mean, no! Bad, Knock Out! You can't murder people. It's against the law."
"HE TOLD SIRE AND CARRIER ABOUT TAPOUT AND ME LOSING MY VIRGINITY IN HIGHSCHOOL! ALL BECAUSE I TOLD CARRIER WHAT HE DID TO STARSCREAM! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Breakdown looked back at all the sparklings, still holding his mate's shoulders. "And, that sparklings, is why you don't have too many sweets! Gets you a little riled up!" Breakdown dryly chuckled.
"Is carrier okay…?" Wildbreak asked worriedly.
"Oh, he's fine!" Breakdown gave a dismissive wave. "Go back to doing your games. Remember, you all have school tomorrow! Need you nice and fresh for when your creators pick you up!" He turned back to Knock Out, his smiling vanishing. "You need to calm down." He said sternly. "You're scaring the sparklings."
"Let me go so I can murder!" Knock Out struggled against his mate.
"That is not what you should say if you ever want me to let you go…" Breakdown grunted. "How about we take a moment to calm down. Relax, focus on your cycling." He had to move his servos to holding Knock Out's wrists as the speedster began to struggle harder. "Peaceful, tranquil thoughts." He inhaled deeply before exhaling slowly. "Ahhh… Relaxing. Do it with me."
"No!"
"Think of rainbows, and puppies, and our sparklings… A spa orbital cycle."
"I want murder!"
"Don't make me have to tie you to the berth…" His optics then widened. "No, no, make me have to do that. And make me have to punish you."
"Why are you like this?! Just let me go!" Knock Out kicked at him.
Breakdown sighed before easily hoisting the speedster up and over a shoulder, like a sack of scrap metal. Knock Out punched Breakdown on the backplates, but he wasn't going anywhere.
"Step aside, little ones. Nothing to see here." Breakdown gestured them out of the way as he scaled the stairs.
Starscream swallowed, then quickly ran after the truck. He passed the sparklings and followed Breakdown into his room. Breakdown closed the door behind him, grabbed something from the closet, then deposited his mate onto the berth. Before Knock Out could get away, he caught his mate's wrist and held it as his other servo went to work securing a chain to the berth post. He then clamped the cuff on the other end onto Knock Out's wrist, securing him to the berth.
"I'll free you when you calm down… Or leave it if you want to roleplay." Breakdown chuckled before walking out of the room and closing the door, knowing he wouldn't get much out of his mate until he had gotten it out of his system.
Knock Out pulled at the chain, then loudly growled his engine. "Slagging mate…! Ugh!" He crossed his arms, then glared at Starscream. "What?"
Starscream swallowed, his broken wings low. He didn't want Knock Out to be mad at him…
Knock Out vented a sigh as he rubbed over his faceplates. "I'm not mad at you… I'm mad at Grit, and at my creators… And myself…"
Starscream was silent for a moment before quietly speaking. "Why are you mad at yourself…?"
Knock Out didn't look at him, rubbing his faceplates some before he paused, a servo over his mouth. He didn't speak as the emotions clearly began to flood him now since the rage was dissipating. Coolant pooled in his optics as he removed the servo to gesture at nothing.
"Because you came to me for protection, and I screwed that up yet again! I can't seem to protect you from anyone! Not from Megatron, yourself, Autobots, not even my own idiot brother! You should be safe in my own home…. And you aren't…"
Starscream swallowed. "It's not your fault… I… I messed up."
"No, you didn't. Not this time. I should have kicked him out the moment I realized he was under the influence… He's never been violent before… Not to family…"
Starscream paused. "He… Wasn't violent… I didn't communicate…."
"No, he knows better. Don't you dare defend him for actions he knows he did." He rubbed over his faceplates more. "I-I can't stand him sometimes but he's my brother… I can't kick him out of my life… He's done so much for me…. But when he's like this…. Dealing with Autobots and taking them to court for what they did to you is easy… Dealing with my family is not. I don't know what to do."
Starscream sat beside him. "You don't have to do anything right now…"
"What do I do now, then?" Knock Out looked at him.
Starscream perked his broken wings. "Hug me…?"
Knock Out wiped at his optics before nodding and hugging the Seeker. Starscream hugged him back, feeling so safe with him.
Breakdown returned after a breem, closing the door behind him.
"You better now?"
Knock Out nodded as he was still sitting beside the Seeker. "Yeah… I've calmed down… Some."
Breakdown approached and unlocked the shackle, releasing his mate. "Want to talk about it?"
Knock Out nodded, holding his arms out for a hug. Breakdown had to shove Starscream away so he could hug his mate. He then sat beside the speedster on the opposite side.
"What happened?"
"I called carrier to tell her what Grit did to Starscream. I was hoping she would help because… She's our carrier. And she put Grit on the line so we could all talk at once. Grit got super pissed when he heard I told carrier he was under the influence of something, and he went off claiming me and Starscream are fragging, then he told carrier and sire about Tapout and how I lost my virginity. Then carrier and sire turned on me instantly, all of Grit's sins forgotten, and they started yelling, so I hung up… And then Grit sent me this…" He unsubspaced his communicator and showed Breakdown the last message from Grit.
"He had the audacity to send you this knowing I frag you? Want me to show him what a real spike looks like?" Breakdown asked seriously.
Knock Out faintly smiled at that. "I love you, but I don't want to think about my brother's genitalia…"
"I'm thinking for you." Breakdown said as he casually opened his codpiece and used Knock Out's communicator to take a picture of it.
"Babe, I already have a lot of pics of your spike on there."
"You need more." Breakdown chuckled, beginning to type something.
"Don't be mean…"
"I'm being firm."
"Please, don't be mean…"
"He made you upset. I can't let that go." Breakdown finished his message and handed the communicator back to Knock Out.
Knock Out looked at the message, then rolled his optics. He held it up for Starscream to read. The Seeker perked his broken wings. The message said, "Grit, this is Breakdown, the Conjunx Endura of Knock Out. Don't know if you forgot about me, but if you're going to insult the mech I would kill for, at least have a real spike to show off with your immature message. This is what a real mech's package looks like. Any questions? And if you send another disgusting message to my mate I will smash your stupid face with my hammer until your head is as thick as sheet metal." It was then followed by the picture of Breakdown's spike.
"I love you."
"I know." Breakdown smirked.
"But this doesn't solve the problem. Grit hurt Starscream, and I can't just kick Grit out of my life."
"Sure, you can."
"He's my brother… He's done a lot for me. He helped me with school, and with Ripcoil, and my past addition… And he helps with the mechlings!"
"He's also has done a lot of bad things. Bullying you constantly, calling you names, hitting you, spat on you, used Starscream to hurt you, hurt Starscream, snitching on you to hurt you, calls me names to hurt you… I can go on."
"… He's my brother…."
"I know he is. But family can be toxic and bad. You have me and our mechlings." Breakdown stroked Knock Out's back to comfort him.
"I don't want to lose him…. But I can't trust him now…"
"Could we ever trust him? He's stolen from us before…"
"It was engex."
"He also stole Shanix before."
"He's good with the mechlings…"
"He is good. I'll admit to that. He does clearly care about them and Diesel. But the way he treats you and me, and Starscream... That's not good."
"I can't kick him out…. He's my brother…."
Breakdown leaned over and kissed Knock Out on the cheekplates. "We'll talk more about this later. You're too upset right now."
"I wish the slag would stop…"
"I do, too." Breakdown hugged his mate. "You work the morning, right?"
"Yes…"
"Then go to recharge. You need to be well rested." He said as he stood. "I'll join you when the sparklings are in berth."
"Okay… Night, Breakdown."
"Night, my love." He kissed Knock Out on the lip plates before turning off the light and walking out.
Knock Out lied down on the berth, heavily venting. "Sometimes I wonder if I'd be better off if my family died…"
Starscream crawled over and lied beside him, snuggling. Knock Out turned to his side and hugged the Seeker back.
"I'm sorry, Starscream… I'm trying really hard here…"
"I know…." Starscream whispered back.
Knock Out bit his lower lip plate, and gave the Seeker a loving squeeze, before shutting himself down for the night.
I know you all LOVE Grit more now. Taking advantage of Starscream, being an asshole to Knock Out... Isn't he great?
As I said before, Knock Out keeps his abusive family around because he's so stuck on the whole "but they're family" brainwashing that makes many stay with their toxic and abusive family members. It's an awful thing to believe. I kicked all of my family out of my life! It's freeing to not deal with them and just have my furbabies and friends. But, Knock Out hasn't been able to break free of that. He's like those people who go to Thanksgiving because "they're your family!" despite knowing he will be bullied, mocked, and his husband mistreated by everyone at the table.
If your family is abusive dump them. Don't keep them around because of blood. Family is the most abusive when they believe you can't leave them solely because of genetics. They will do worse to you because they think you will be stuck with them no matter what. Block them, remove them from your life. Because they WILL get worse.
Knock Out also is having a hard time accepting his own brother raped Starscream. It's not easy for him, or anyone, to accept their own sibling could do something so evil. Well, for me it's easy because my brothers always have been evil so when I learned about my younger brother molesting children I wasn't surprised... But for Knock Out this is hard to accept!
He really should listen to Breakdown.
But at least Knock Out and Starscream are friends again and are doing ALL the snuggling and loving each other. My friend wanted a lot of snuggling and them being all touchy. And Dead End is also snuggly. :P
And yay, another Regina George from "Mean Girls" scream!