Author's note. Written by me and the-writing-mew.
This chapter contains some descriptions of transformer reproduction, so be warned.
Piuthar means sister in gaelic.
Enjoy and please review.
Megatron was relaxing in his bath, the children relaxing against his chest. They were much larger than their former human bodies but there was still plenty of room. Every now and again, he would stroke their heads and there were no protests. Thankfully, they'd accepted him as their Sire and hopefully, would not mention their Earth creators because he didn't really want to have to think about them.
His processor was a little occupied, wondering how he would explain certain...aspects of his sons' bodies that they didn't know about. Like the fact that they could carry young, same as Femmes though not quite as easily. Most bots went for the opposite gender but not all and unlike human males, Mechs could carry. In fact, there were a few powerful Femmes out there who had harems of Mechs who would sometimes be required to...interface in front of their mistress. Well, it depended on the bot really; some Mechs required the same thing of their Femmes.
If his daughter got even a hint of this, she would demand that he reveal all and he had no intention of doing so until it was necessary for the boys to. Hopefully, once they were older.
"Dad?" Alexis suddenly said, making the boys grumble. "Are you sure you can't tell me more about transformer bodies."
Not bothering to open his optics, Megatron said.
"Didn't you say you wanted wings, my dears?"
"Wings?" she said in confusion as the others looked up.
"Yes, you told me earlier that you desired wings," Megatron said with a nod. "If you don't remember, it was while you were intoxicated but you may have them if you really desire."
"Really but...I'm not a Seeker?" she said with a frown.
"You can still get wings," he told her. "You might not be a proper Seeker but there are bots with car modes whose door wings become actual wings."
"Really? Will you give them to me?" her optics shined with the prospect. "When? I'd love to have them now!" she squeaked "Who will teach me to fly? Starscream?"
At that proposition, Megatron's optics on-lined. After all, said flier was still grounded...But if he gave her wings... Who could teach her to use them?
He didn't trust Thrust with his creations... Even less Cyclonus who might do- he really didn't wanted to think about what that lunatic mech could do or make them do... After all, he remembered the episode when he dared Carlos to eat a certain experiment with food...
...no... Cyclonus was out of the question.
That only left Tidalwave... Megatron frowned once again. That mech was not one of the smartest creation in the universe and only Primus knew what he was capable of doing with his sparklings... Or what his sparkling might do to him.
His frown deepened in annoyance at the realisation that hit him squarely on the face... He'd need to allow Starscream near his creations again... But just in order for Alexis to stop her questions, after all, the seeker seemed very reluctant on answering her questions on the reproductive matter... He might even glitch with one of her questions...
...that would be fun, he thought with a grin.
"Dad...?" Alexis poked at him and he looked down at her.
"Yes, my dear, I'll let Starscream teach you."
"Oh my god, thank you!" she hugged him by his neck and he chuckled.
"Uhhh... Dad? If you don't mind...We'd like to have our feet on ground... Maybe you can teach us how to use a gun..." Rad trailed off and Alexis rolled her optics.
"Boys and their guns..."
"Of course, that will be more productive," Megatron grinned as he caressed his helm.
"But only under close supervision," Megatron added sternly. "And you won't be allowed to keep those weapons unless I or Scavenger is teaching you. Understand?"
"Yeah," Rad and Carlos said with a nod as Alexis said. "What about me, will you teach me?"
"Mmm," Megatron considered teasingly as she scowled and said. "You can't exclude me just because I'm a girl. I need to defend myself too."
"Alright my dear, I shall," Megatron chuckled, patting her head. "Now, shall we go and get some Energon?"
The kids nodded, they were starting to get a bit hungry. A short while later, they were on Megatron's berth enjoying little cubes of Energon suitable for their age. Megatron had checked to make sure that none of his High Grade could be accessed by them; he still didn't understand how they'd gotten it in the first place. But no matter, the kids had promised not to drink anymore and at least know they knew what High Grade looked and smelled like now.
"When I can I get my wings?" Alexis asked eagerly, putting down her cube to ask.
"After we're finished," Megatron told her, wondering when the next Minicon would appear. He rather fancied another hunt; a good scrap with Prime was just what he needed. Perhaps Thrust had a better plan this time to defeat the Autobots.
Meanwhile...
Autobot base on Earth.
"So... The kids are... Fully Cybertronian sparklings?!"
On screen, Scavenger nodded as the Prime really didn't know how to react to such news.
"But... They were supposed to be Minicons! Not... Not...," the leader trailed off not knowing how to continue.
"And that is not the half of it," Scavenger tried to keep his voice neutral watching his old student lose his composure.
"What? There is more?!"
"He threatened them with reprogramming their processors if they didn't obey..."
"WHAT?! He wouldn't dare...!" Optimus barked before growling in rage.
"But luckily," Scavenger continued. "He didn't."
"He better..." Optimus threatened. He seemed to be ready to jump in the screen to go and rip off Megatron's glitched head. But what Scavenger told him next, he honestly wasn't waiting.
"Instead he got them drunk and himself with high grade and it seemed he opened up to them and vice versa."
Optimus' face, even covered, could be imagined with a hanging down jaw. Silence followed after that.
"I think things will be better now... For now... I'll keep you informed. Scavenger out."
Optimus Prime stood there in front of the blank screen for a while, until Red Alert came in.
"Sir? Are you alright?" He waved a hand in front of his catatonic leader's face.
"Hmm... This is not good."
Optimus blinked before sighing heavily, rubbing his face with one hand.
"Megatron got the kids drunk," he mumbled as Red Alert stared at him in astonishment.
"After turning them into fully Cybertronain Sparklings and threatening to reprogram them if they didn't accept him," Optimus added as the other Mech said.
"What? Megatron really did that?"
"He did," Optimus growled. "Thankfully, it appears he didn't go through with it. Scavenger says that he and the kids have even reached an understanding?"
Red Alert frowned.
"I can't see the kids accepting their situation," he stated. "I'd expect them to fight him with everything they've got."
"I believe they are," Optimus said slowly. "But perhaps not so openly if Megatron is ready to erase their memories. We can only hope they survive before we can do something about this."
"What can we do?" Red Alert questioned. "Can they ever go back to their old lives after this?"
"Maybe not," Optimus admitted. "But if they can become pretenders...then at least they can become human again. I believe that is what they'll want to do, so they can be with their parents again."
"Megatron will never allow it," Red Alert began as the Minicon alarm suddenly went off.
Optimus frowned; he needed a good battle with Megatron and a long talk about being a creator.
"Comw on, let's go!" Hotshot prepared the warp gate and all of them went in. Optimus didn't even cared that it was not him who gave the call as he punched his palm preparing himself to face the Decepticon leader and punch some things in his processor.
...
Megatron frowned at the minicon alarm; he wanted it but not so fast!
By the way...Who would be staying with his sparklings? That was another problem. He couldn't leave them with a minicon... No... A soldier must stay with them... But who?
"Frag it!" he cursed. He needed them all there! "Starscream!" he roared and the seeker jumped. "You will stay and keep an optic on my creations, but don't you dare do otherwise, understood?!"
"Yes sir!" the red flier answered firmly watching all the others walk to the warp gate before Thrust stopped by him.
"Finally a job you deserve, Screamer, a sparklingsitter..." and he walked away laughing darkly.
Starscream was feeling his anger had rising to the roof when a soft little hand touched him by the chest and the owner hugged him by the waist followed by other two individuals. His anger vanished and he smiled at them.
"Let him be, Star, that's all he has." Alexis reassured him.
"Yeah, I bet is a big, filthy mouth under that faceplate with rotten teeth," Carlos added.
"Ewwwww...!" the kids shivered at that and Starscream chuckled.
"Come on kids, Alexis, your... Sire... Told me you want wings?" she nodded eagerly. "Ok then, let's go." he took the three to his quarters.
...
Megatron and the others arrived at the place the minicon was supposed to be found. However, Prime and his team were there already.
"Megatron!" Optimus called.
"Prime, how nice to see you," Megatron said as he commed his men to tell them to start searching while he dealt with the Autobot leader.
"Cut the slag Megatron," Optimus growled making the Deception leader blink in surprise. The Autobot leader rarely swore or cursed, he must be really angry. "What did you do to the children?"
"Do?" Megatron questioned as his men spread out to search for the Minicon, although Wheeljack and Hotshot appeared to be aiming towards each other. Ah yes, that young Autobot had once been his soldier's mentor. No doubt it would be an interesting confrontation but he had more pressing issues to deal with. Namely a very fragged off Prime.
"I haven't done anything to them Prime. They are my children after all."
"Everytime I've seen them with you, they've been suffering," Optimus accused as they circled one another. "And by your past record, you've probably done something else to them."
"I have done nothing to them," Megatron snarled angrily as he continued closer to his nemesis. "In fact, they are now referring to me as 'dad' and told me that they loved me. Would unhappy children be saying things like that?"
"That depends," Optimus said as he lunged forward to grapple with the bulky Mech. "On what you threatened to do if they didn't."
"I don't know what you're talking about! They are my creations and have finally realised that!"
"You... You did something to them! The changing process must've been done by now! You probably reprogrammed them!" Optimus aimed a punch to Megatron's face.
"Frag you, Prime! They ARE MINE! I can do with them as I please!" he dodged another punch and aimed his own towards the middle of the other.
"You might have helped in their creation, but that doesn't mean they belong to you as if they were mere objects!"
Both leaders wrestled, punched and kicked as they cursed over a very different reason than the Minicons.
"Says who?!" Megatron roared tackling his rival to the dirt.
"Says everyone! Or did you belong to your sire, to do everything as he pleased even if you hated it?!" Optimus rolled the other Mech so now it was Megatron on the ground.
"You have no right to tell me what to do or how to raise my creations! Go and frag your femmes and once they've sparked, come and tell me how you do as a creator!"
Both leaders continued fighting over the same fact as Hotshot and Wheeljack stopped pointing at each other and watched the scene they got in front of themselves waiting for one of them to fall.
"What are we doing? Come on! Shoot the P-!" Thrust tried as Scavenger grabbed him by his collar.
"Don't you dare, soldier... Or do you want to kill your leader?!" then let go of him roughly, "Go and get the Minicon!"
The grey flier stood up and scrambled away to get the Minicon.
"Idiot," Scavenger grumbled as Red Alert and Smokescreen fought Demolisher and Cyclonus. The Autobots were desperately outnumbered, reinforcements had better arrive soon or they'd be overwhelmed.
"I may not have any children of my own Megatron but I've been more involved with younglings than you ever have been," Optimus now shot back. "And I watched out for those kids, even since we arrived on Earth."
"Well, you did a pretty poor job of it," sneered Megatron as they wrestled. "You allowed me to take them, they were my pets and you couldn't do a thing about it."
"They were better off as your pets than your children," Optimus growled, enraging his opponent and making him slam the Autobot leader into a tree as he attempted to beat the slag out of him.
"Optimus!" Hotshot yelped, trying to come to his aid but cut off by Wheeljack.
"Leave them be, your fight is with me," the former Autobot growled as Hotshot snarled. "Aww, get out of the way, he needs my help."
"I don't think so," Wheeljack sneered as he lunged at his old friend and they started fighting again.
"I am never going to let you near my children ever again," Megatron roared just as an engine suddenly roared overhead and a whoop was heard.
"Jetfire!" Optimus gasped in astonishment as Megatron growled in frustration. "Not that damn jet!"
"Optimus!" The space shuttle transformed and shot at the Decepticon leader's back.
"Jetfire! Powerlink!" The Prime shouted as he pushed Megatron away and jumped to the white shuttle.
"Oh, two can do the same! Tidalwave, powerlink!" Megatron roared and the two leaders, now fully transformed crashed against each other in the skies.
"You want to destroy them; I see why Primus forbid you from being a sire before!" Optimus continued.
"I don't want to destroy them! They are mine and I want them to recognise that!" Both leaders punched at each other completely forgetting that they possessed weapons.
"Oh really? Then ask yourself what would you do if you were in their place, separated from everything you know with a lunatic that claims to be your creator, punishes you because he considers you disobedient, starves you, forbids you to see your friends and family, beats you and finally forces you to change species in order to NEVER return to your former life and the ones you loved?!"
Megatron hovered there stunned. "Answer me, Megatron! Would you like that?"
Down below them, on the ground, the soldiers forgot to fight and were looking up at their leaders and the reason they fought.
"You don't deserve to be a sire...!" Optimus frowned and said darkly and both Autobots and Decepticons on the floor flinched at the very much unheard sound of the Prime's voice.
"You have no right to say that!" Megatron roared and was about to punch the other when...
"Megatron! I got the minicon!" Demolisher announced waving the dormant being in his hand.
"This is not over... Prime..." Threatening darkly, Megatron activated the warp gate and he disappeared closely followed by his men.
However, before Demolisher could escape, a shot to his hand prevented him from taking the Minicon and this one fell on the ground and the Decepticon soldier disappeared through the warp gate without the Minicon.
"Wow... Cool! We have the Minicon!" Hotshot beamed taking the dormant creature before a blue Mech with a face mask and a visor walked towards the group.
"Hey, thanks!" The yellow Mech waved his hand at the silent newcomer before another Mech tackled him to the ground with a big...
"Brother!"
"Sideswipe?...w-what are you doing here?"
"They came here to help us as a backup, without them we would have lost the Minicon," Smokescrean explained, coming over and helped him out. "Optimus?" He noticed his quiet leader looking at the heavens firmly.
Meanwhile...
Decepticon moon base...
"They are beautiful! Thank you, Starscream!" Alexis hugged the flier tightly wearing now a pair of wings on her back.
"Awesome!" Carlos said.
"Be careful with them, we don't want you to-" Rad started before a roar interrupted them.
They all jumped, turning in the direction of the roar.
"That sounds like Megatron," Alexis said worriedly as Starscream grimaced.
"It sounds like they didn't get the Minicon," the Seeker said grimly. "Kids, you better be prepared, Megatron isn't going to be in a good mood."
"Aww man, that guy's so bipolar," Carlos complained as they heard some more distant shouting, it sounded like Megatron was telling someone off. "He can never be relaxed; he's always blowing his top."
"Don't say that to him," Rad warned. "Remember, he's got really good hearing."
"That's right," Starscream said quietly. "And he'll likely come here as soon as he's stopped shouting; look pleased to see him when he does get here."
"Right," they said with a nod, they had to keep up the pretence that they accepted him as their dad.
Pretty soon, they heard stomping and Megatron came furiously into the Med Bay. Starscream took a few steps back; his leader could easily take offense if he was too close to the children.
"That damn interfering Prime," Megatron snarled. "How dare he lecture me on 'my' children when he has yet to spawn any!"
"Uh, rough day at work?" Carlos offered as Megatron's angry face turned towards them.
"Your precious Prime accused me of mistreating you," he snapped.
"Oh," Alexis said as Rad piped. "Well...Optimus hasn't seen us recently and the last time he did, things weren't great between us. He doesn't know we've um...worked things out."
Megatron's expression softened slightly and he took another step towards them. Reaching out to stroke their heads, he said.
"Yes, we have worked things out haven't we?"
They nodded, a little unsure of his mood. Megatron's expression darkened again.
"He claimed that I had ripped you away from those 'other' creators of yours, that you would hate me for it."
The kids looked at each other worried and Megatron's frown deepened.
"Look, dad, I have wings!" Alexis stepped forward to the leader and turned around for him to see her better, hoping that he would drop the subject; after all, they were not so sure that they could lie to him with that question.
Megatron kneeled in front of her and smiled. She smiled at him too. "Starscream is a total artist! Look at them!" She waved them at him.
"You don't hate me, right?" Touching her face softly, he asked the three of them.
"No," Rad said quietly.
"Nope," Carlos answered trying to look convincing.
"Of course not, blimey where would you get that idea?" Alexis smiled at him and hugged him around his neck. Starscream however lifted an optic ridge. The kids, that once upon a time never lied, were lying now... And they sounded very convincing. He continued watching as his leader hugged his 'daughter' back and off-lined his optics as he did so.
These were not the same kids he knew, acting and pretending to be something they were not in order to survive, pushing Megatron's buttons like every other intriguing being does. He sadly looked away thinking about what his leader turned them into, these once innocent creatures...
"Can I try them?" Alexis continued from Megatron's grasp.
"Of course you may," he said, gently stroking her new wings. "Although I don't want you to overdo it, they'll take some getting used to."
"Don't worry, I won't," she assured him before glancing at Starscream. "Is it alright if Starscream shows me how to get started?"
Megatron frowned, also glancing at Starscream but he had to concede and nod.
"Very well, but I'd like to watch this. Boys, you can watch with me and we'll practice with some basic blasters later."
"Okay," the two boys said, they were happy to watch. At least the Autobots had gotten the Minicons, they were relieved about that.
"I can really fly with these?" Alexis asked excitedly as Starscream nodded.
"You don't have thrusters," he told her. "But you do have anti-gravity anklets and bracelets, which will help stimulate flight. Once you're up, you'll be able to move about, mostly gliding as your too young for anything else. It will allow you more freedom of movement, once you learn how to hover in the air."
After glancing at Megatron, he gently lifted her up and held the young Femme high.
"Feel the anti-gravity kick in," he said as she clung to him. "See if you can balance yourself using your wings."
"Whoa," she yelped as she almost overbalanced but Starscream was still holding her so she didn't fall. She tried to move her body so that she'd be able to support herself and giggled as her wings seemed to also move.
"The wings move!" she giggled still trying to feel the way of controlling the anti gravity system.
He smiled at her. "Of course they do. You need to imagine them as another piece of you, like an arm or leg, just that these ones will help you to fly and stabilise you in air."
"Awesome!" she gasped.
"Now, the flying is not so easy, it requires practice and exercises, like when you learned to walk and talk."
Megatron frowned at the seeker knowingly and shot him a look of 'I'm looking at you' before addressing his boys. "Come on, Mhac, let's get some target practice," and walked away from them.
"Cool! Bye Alexis."
"See ya later..."
She just waved a hand at them and looked at her friend and now mentor. "How long it will take me to fly like you do?"
Starscream smiled at her before taking her by the waist and threw her up in the air. She screeched before he took her in his arms again and repeated the process over and over again until she stopped screaming.
"When you lose the fear of the air and the fall."
She panted, wishing more than ever to be on safe ground. "You... You... You..." she tried between panting sobs.
"This exercise is started with newborn sparklings seekers and aerials, so they will get used to the air, their element for life...Our element."
"Oh...okay," she said, still panting. "That was...scary."
"At first," he agreed. "But you get used to it and eventually will love it. Just remember that I'll be here to catch you, you don't need to worry about falling."
"I trust you," she assured him, even though she was still a bit shaky.
"You're not a newborn," he told her gently. "It's natural that you'd be a lot more scared, we're wired to love the sky and everything about it. But I believe that you can become just as good as any natural flier, you just need the right guidance."
She nodded; she did want to learn how to fly. She'd always loved watching birds flying; they seemed so free as they chirped about the place. They barely seemed to flap their wings, just glided over air currents, able to pull off amazing aerodynamic feats with similar little effort. If she could only do a quarter of the things they could, she'd be happy.
"Okay, what now?" she asked as he chuckled. He suddenly activated his thrusters and lifted them into the air until they were near a shelf. Carefully setting her on it, he moved away until he was a fair distance.
"I want you to jump over to me," he told her. "I'll catch you; it's a chance for you to feel the air as you soar."
"O- okay... Here I go..." She prepared herself as he landed few steps from her ready to catch her if she fell.
"Trust your systems, Alexis, they know what to do, all you need to do is telling them how much power you want fro-"
He was never allowed to finish as she jumped so fast that she crashed right onto his face, making him fall to the ground. With her fearfully grabbing his head for support once the impact finished and her anti gravity systems kicked in making her float uncontrollably.
"Eeeek! Starscream! HELP!" She cried kicking the air desperately and clawing the fallen seeker's head for dear life.
A little distance away, Megatron watched everything with a big grin before barking out a loud laugh in their direction. Cyclonus followed his example just as loud and Thrust let out a somehow girlish giggle.
"Starscream!" She cried for the unconscious seeker as she lost her grip and started floating to into space still kicking and bracing for dear life.
Megatron stopped laughing once he recognised the situation and frowned before freaking out feeling the beginnings of a spark attack freezing him in his spot for a second before...
"Tidalwave save little Princess." The giant Mech said with her safely in his arms and she looked up at him.
The Decepticon leader blinked asking himself how he knew, after all, he haven't introduced them to his Mechs, then run to her.
"Thank you..." She whimpered. "C- can you help Starscream?" she said quickly, watching how Megatron came fast towards them.
The giant nodded before passing her to his leader.
"Alexis!" Megatron hugged her tightly against his chest.
"It's alright my child, I've got you."
"Is he going to be okay?" she asked anxiously as she clung to Megatron's chest.
This made him chuckle and he said. "The only thing that will be hurt is his pride; you have nothing to worry about."
"If you're sure," she said doubtfully, watching as Tidalwave lifted Starscream up with ease and cradled him. Soon, the Seeker was stirring, groaning loudly as he looked around.
"Urgh, what hit me?"
"An over excited Sparkling," Megatron chuckled, really enjoying the situation as Alexis cried. "I'm really sorry Starscream, I went too fast."
"What...oh," he said, looking very embarrassed as Cyclonus cackled. "Hah, hah, she got you good, Starscream."
"Shut up," Starscream growled as Tidalwave set him back on his feet. "Well, for a first attempt that was..."
"Terrible, I know," Alexis groaned as the Seeker managed a small smile.
"I should have stood further back, you put a lot of power into that jump," he said, rubbing his head ruefully.
Megatron smirked thinking obviously with a lot of pride that his daughter will be a powerful warrior once she turned into a fully grown femme and hugged her against him tightly.
"You're feeling better?" She asked worried. "If you do...Then...Maybe... can we try it again?"
Starscream just looked at her, then at Megatron. "If your sire is okay with that." He was also feeling the beginnings of a headache, but will never admit that in front of his leader...Or anyone.
She looked up at Megatron. "Dad?" Optics shinning with hope and he smiled.
"If you promise me you will not kill my soldier," He chuckled watching her expression.
"DAD!" She screeched and he set her on the ground grinning, then looked at him with a frown and walked back to his sons.
"Starscream?" Alexis asked watching her mentor looking at Megatron.
"Okay... Let's continue..." He said snapping out of his thoughts and focused on her. "I wanna try something new, come on," he gestured her a little more away than before, before Cyclonus spoke again.
"Be careful, Screamer, we don't want you to lose your head to a little femling!" And cackled.
Both seeker and femling just looked at him in a poker face like way until the crazy helicopter quieted. "You're no fun!" he finally said once realised that he won't get a reaction from his victim and returned his attentions to his target practice.
"Star?" She said.
"Come on, I wanna try something new; here, give me your hands, I want you to activate your anti gravity system, it seems to be the one thing you have problems with... which is perfectly normal. Don't worry, I've got you."
"Okay," she said softly, giving him her hands and he gripped them firmly but gently.
"There we go," he encouraged and she managed to give him a smile.
"Now, I'm going to lift you up and you'll feel your anti gravity kicking in but don't panic. I'll be holding you and you can get used to the feel of floating. Once you're happy about it, we'll be able to move onto other things."
"Alright, I think I can manage that?" she said with a shy smile.
He nodded with his own smile before slowly raising her upwards. For a moment, she was hanging below his hands before her systems activated and she began to rise until her body was slightly angled above his hands. She giggled nervously but he kept his grip firm. He allowed her to float there until she was more relaxed and then slowly began to raise her up and down.
Alexis yelped slightly when he did this but because he wasn't letting go, relaxed and started to giggle with enjoyment. Starscream smiled again and said.
"Try letting go of one of my hands Alexis. Float with just one hand holding onto me."
"Oh...okay," she said, suddenly feeling nervous again.
"I'm doing it!" She laughed as she floated for the first time in control. "It's like swimming!"
Starscream chuckled, "I suppose," then let go of one of her hands and then the other and watched how she floated all by herself. "Look at you, Alexis, you're doing it! And without my help."
She was so focused in what she was doing that a little chuckle was all she could let out.
"Try to enjoy it, to feel it, remember, as a flier, the air, is your element."
"It's kind of hard..."
"I know... You just need some practice... And a better motivation..."
"What you mean?" She asked before he activated his own anti-gravity system and took her arms again, then ignited his thrusters and lifted both of them up in the air. "Oh! We're so... High!"
"Not so high," He replied. "Watch this as you hover."
He then let go of her again and floated before giving more power to his thrusters and flied and rolled around her.
...
Down them, Megatron observed with a frown. "He's showing himself to her," He muttered more to himself.
Scavenger heard and looked up leaving the boys to their practice. "Don't be jealous, Megatron, besides, he's not showing himself to her, he's showing her what flying means; that way she will learn faster."
Megatron didn't seem convinced by this. Then watched how he hovered in front of her for a moment before...
...sparks came from said seeker's head and he fell from the skies to land heavily on the ground again with his daughter's panicked cries calling the fallen seeker.
It was then when Megatron realised what happened and smirked. Just what he thought and how he thought it would happen. "Cyclonus! Go and help that seeker and my Iníon, enough flying lessons for now," He said watching his daughter hover down until her pedes touched the ground again and run to the seeker.
...
"And what happened this time?" Cyclonus addressed the little femling once he reached the two.
"I don't know! I swear! I just asked him a question! I didn't know he-" Alexis tried but the helicopter interrupted her.
"What question could possibly be too much for him?" He tilted his head to the side.
"I asked him if a femme can have more than one Mech as there are Mechs that have more than one femme... That's it!"
"Just that?" he lifted an optic ridge.
"A-and if Mechs had mMchs... too..." She seemed to want to shrink. "I was just curious! I don't know from where that idea came from, I know it's stupid and-"
"No, it's not," Cyclonus interrupted her. "You wanna know?" She nodded eagerly. "Well...There ARE some few powerful femmes that have more than one Mech, in harems, and they are sometimes required to interface with each other in front of their mistress;" As she seemed to absorb this, he continued. "Yes, a Mech can do it with another Mech too, you see, Mechs have ports too, just like femmes, but most Mechs prefer femmes than other Mechs... Actually there are Mechs around who likes more the Mechs than femmes."
Alexis couldn't believe what she was hearing; if Rad and Carlos knew this... They will totally freak out! No wonder why Megatron changed subjects.
"Is there more?" She couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, Mechs can carry sparklings too, but it's harder to get a Mech carrying than a femme; and it is hard to get a femme carrying."
She imagined the boys' pregnant, heavy with babies and did the same with Megatron and Optimus. Involuntarily she giggled.
"Have you ever been with a Mech before?" she decided to ask this Mech, after all, he seemed to have zero inhibitions unlike Starscream or Megatron.
"Yes, I tried and I didn't like it; Megatron did it too, both ways, y'know? Bottom and top?"
She gasped and coughed covering her mouth. She couldn't believe what she was hearing... Megatron...?
"But in the end he decided for femmes," He continued as if nothing have happened, even forgetting the fallen Starscream. "I don't know what the big deal was for him to glitch? It's perfectly natural."
In that moment, the boys screamed, dropped their weapons and screamed louder before a loud "CYCLONUS!" was heard by the Decepticon leader's vocalizer.
"What?" Cyclonus replied, nonplussed as Alexis said apologetically. "Oops."
Just after Cyclonus had told Alexis about Sparklings, she'd opened a private comm with her brothers.
"Guys, guess what?" she exclaimed excitedly.
"Huh, what amiga?" Carlos answered, Megatron was showing them how to use small blaster.
"Boys can have Sparklings like Femmes," she told them without preamble and was met with a stunned silence.
"S-say that again?" Rad stammered.
"You guys will be able to have Sparklings, actually carry them if you want to," she explained just as Cyclonus was telling her about himself and Megatron.
The next she heard was static before both boys yelled in horror and Megatron roared at the clueless Cyclonus.
"Sorry," she said aloud to the helicopter. "I told the boys about it."
"Huh," Cyclonus said just as Megatron came marching over, the boys were hiding under a table.
"Just what did you tell her?" the angry Decepticon demanded and as Cyclonus stammered, Alexis said.
"He told me about Mechs being able to carry, why didn't you tell me about that?"
"Because I knew you would tell the boys," Megatron replied grumpily. "Now I have to comfort your brothers."
"They'll get over it," she said confidently as she turned to Cyclonus. "Can you tell me more?"
Megatron threw up his hands before marching back to where the boys were.
"Come on," he told them. "We'll go outside and away from your curious piuthar."
"Thank you," they exclaimed as Alexis rolled her eyes, boys could be so melodramatic sometimes.
"Uh yeah, anyway," Cyclonus said a little uncertainly as Megatron and the boys left. "Mechs have to mate a lot more to produce a Sparkling since it's a lot harder to carry. We have to build up a lot of transfluid so that the Sparkling can start developing."
"Just what is transfluid?" she asked. "Do only Mechs have it?"
"Nah, Femmes do to but their slightly different," Cyclonus explained. "Both have our code in it but Femmes are a lot richer in nutrients, energy and minerals. Their bodies have a special carrying compartment and they can store a Mech's transfluid and activate their Sparkling protocols pretty easily."
"Wow," Alexis said, sitting down so that she could listen to more. "Where to you guys carry?"
"Femmes are here," Cyclonus said, pointing to an area where a human female would carry her young. "But Mechs are a lot higher up."
He indicated a place that was practically his chest and she wondered if they really did carry in their chests.
"That's why it's harder for Mechs," Cyclonus explained. "This bit doesn't really collect that much transfluid unless they really go at it and try to activate the protocols to collect the fluid and send it upwards."
He suddenly grinned and added.
"Course, some Mechs just swallow the stuff to make it easier...you know what that's called?"
"Blowjob?" Alexis suggested.
He grinned. "You already have some basic concepts, good," He praised her.
Her grin was so big that it covered almost all her face; she wanted to know more and now no one will stop her from finding out everything. "Do Mechs really do that? And...You said femmes have transfluid, right? But said transfluid comes from a spike, so...does that mean that femmes have a spike like a Mech?"
"Whoa, whoa, slow down kid, I'll answer everything," He laughed at her eagerness. "Yes, if a Mech really, really wanna carry, he does, he uses his mate or a donor." She blinked. "His mate can be either a Mech or a femme who will donate the transfluid, and yes, that answer your question if femmes have a spike. Actually, you have one, but is small and undeveloped; it will develop as you mature and break the seal it has."
"Seal? I've heard Optimus mention it... but... what does that mean?"
"It means as it says, a seal, is sealed, you can't touch it or get to it without removing it, and once you do, you will be free to use it as you please; the same for your port, or your friend's ones, they are still sealed and that is how it must remain because you're too young to do anything with it," He stated and she looked at him in awe at his principles.
She got another big question. "Can a femme have sparklings with another femme since she can spike another?"
"Yes," He answered and she gasped; she somehow imagined this species as some kind of hermaphrodites or something. "Femmes have a slightly different transfluid, it's more nutrient rich; but it's possible if she spikes another femme and there is a high probability for them to produce another femme. The same with the Mechs."
"So, both Mechs and femmes can carry, both can spike and produce transfluid..." She processed everything. "So... why do femmes choose Mechs and vice versa?"
"It depends from the individual, femmes have smaller spikes than Mechs and it's more pleasurable a thick long spike in your port than a smaller one, and is even more pleasurable, from my point of view, spike a tiny, tight and wet port than being spiked," He smiled feeling happy with himself missing her slight flush.
"Besides, it seems that a femme's spike is made only to help transfer the transfluid than pleasure, and the pleasure is what it matters," He winked an optic to her and she flushed light red before he laughed at her face.
"O-okay... so... I have an undeveloped spike, which means the boys have them like me too? Or are theirs are bigger?"
"Your spike as now you know is undeveloped and it must be brought out from a compartment which is located above your port; you won't be able to see it or anything yet until you're much older and the compartment won't be visible either, nor your seal."
"And the boys' ones? Theirs will be hidden and invisible too? Or... it will form before mine?"
"Theirs are bigger than yours since they are Mechs, they must have an example of it right now," He chuckled. "But a Mech's spike seal breaks automatically once we grow, we don't even feel it as we develop; just as our ports leaks lubricant, our spikes tend to become erect without stimulation until our body registers the new changes and that breaks the seal. However, the port's one will need to be broken manually in both cases."
"It's similar to humans," She said more to herself. "So... it will happen that to me too? My spike will...?"
"No, yours will need to be freed from its compartment once the seal is broken manually, so, you won't need to worry about it standing without your consent."
She processed everything before another question formed in her head. "If a femme's transfluid is richer than a Mech's, is it easier for a femme to spark another femme than a Mech doing the same?"
"It's actually easier for a Mech to Spark a Femme," Cyclonus told her. "But it's easier for a Femme to spark another Femme than a Mech to spark a Mech. Since Femmes have such small Spikes, even though their transfluid is better, it still takes a bit longer."
"Wow," she said in awe. "I didn't realise transformer reproduction was so complicated...wait until I tell the boys."
This made him cackle with laughter as he said.
"You'd better wait a bit for that, they'll probably faint like him."
She giggled as he jerked a thumb over at Starscream's prone form. Seeing that he was still unconscious, she felt a little worried and asked. "Is he alright, he's not waking up?"
"He'll be fine," Cyclonus said dismissively as he poked at the Seeker with his foot. "Just leave him, he'll come round."
"I hope so," she said with concern. "Maybe I shouldn't mention reproduction or interface to him for a while."
Cyclonus laughed again before saying. "He's such a Sparkling at times...you'd think he was a virgin."
"Is he?" she couldn't help but ask.
"I don't think so," he said with a shrug. "Femmes...and Mechs like him."
He said this last bit with another wink making her smile. It was hard to resist the jolly Decepticon's antics.
She giggled and then poked at his face. "Let's take him to med bay. I don't want to leave him here; please?"
Cyclonus smirked. "Of course, and sparklings too," he added.
"What?" Alexis looked up in confusion at the big mech.
"That sparklings like him too, especially femmlings," He finished with a laugh as she blushed.
"He's my friend! Of course I would worry for him! Stop saying nonsense; besides, who knows what will happen if that idea crosses Megatron's processor!" She exclaimed.
"I'm just saying," He finished lifting the prone seeker's form on his shoulder and walked to the medbay closely followed by Alexis.
"If I was Megatron, I would keep a better optic on my iníon."
"What do you mean?!"
"You're curious, too curious and who knows where that curiosity will take you without control."
She blinked at him not understanding what he meant. Well this bot was crazy anyways. Maybe not even he understood himself, she thought.
...
Meanwhile...
Outside the moonbase...
Rad and Carlos could not take from their processors the images Alexis sent them of a pregnant Optimus and Megatron.
In another occasion and situation it could have been fun, but now that it can turn into THEIR situation, the fun vanished completely.
Both were shocked and couldn't concentrate on what Megatron was saying.
"Boys are you listening?" he said after they didn't respond to a question he'd asked them.
They blinked before looking up at him.
"Huh, did you say something?" Rad asked as Megatron shook his head.
"Never mind, what's wrong?" he asked them as they shuffled their feet.
"Well, it's just...," Rad tried to say, frowning as he considered his words. "Can we really become pregnant?"
"You can carry," Megatron said with a sigh, this was why he hadn't wanted to tell any of them. "But not many Mechs do, it is merely an option."
"But it's still weird," Carlos moaned. "We're guys, we shouldn't be able to have babies and stuff, that's what girls do."
"Human girls," Megatron corrected. "You are now Transformers and thus, are different from humans. Yes, you can carry but it's nothing for you to worry. You do not have to carry if you do not want to; you are free to act as though you are still human males."
"But still," Carlos said, making a slight face. "We're gonna see pregnant dudes?"
"At some point," Megatron agreed. "But that won't be for quite a while; no Carrying transformers from either side will come here."
As Carlos nodded, Rad looked worried about something. When Megatron turned his attention on him, he said.
"How are we going to explain this to our parents?"
Megatron's right optic twitched and the boys flinched in fear. "I thought you already accepted me as your only creator and have already forgotten those others!"
"N-no, it-t's not that," Rad stuttered. "It's just-"
"You are mine!" He roared to the boys. "So you better forget about those others! THIS is your life now!" Megatron finished with a hard stomp on the ground which made the boys cower with each other in an awkward hug.
The previous fear of being pregnant...gone, now it was their 'sire' who was the new... better say, old fear returning.
"You...are...MINE!" He stomped towards them and they couldn't help but shiver, turn around and run away as fast as their legs allowed them. "Get back here!" He chased after them as they run for their lives.
Scavenger noticed the dilemma again and chased after the enraged leader and his freaked out sons. "Megatron!" He tried. "Stop!"
Megatron finally caught them and held them firmly by their arms as they tried to squirm free from the offending hand that was obviously hurting them. "Now, I'll teach you to never forget again that you are mine!" He hissed dangerously at them as he lifted his hand and was about to beat them when Scavenger stopped his hand mid air.
"Stop, Megatron! Don't do something you might regret forever!" The elder tried to reason with the leader.
The remaining Mechs stared in awe. Wheeljack seemed to not believe what he was seeing and how his leader treated the ones he considered his sparklings; Demolisher looked at them in pity and shook his head, Tidalwave seemed ready to jump his leader if he dared to beat the young ones, as even with his primitive processor he knew this was wrong; and Thrust seemed to be smirking under that facemask of his anxiously waiting for Megatron to beat the slag out of the boys.
However, none of them said or do anything and just watched how Scavenger alone tried to save the Mechlings from an impending beating.
As Megatron glared at the old Mech, Scavenger said soothingly.
"Don't punish them while you're angry, put them in timeout and cool down. Allow yourself a clearer head to deal with them."
"They have been lying to me," Megatron growled as they trembled with pain and fear.
"In what way?" Scavenger questioned calmly, still holding onto Megatron's wrist.
"They led me to believe that they'd accepted me as their ONLY Sire and that the others meant nothing to them. Now I find out they still care about what 'they' think."
Scavenger really wanted to face palm, here was Megatron's jealous streak coming into play...no, going into overdrive.
"Just because they still care about their human creators," Scavenger began. "Does not mean they don't love and accept you as their Sire. They can't just forget about their previous creators, not when they love them."
"Love them?" Megatron repeated, fury dripping from his voice as his body shook with rage. "They have no business 'loving' them; I am their Sire and the only one they should love."
"I'm telling you Megatron, they can't stop loving their creators," Scavenger persisted. "They need time; barely any time has passed since they were last with them."
Just as Megatron looked like he was going to throw off Scavenger's grip, the old Mech added.
"If you beat them now, you might go too far and put them in the Med Bay. Do you really want that?"
Megatron just growled.
"Put them in timeout," Scavenger implored. "Let them think about what they said and deal with them later when you're not angry."
Finally, Megatron snapped away from Scavenger's grasp and without another word he took the boys inside the base to his quarters. He'll lock them up there again.
As Scavenger looked around he saw the rest of the soldiers relax a little after the show, all of them, except Thrust who seemed to wear a scowl under his mask and crossed his arms in annoyance.
...
Earth...
Autobot base...
"Optimus?" Jetfire came to visit his friend in his quarters as this one practically locked himself there. He didn't even cared that the two previous dormant Minicons they had, were now awake as the new one they won was somehow the one who completed them.
They forged the legendary Starsabre sword.
But not even that was of importance for the Autobot leader, not even the advantage it would give them. What plagued his processor was something else, something that lately took his sleep from him.
"Optimus?" The white shuttle tried again this time reaching for his friend's shoulder.
"Jetfire... I'm-" Optimus tried.
"I know... I know, we were told. So, old Megs is a sire? And a terrible one at that?"
Optimus just limited to shook his head, so Jetfire continued. "Besides, I've seen enough from the powerlink... Poor sparklings... Having Megs as a sire... It must be some kind of weird nightmare."
The Prime didn't answered again but dimmed his golden optics in worry. "I don't know how that femme could put up with him! He has such a temper... I said that to not call him what he really is... And she carried his creations?! Wow, what a femme!"
The masked shuttle continued in his attempts to lift his leader and friend's humour since it was so long -if ever- since the last time he saw the Prime with such a grim aura.
"Some just don't deserves to be a sire," frowning and with a hard voice, Optimus hissed silently his rage. "Those were good kids and he's destroying them...!" His fist balled as he shook in barely contained hate.
"I don't know, Optimus, but... I just hope that Primus' plan doesn't include those Sparklings turning into replicas of himself... One Megatron is more than enough."
"Don't even joke about that," Optimus said with a shudder. "I can't imagine what Megatron would have to do to them, to turn them into replicas of him. It doesn't bare thinking about."
"Yeah," Jetfire agreed grimly. "So what are we going to do?"
"Hmm," Optimus considered. "I think Scavenger will have to join us soon with the kids but...I don't want to risk angering Megatron so much that he goes on a rampage. This planet doesn't deserve that."
"Yeah but we've got to do something," Jetfire persisted. "Hey, maybe you could talk to them? Megatron was so convinced that the kids love him and such, tell him to prove it by letting the kids talk to you."
Optimus smiled wryly. "I have a feeling Megatron won't like that idea but it's worth a shot.
"Go for it, I'll be here to back you up," Jetfire said with a nod as the Autobot leader heaved himself to his feet and stomped to the Communication Room. He typed in some commands and waited for a response.
After a few minutes, the screen frizzled and suddenly sharpened to reveal a not so happy Megatron. The Decepticon's optics narrowed and he growled.
"What do you want, Prime?"
"I want to see the kids Megatron," Optimus said calmly, while internally feeling worried at Megatron's angry expression. "If that would be alright."
Megatron considered him before saying with a shrug.
"Very well, the boys are recharging but you may speak to Alexis."
"Why are the boys recharging?" Optimus asked and Megatron said with a shrug and a smirk. "Ask their sister."
"I shall," Optimus said with a nod as Megatron disappeared.
"Eh, what's that about?" Jetfire asked as Optimus looked thoughtful. "I'm not sure...but perhaps things aren't so bad at the moment."
Sometime later Megatron was back with Alexis who not only looked happy but she now sported a pair of wings.
"Optimus," she cried in delight, her wings quivering as he smiled behind his mask at her.
"Alexis, how are you?" he asked before adding quickly. "This is Jetfire, a new member to our team."
As Megatron snorted, Alexis said.
"Hi Jetfire, I'm Alexis," she greeted as he said. "Hey there kid, I like the wings."
"Their great," she said happily, "Starscream gave them to me, he's been teaching me to fly."
"That's really good," Optimus said before asking. "Megatron said the boys were sleeping, do you know why?"
"Are they?" she said, looking at Megatron who said. "Don't forget what you told them."
"Oh," she said with a flush and as the two Autobots looked inquiring, said. "I uh...I told them about Mechs getting pregnant...they were a bit shocked."
"Oh really? Just that?" Jetfire popped out his head from Optimus's shoulder. "And what? It gave them helmaches? Please, is completely natural." The shuttle whined. "Is it, Optimus?"
The Prime just frowned at his second and said nothing. Megatron did the same.
"It's true!" To Megatron's horror, his daughter agreed with the foul mouthed shuttle. "It's completely normal... at least in Cybertron," Alexis winked with a big grin feeling happy with herself.
"Well, you must know that there are more than just that, y'know? like for example, you're still a femmling but once you mature the first thing you should do with your ex-"
The shuttle was about to say something but was interrupted in both ends.
"JETFIRE!" Megatron and Optimus shouted at the same time and the Decepticon leader clapped his hands around his daughter's audio receptors.
"What?" He whined innocently.
"What? I didn't hear... I can do what with what?" The winged femmling tried to get her sire's hand away from her head and both leaders frowned at the shuttle.
"Prime! Control your soldier!" Megatron barked and Optimus couldn't help but hit Jetfire on the back of his helm and signal him to say something different to the curious femmling.
"It's okay, Megatron, he will say something completely different," The Autobot leader said this frowning at the shuttle and pointing him that if he didn't say something different that he, himself will rip off his vocalizer.
Megatron let go of Alexis. "What can I do once I mature with what?"
"Well..." Both leaders watched him with deep frowns. "You can... eh... sorry kid, I can't say it without uncle Optimus here rips off my head; why don't you ask the one who taught you what you already know?"
"You mean, Cyclonus?" She tilted her head to the side.
"Yeah, old Cyclo-nuts, he knows a lot; I wonder how he was never a femme doc?!" Jetfire cackled and both Megatron and Optimus resisted the urges of face palming themselves.
Alexis didn't seeme to catch what this new mech meant but realized -if Optimus reacted like that- that he was some kind of perv.
Now she understood Megatron's scowl on him.
"Will you ever carry?" She decided to ask the shuttle suddenly. "That would be normal, right?"
The three mechs stood in their respective ends stunned and seconds later, Megatron was smirking evilly at Jetfire.
"What...hey...what, me carry?" he stammered, completely thrown by her question as Megatron continued to smirk. "I uh...uh..."
"Come on, you could carry couldn't you?" Alexis persisted. "If you met a nice Mech or maybe a Femme, you could either interface or have the transfluids orally..."
The rest of her sentence was silenced by Megatron's finger on her lips.
"I'm going to kill Cyclonus," he grumbled as she looked up at him. "He shouldn't have told you 'that' much."
"Why not, I need to know at some point," she defended as Jetfire still looked rather shell shocked.
"You can know later," Megatron said firmly. "You and your brothers are too young to be learning about this sort of thing. Put it out of your mind for now."
She pouted and folded her arms in a very stubborn way. Megatron now said.
"The boys aren't ready to hear this sort of thing so you must wait until they are."
As she groaned, he turned to Optimus and said. "Satisfied?"
"Uh..." The Prime's proccessor seemed to be blank just as his second's one.
Megatron turned back to Alexis. "Darling, why don't you go back to the medbay and check on Starscream, I hope his glitch after your question hadn't killed him."
The winged femme flushed and looked at the screen. "Bye, Optimus, bye, Jetfire, nice to see ya... Oh! and, Jetfire?" The still frozen shuttle looked at her with his unfocused optics. "Let me know when you carry, I've never seen a men carry..."
"Alexis..." Megatron warned and she giggled before waving her hand at the presents and jumping away in a very much girlish style.
"Sparklings, so curious," The Decepticon leader chuckled especially at the faces the two masked mechs on the screen were giving, particularly the white one.
Optimus, however jump out of his stupor and turned serious again. "Megatron, will you ever let them be free again to see and be with the ones they love?"
Megatron frowned once again at the leader. "They are happy here, you saw it yourself! They need nothing else!"
"It's not you who decides that, it is them." Optimus said calmly, praying that the soft tone enters Megatron's thick processor and makes him understand that his kids are alive and not just mere objects or pets.
"It is MY decision!" Dark, red optics flashed at the screen before the Decepticon leader finished the call suddenly.
Optimus shock his head then turned to Jetfire who was still frozen. "Jetfire, are you alright?"
"I can't believe it..." The shuttle gasped.
"What?" Optimus also wondered if he wanted to know what his friend was thinking.
"She... she..."
"Yes, she knows, but, Jetfire, limit your comments about her body... or anyone else's body, OK?"
"I would carry her sparklings, just imagine the femme she will be once she matures!" The shuttle finally jumped and Optimus looked at him unamused. "I think I'm in love." He gave a turn-like dancing touching his chest.
Optimus beat the back of his head again, this time stronger. "JETFIRE! Don't you fragging dare! She's Megatron's daughter and I consider her and her brothers MY sparklings too! So, she's off limits! Besides she's still a sparkling for Primus' sake!"
"Nah, she will mature, and Primus! When she does the femme she will be...!" He started imagining many things and saying them out loud...That made Optimus finally lose it and face palm his head before grabbing the shuttle by the neck and look at him directly at his optics.
"Do not dare, Jetfire, or so Primus help me, I'll kill you myself..." The Prime threatened his Second with such deep and menacing growl that made the reciving one to gulp.
"Jeez, Optimus, relax! I was just kidding, come on, you know me better than that...!" Frowning in doubt, Optimus let go of Jetfire. "Jeez... is like... if you said she's your daughter too... man... did you and Megatron ever...?"
Optimus' hateful glare was enough to silence the shuttle and made a frozen chill to run by his spine.
"Ok, ok... I see, you're in no mood for jokes... I'll leave you to your thoughts... I was just trying to cheer you up..."
Saying that, the shuttle left the Prime alone with his thoughts.
'Oh, Primus, please help me... help us...' He thought.
Author's note. How are the boys doing, what will Megatron do? And what Alexis do when she find out? Find out next time, until then.