A/N: Too early... I was up way too early.

I have taken notice of the Transformers Original 13 changes. Strange that a lot of the ones that were are not anymore lol Now what to do with The Allspark Chronicles, since I use the ones from before they changed them. Erf. It'll have to be labeled as an AU since they're different! Ack! How weird...

Either way, got this for you all to enjoy :D

As the day progressed, Starscream had gone to his office, taking all of his Sparklings with him. Barricade had gone with Mikaela and the newborns would be fine without her for a little while. He'd noticed they were getting better on their legs when Hook was examining Barricade, so he set them down on his desk while he did whatever evil Decepticon leaders did as Blacklight had since left, finding something else to do.

About 10 minutes later, Starscream heard scratching and the sound of feet. A lot of them and by the sounds of them, they weren't large either. Pausing in his work, he dared to look up, seeing Blacklight leading a mad dash of small 'Con Sparklings right for his office.

"Slag! No, no, no! Stop!" Starscream called, hoping to divert them. Ignoring the young leader, they all clamored in at one time, Blacklight took the opportunity to climb up Starscream's body to his shoulder and sat there glaring at them all.

Rumble jumped up and shut the door, then the four proceeded to stalk toward Starscream who was becoming apprehensive at what was going to happen, knowing a stampede of them could never be a good thing.

"Now hold on one slagging minute here!" It wasn't until a few minutes later when Hook, who was heading for his office to discuss his findings, heard Starscream yell. There was a squeak and a screech from his office shortly after. Of course, the leader yelling like that got others' attentions as well, but the medic was closest. When he opened the door, Starscream was sitting at his desk with an irritated look in his optics while smaller bodies adorned him. "This was not in the job description…"

"Is everything alright?" The medic asked. The Seeker remained silent as Hook's question was soon answered by the sound of cackling. Hook took a moment to process what exactly he was seeing.

There sat the Decepticon leader with Blacklight on his shoulder. Each time one of the others tried to approach his perch, he'd growl and buzz madly at them. Even the triplets were making an attempt to climb Starscream so they could also get in on the fun. The two 'Con Birds were standing on his desk with Ravage; looking for a weak spot in Blacklight's defenses.

Suddenly, Blacklight climbed down slightly, hissed and pushed Rumble back, who was climbing up Starscream's arm. He screeched if the other Sparklings got too close as well, making them either stop or move back down.

Hook smirked and Starscream gave him the evil eye with a snort but didn't move. "Obviously they figured you were good grounds for playing 'King of the Hill', in which you are the hill." The medic commented, trying not to laugh at his commander.

Starscream sighed dramatically. "Can't you all play somewhere else?" the leader looked to Blacklight who was perfectly happy on his roost. "I do have work to do."

"Yeah right, you never have work to do. You just say you do 'cause it makes you look important." Rumble said with a snicker.

Starscream frowned at Rumble for his comment before haughtily replying, "I am your leader you little cretin. Shut up before I flick you into the next century…" he then looked to them all, "Now, all of you, get out!"

"What? No way! You're more fun and harder to climb." Blacklight replied, reaching up and hugging onto the side of Starscream's face.

"And why, pray tell, is that?" Starscream asked with a calm tone as he pulled Blacklight off his face and set him back down on his shoulder.

Blacklight beamed at him, "Because you're a Seeker." With that, Blacklight happily sat himself down on his sire to watch the others.

Starscream gave a fake disgusted look, "There are five other Seekers on the base, why do you deem it necessary to use me?" There was no answer from any of them as Blacklight again chased off Rumble and Sonar and all of them began cackling again. Starscream was thankful he was used to Sparklings climbing around on his body; otherwise he'd probably find it rather irritating.

Starscream sighed again and he looked at Hook, "Where did I go wrong?" He asked with plead as Blacklight chased the Radar down Starscream's back, making the mech twitch when their claws hit a sensitive spot, "Tell me."

"Maybe under all that armor you're just one big Sparkling magnet, Starscream."

"Don't push it." Starscream warned with a digit pointed in the medic's direction.

"Actually, you should be thankful that they like your company."

"But…" Interrupted, Starscream looked down his body and to the floor as one of the Sparklings skittered down his leg, "-but some of these little monsters aren't even mine! I can understand my own, but come on!" He said exasperatedly, "Since when did I go from a Great Decepticon Leader to a play thing for Sparklings?"

Hook shrugged, "Those," he pointed to them, "are known as Sparklings. You," he pointed at the young leader, "are one big magnet," And that was just when Ravage crept from a hiding spot, leapt at Blacklight and knocked him off of Starscream's shoulder. Starscream hissed as claws slid down his back from Blacklight being knocked off. Ravage watched, taking Blacklight's place with a cackle.

Starscream then let out a pained whine when Blacklight used his thruster to hold onto with a claw. "I didn't sign up for this shit, you know." He commented, resigning himself to the fact he was a giant toy. Trying to ignore the Sparklings, he looked to his data pad, "What did you need, anyway?"

Taking on a more professional demeanor, Hook replied, "I wanted to let you know that I sent Ramjet to get Ratchet and, given the readings I have from all of you, I would like us to collaborate on ideas for how Barricade's giving birth sparked the Autobot's lieutenant back to life and Typhoon. There are also extensive tests I would like to do with Typhoon, with your permission."

Starscream gave an uneasy look to the medic. "I would need to oversee any procedure or test done on Typhoon,"

"Of course," Hook nodded, already knowing Starscream would want to be present during tests on his newborn.

"Also, you might want to add to your list that Jazz was turned into a femme," Starscream rolled his optics. "As if things couldn't get any more complicated…"

"Jazz, you say?" Hook chuffed, "I can't seem to picture him a femme."

"Weird," The Seeker flicked the data pad and began running his fingers in a typing motion over it, "but very true." He eyed the data pad a little longer, reading something and with a raised optic ridge, he looked to the medic, "Hn, seems I need a volunteer."

"A what?"

"I just received a message from the Secretary of Defense that he would like a Seeker to accompany a squadron on a mission."

"I wonder why… Didn't you already tell him we won't help in their stupid wars?"

"I don't think it concerns the war. They do fly around for other reasons, you know."

"Personally, I couldn't care less. I am here about Barricade, you, your Sparklings and Jazz. Human relations are all yours."

Back at the Autobot base, there were a couple of tantrums at Ramjet's unexpected arrival. The black and white Seeker barged right in through the main doors, getting surprised looks and gasps all around. He ignored them, heading right for Ratchet's medical bay, already figuring he would find him there after a quick glance around. When he entered, the door shut behind the Seeker and he stood there looking at the medic expectantly. Ratchet turned from his work and only scowled at him for intruding and upsetting the base, "Do you Decepticons have no sense of ethics? Why are you here?"

"Of course, not. We wouldn't be Decepticons if we did," Ramjet cocked his head slightly, "And to answer your other question, Hook asked me to come and get you. I have no idea why, since he could have hailed you otherwise. He has updated data on Barricade and the triplets that he thinks you might be interested in."

Realizing it was information he had been waiting on, Ratchet was more apt to listen, "I see. Must be confidential then," He gave a half nod, "Did you bring the information with you?"

Ramjet scoffed. "No. If I had crashed, one of the other Autobots could get their hands on it and then it would be compromised."

The medic gave him an unconvinced glare, "You don't crash,"

"I also don't bring information this sensitive with me,"

"Very well. I will have a talk with Optimus and let him know. I will also be bringing Wheeljack with me."

"Might I suggest you bring Jazz with you, since he-"

"She,"

"He – she… whatever! It involves Jazz too. I will see you back at our base," Ramjet turned and opened the door to find numerous Autobots standing around. "Awfully nosy lot, aren't you?" he wrinkled his nose at them as he started making a path, when he got far enough away, he leapt and transformed, leaving abruptly.

Wheeljack peeked his head in to Ratchet's med bay, "What was that all about?"

"It involves you too, I suggest you wait for orders,"

"Oh yeah, something to do," The Engineer rubbed his hands together excitedly, watching Ratchet head to Optimus Prime.

Optimus Prime, who had been just as confused as everyone at Ramjet's arrival and since the Seeker didn't stop to speak with him, had no idea why he had even shown up. After Ramjet departed, he went to the medical bay to get answers. All of the Autobots were anxious to know why Ramjet was at their base unannounced, including him.

Ratchet nodded to the Commander as he entered, "Optimus, I'm glad you came. I need to speak to you."

"Would it have to do with that fiasco with Ramjet?"

Another nod, "He came to inform me that Hook has requested my presence at the Decepticon's base to discuss Barricade's Spark-birth. I will be bringing Wheeljack with me."

Optimus nodded with agreement as Hook would supply information for the Autobots as well, "As you please,"

"Ramjet also requested Jazz, since she was a part of the whole thing as well."

"Report your findings as soon as you can." Finally, hopefully some answers.

The leader watched his CMO leave with his Engineer and Jazz and only wondered what they would find out. Even he could deduce that the Allspark couldn't just disappear. He figured it was absorbed by one, if not all of them. It was also exciting because nothing like this was ever studied before.

"Thundercracker," Starscream called into the Officer Spread Link.

A few minutes later, said Seeker appeared. There was a smirk on her face as she took in the view of Starscream and all of the Sparklings all over him. Her face contorted as she tried to hold back a chuckle, "Um… yeah, 'Screamer?"

"One, stop calling me that. Two, stop snickering before I throw them at you." He frowned the more she seemed to be unable to control her laughter, "…And three, I want you to go to Kirtland Air Force Base. They asked that a Seeker accompany them on a quick mission."

Thundercracker started laughing outright at Starscream from the sight, unable to control it any longer, "Sure thing, 'Screamer," she giggled.

"Think fast, 'Cracker!" As promised, and without even looking at who he'd grabbed, yet knowing by the feeling it was not one of his own; Starscream threw an unsuspecting Sparkling at Thundercracker.

She quickly reached up and caught said Sparkling. Glancing at him, she saw it was Rumble. The femme dropped him and he scurried out. The rest of the Sparklings followed him save for the newest ones. "Soundwave's gonna beat you up for that one,"

"Uh huh," Starscream gave a sodden face, relieved that the older Sparklings all dispersed. Why hadn't he thought about throwing one of them out the door sooner if that was all it took?

After the stampede of older Sparklings scampered out of his office, Starscream got more comfortable with just the triplets, which had since climbed up his chest and were now resting in his holds. He nodded to Hook, no longer distracted by numerous claws and chattering. "It was one very huge, messed up fluke, that's what it was."

"Is that what you tell yourself so you can recharge at night?" Hook asked with doubt.

"Fuck you, medic." Starscream muttered.

Ignoring the comment, Hook continued, "When Ratchet gets here, we are all going to discuss what happened during the Spark-birth. We will need as much as you can remember from when it started until when it ended."

"I already told you everything, weren't you taking notes?" the Seeker asked sarcastically.

"I know where you recharge…"

Deciding not to press further and thinking about how long he was subjected to Barricade's fury and attacks, he only had one answer to what happened the majority of the time. "It was pain."

"What?"

"Lots of pain. Megatron was a fool to not let the femmes survive. Surely he would have won the war hands down with a bunch of sparked femmes on his side. Should Barricade ever become sparked again, you medics are dealing with her. I refuse."

"Well, if you could manage to keep your Spark away from hers, you won't have that problem, now will you?"

The medic had a point. Didn't mean he had to like it. "Again, I say… fuck you."

After further communication, Soundwave had finally given coordinates and whatnot to the three that were incoming. During transmissions, they had mentioned a group that was flickering in and out of their radars and another three that were not much further behind them. The CO turned from her work with the computer after figuring where they would land and sought out Starscream to let him know of their arrivals. She stood outside of his office for a moment, listening to them talk. After knowing they were speaking of Barricade and weird occurrences, she requested entrance.

Starscream looked up at the door as it opened, revealing the telepath. Figuring she probably had more work for him he eyed her, "What do you want?"

"I have three confirmed incoming. They should be here within the next few hours. They report others behind them. No identification as to Autobot or Decepticon,"

"Well isn't that just lovely. I can't go retrieve them right now. Find someone who can, would you?"

Soundwave nodded and left the office.

A little later, Barricade had come upon Ratchet, Wheeljack and Prowl with Jazz following close behind. At first, she thought nothing of it, but then she realized that they were on their way to Starscream's base, the same place she was headed, so she joined the small convoy.

Prowl's attention went to the prow behind them, having sensed her approach. "Hey, look, we got a tail,"

"She's obviously headed th' same place we are." Jazz nearly whispered playfully.

"She will be needed there as well, anyway," Ratchet informed, "Wheeljack, Hook and I are going to do a full examination on her and her newborns."

"Ha! I say prepare fer a war if ya plan on that one," Jazz commented.

Ratchet only gave a soft, unenthused chuckle, because deep down, he figured Jazz was spot on.

"Hey, 'Cade!" Jazz called, "Got them Sparklin's?"

"No. I killed them off so you wouldn't be able to see them." The hunter replied.

The group proceeded to the Decepticon base.

Back at the base, Starscream had finally left his office after talking with Hook. Everything was in order, and now it was just a waiting game. He stepped to the door just as the Autobots were coming into view. The other Decepticons had already been alerted that Autobots were on their way and they were to behave themselves.

As Ratchet approached first, he was greeted by Hook, who had made his way to next to Starscream. "Ratchet," he said, nodding to the Autobot.

Barricade continued past the mechs who were transforming, pretending not to know what was going on. She made her way into her quarters and just before the door shut, Prowl had slipped in. The femme let Mikaela out and proceeded to transform. Turning her head abruptly to her brother, she stopped near the blankets, sitting down on them.

"Why do you have blankets in your quarters?" the tactician asked.

The femme looked down below her at said blankets and then to her brother, "They're for the Sparklings. Mikaela brought them. Why are you in here?"

"I figured I would come and see how you were faring before they do their tests on you,"

Hearing about tests, Barricade growled, "Over my dead body they're doing tests,"

"It's for science and knowledge,"

"I'm not some science project!"

"Come on, 'Run, you can't tell me you didn't see this coming,"

"I say I didn't,"

"I say you're lying,"

Damn, caught. "They'll have to drag me kicking and screa-"

Just as she was speaking, Starscream entering caught her by surprise, stopping her mid sentence. He stopped and looked to Prowl who was kneeling next to Barricade, "Primus, can't even keep you away from my base…" he teased.

"I came with Jazz," Prowl retorted, moving to a standing position.

"Don't care." Starscream moved past the tactician and knelt down to Barricade who was waiting with anticipation for her Sparklings. He gently handed all three of them to her. Prowl watched curiously, not having the opportunity to see them before.

"Since you've been so evasive, now's my chance." Prowl started, getting closer to Barricade, "What are their names?"

Barricade nodded toward the black one, "Radar," she then nodded to the copper one, "Sonar," she then glanced at the marked one, "Typhoon,"

Prowl's optics stuck on Typhoon as he took in her colors and markings, "I'm going to guess that that's the one that wasn't expected?"

"Gee, what was your first clue…?" Barricade asked sarcastically. Barricade let the three Sparklings move into their holds.

"We're all set. Whenever you're ready," Hook's voice called across the Decepticon Officer spread-link.

Starscream began to stand, "Time to get this started…"

"No,"

"Let's go,"

"Absolutely not!"

"If you don't go, I'll drag you,"

Sure he would… "Be my guest."

He wouldn't reject that challenge. "Can't say I didn't warn you." He pounced on the femme, getting a blanket to the face as she tried to wrestle him off. He quickly overpowered her and began dragging her by a foot, even though she was trying to dig her claws into anything she could, "Stop being so dramatic, would you?"

"Put me down!"

"Hell no! You're coming. I didn't go through all this trouble just for you to get cold feet."

"You ain't seen trouble yet!"

"Sure he did," Prowl commented, wondering how in the world these two put up with each other, "He Spark-Mated with you."

Absolutely no help, brother or not. "Shut up!"

"The Autobot's got a point. Don't make me drag you the whole way."

"I refuse to move otherwise,"

"Of course," Starscream continued to drag his mate behind him and she did little to move, now deciding she would let him drag her just to be difficult. It wasn't like it hurt or anything, since she managed to catch the blankets under her.

Both Starscream and Barricade had been very reluctant to allow any further investigation of the Sparklings, simply because they were so young. Prowl followed the two out, watching the pair with a comical grin as he walked. Barricade looked at Mikaela and Miles who were now watching in amusement and confusion as Barricade was literally resting her head propped up on her hand while being dragged by Starscream. She glared at them and they both began laughing, "Testing?"

"I wouldn't go willingly," Barricade told them as they started to follow.

"That's my 'Cade," Mikaela giggled.

Eager to hear what the docs had to say and just because it was funny to see Barricade dragged like this, they picked up the pace until Starscream stopped. They both looked up when he turned and put his hand down. They both got into the waiting hand and they headed for the infirmary where the medics were waiting. Laughter rang throughout the base at the two as Starscream continued to walk. The young leader turned to those in the 'Wreck room' as he passed and the laughing suddenly stopped when he gave them all a dirty look. "Behave yourselves… All of you. No one is allowed in the medical bay until we are through."

He continued on and the other Decepticons including Jazz began laughing again, this time getting up to follow the two. "And no one would call that unreasonable treatment?"

"Pit no, we're Decepticons. Plus, she probably deserves it," Cyclonus barked a laugh as he spoke. "I'm willing to bet she refused to go,"

"Typical Barricade. Even acts like one. Fits her name perfectly if you ask me,"

"I heard that!" Barricade called.

The door shut behind them and Starscream dropped Barricade's foot. He moved forward to where Jazz had slipped by and was sitting on one of the berths. He set Mikaela and Miles down, who both sat down next to Jazz. Barricade stood up slowly, eyeing Starscream darkly. On the other side of Jazz, Prowl remained back slightly so he was out of the way.

The Seeker eyed his mate for making him drag her here. He then faked a smile and looked to the other scientists, "So… where do we start?"

"By turning you into a paper shredder," Barricade murmured. "At least you'll have more use."

All eyes and optics went to Barricade and then Ratchet looked to Starscream, refusing to remark on the femme's comments. "That is a very good question, Starscream. I believe we should start where you remember. Knowing what happened during the birth would help immensely." Ratchet said, typing something on a data pad.

"Hook has all that." Starscream shook his head, not wanting to recount again what happened that fateful day.

"Well, tell us again," Ratchet pushed, rather wishing to hear right from the Seeker.

After a few moments Starscream got his thoughts together, "Fine… Everything went normal until Barricade's Spark began to expel the Sparklings. There was an unusually large arc of energy going from your desk, to her, to me. I would have to assume it was the Allspark shard no one told me about. It was as if it was using Barricade as a conductor."

"Where did it originate from?"

"I guess Barricade, but given the amount of energy in there, I can't tell for sure. A lot of things were blowing up. As the one arc went toward the desk and us, another went over Jazz' dead body. And just as that began, we ran into some difficulty with the delivery."

"The desk is where the shard was," Wheeljack stated for all those who didn't already know.

Starscream glanced at Wheeljack then continued, "Because of the impending danger and the fact I could not move Runner as she was paralyzed, the only option I had to deliver Radar and Sonar for her."

"What do you mean she was paralyzed?"

"She was stiff. There was no way for her to get into position for delivery, so I had to reach under the Sparklings as they separated from her, using my hand to protect them from the energy that was still coming from around her."

"You reached into her chest during delivery?" an irritated look crossed Ratchet's features.

"Yeah, what of it?" the Decepticon leader nodded.

Barricade only listened, remembering a little about the light and the fact she could not move. It was all such a blur to her.

"I had to pull them from her Spark and make sure they didn't fall into her." The leader admitted. It wasn't a proud statement, nor was it a defeated statement.

"Just what is wrong with you?" Ratchet began, thoroughly pissed that the leader hadn't come for him. "Just what prompted you to deliver them yourself when there were two medics right outside the door?" his voice rose with ever word.

"I am not getting into a dispute with you on this. I already got a rash of slag from Hook, I don't need it from you as well. It is the way things went."

Ratchet only glared at Starscream, thinking of what more he would have liked to have said, instead, he looked to Barricade, "You, over here. Set your newborns on the berth."

Barricade looked to Starscream and he only gave her a nod. She did as requested, setting the Sparklings down and turned to the medic. Usually she would have refused or set them somewhere else, but Miles and Mikaela were not far off and Starscream was right there with them, so she didn't think twice.

Jazz beamed when she saw the triplets for the first time and the fact she was so close to them. She looked up at Prowl with one of those 'see, I told ya' looks and her grin only grew wider as Radar immediately began climbing up her side, chirping and twittering. Sonar and Typhoon were quick to follow, also chirping. Jazz optics fixed on Typhoon, seeing her markings immediately, "Wow. It has been so long since I have seen Sparklin's,"

"Cute, aren't they?" Mikaela smiled, watching between the creators and Jazz and the Sparklings.

"Adorable. I want one." Jazz answered with a smirk, cupping her hand under Radar.

"Don't even…" Prowl groaned, not even entertaining the idea.

Ratchet stepped closer to Barricade, he looked down at her expectantly. "You know the routine."

"But I don't want to."

"Open up,"

A few seconds later, and a threat of being whacked upside the head, her plates broke apart, revealing her Spark. Hook also stepped closer; putting into mind the fact Starscream had actually assisted in the Sparkling's birth and could have damaged her.

A few minutes and medical jargon going between the medics was all that was needed. When Ratchet found nothing wrong with Barricade except for slightly elevated Allspark Radiation spikes, he only had her close up once again, "You're very lucky Starscream." The Autobot CMO stated. He paused when he noticed Starscream had moved away, "You could have done untold damage to her Spark chamber."

"I did go to the academy, you know." Starscream defended, leaning on the wall behind him. "I'm not a complete idiot."

Ratchet then headed closer to Jazz, "Let's get readings from you as well and compare them," Jazz opened her torso for the medic, allowing him to get what readings he wanted. Radar and Typhoon caught his attention, "I'm curious, however. How and when Typhoon was conceived?" he asked, nodding to the infants in general.

"It may have been while other the two were being delivered, it may have been afterwards, no one really knows. The fact of the matter is that the Allspark and Barricade's Spark apparently conceived her. That alone should tell us something," A new voice said, having walked in moments after the meeting had started.

Miles looked to the newcomer, it being Ramjet. "Can't you do like a DNA test or something to confirm where Typhoon originated from?" he asked, curious. "Like isn't there a way to tell Allspark Sparklings from…" the young man suddenly paused, unsure how to go about asking, "er… made ones?"

"I can, but I haven't yet, why do you ask?" Ratchet asked.

Miles shrugged, "Well, Typhoon looks like 'Star and Barricade. Are you sure they didn't manage to conceive her with the Allspark?"

Starscream and Barricade both looked at Miles. Conception to birth wasn't that fast, but given the unknowns of the situation, Starscream nodded with a shrug. It couldn't hurt, "Try testing her,"

Ratchet reached for Typhoon, flipping her and lightly urged her to open her chest for him. From there, one of his digits formed into a needle looking object and he lowered it to Typhoon's Spark, extracted something and then pulled his hand away. After several seconds, Ratchet's optic ridges shot up in surprise. "Well, well, well…"

"What? What is it?" Starscream asked, pushing himself off the wall with his elbows.

"She isn't a direct offspring from Barricade and the Allspark, but of all three," Ratchet looked to Miles, "just as you suspected."

"Well it still tells us basically the same thing we already figured. Besides the fact the Allspark has vanished-" Wheeljack stated.

"Impossible, 'Jack," Ratchet interrupted, "It is impossible for the Allspark to simply vanish."

"Come on, 'Ratch, even you should know that nothing's impossible, only implausible," the engineer gave a hidden grin, "The physical cube or shard or evidence of existence is, sorry to say – gone."

"Well its energy went somewhere, now didn't it?" Ratchet asked, "The question is: Where?"

"To answer your question," Hook started, reaching for Typhoon and picking her up, "as to be expected, all of them have trace Allspark energy. Typhoon's readings show an elevated amount of radiation, but they aren't significant enough to cause that much of an alarm."

"Let me see her." The Engineer held his hand out for her. "I wish Perceptor was here. He has ways to examine I could only dream of."

Their examination surprisingly, so far, reared absolutely no result. They had hoped to find something, some explanation. Her Spark was healthy and her body was fine. Her processors were fully functional. The only difference in her was her unusual color and the runic markings over her body.

"Maybe it's harbored between all of us, including Jazz." Starscream theorized. "Besides, what would we need it for? If you ask me, it's been a bane of our existence for some time. Maybe it is gone, maybe it isn't, but we don't need it so I say stop we worrying about it."

"Only Typhoon has the most amount of radiation and has runes from the Allspark over her body." Ratchet then said, and after a moment in contemplation, he asked, "Is it crazy to assume that she is the result of the vanishing shard?"

"But even Hook says she is perfectly healthy, even if that is the case." Starscream argued.

"Do you know the long term effects from Allspark radiation?" Ratchet asked the Seeker, knowing full well that medically even he knew nothing.

"No." Starscream replied honestly. It was territory even he hadn't explored.

"Neither does anyone else. I suggest monitoring them all until we find out for sure." the Autobot CMO announced.

By now, Typhoon was getting irritated. So far she had been passed twice between Hook and Ratchet, the one her big brother referred to as 'Giant Lemon'. Now she was going to someone else she didn't even know. With what little strength she had, she attempted to pry free from Wheeljack's grasp, screeching and buzzing madly at them showing just what kind of temper she had. Starscream and Barricade both looked at her, anxious that she was upset. When Wheeljack passed his hand in front of her, she bit him. The Engineer pulled his finger back and out of the infant's maw, and shook it in pain. He handed Typhoon off to Barricade who was now reaching for her to comfort her, "I also hear the infamous Soundwave is a femme." Wheeljack laughed, "Just when you think you've heard it all…"

"An' let's not forget Thundacraka!" Jazz laughed.

Starscream glanced at the saboteur and then nodded, "Yes… Since I have become the Supreme, Evil leader of the Decepticons it is apparent that I am hanging-sticky-paper for freaks." Starscream stated sarcastically.

Jazz snorted, doing her best not to laugh at Starscream's description, "You're what? 'Hangin'-sticky-paper'?" Then she laughed. Of all the things for him to come up with… "Dontya mean flypaper or somethin'…?"

"There's a word for creatures like you…" Starscream pointed at Jazz.

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" Jazz challenged.

"I don't know. But when I figure it out you can rest assured that I'll be screaming it as I blow up your base before I take over Earth." The tattooed Seeker replied.

Yes, 'Screamer. You are sticky-paper for freaks...