Servant

by MissCHSparkles

AU. Megatron has successfully conquered Cybertron and now he demands tributes. Unfortunately for a young Prime, he is that tribute and now must become the consort to the emperor and becomes Sparked. By chance, he manages to smuggle his offspring out so that he might experience the freedom his carrier has been denied. But what will happen when Valour's path crosses that of his Sire?

15. Chapter 15

Author's note. Written by me and the-writing-mew.

Sorry for the wait.

Enjoy and please review.

The next morning Megatron groaned and mewled when felt that Optimus was still in him and unconscious. They slept together after an amazing session of passionate lovemaking. He purred contently not wanting to let go his unconscious lover and enjoying him deeply buried in him...

...before the door of Optimus' quarters opened and saw him the two mechs he never expected to see so early..!

Ultra Magnus and Alpha Trion!

Luckily Optimus was unconscious and will remain like this for a while. Alpha Trion stopped dead, his optics widening in shock before he started spluttering.

"What are you doing here?"

Megatron grimaced, this was not a position he wanted to be caught in by his mate's creators. However, he simply hissed.

"Shh, you'll wake Optimus."

"Megatron, this is not appropriate," Magnus said, not looking happy at all.

"Did you sneak in here and force yourself on him?" the older Mech demanded and Megatron's optics flashed at the hypocrisy.

"I snuck in but for your information, I'm the one whose been fragged," he snapped making them stare.

"You expect us to believe that?" Alpha Trion said hotly making Megatron said sarcastically. "Do you want me to throw back the covers?"

"No," Ultra Magnus said quickly before the other could say anything else. "No, we'll take your word for it."

"Good, no point in us returning your favour," Megatron said and the other two flushed.

"This...still isn't how courting works," Ultra Magnus stated after clearing his throat.

"Oh, I would imagine a lot of bots would disagree," Megatron said with a smirk. "You really think most couples don't sneak out to see each other?"

As Alpha Trion looked very disapproving at the notion, Ultra Magnus seemed to accept this logic.

"I'm glad I did come," Megatron now said. "Because apart from the obvious, he needed comfort."

"What do you mean?" the large blue Autobot asked, he had a bad feeling about this.

"He knows how he was conceived," Megatron said bluntly. "And I would strongly advise you to abandon that practice. The Decepticons used to insist that their queen be a virgin but when I took Optimus, I had no problem with the fact he might have had experience. Besides, what would you have done if Optimus proved himself to be worthy of becoming the next Magnus?"

Alpha Trion paled and Ultra Magnus seemed shell shocked.

"How many Magnuses have you fragged, Councilmech?" Megatron insisted.

Ultra Magnus looked uncomfortable; yes, his son would have become in the next Magnus but... What if Alpha Trion tried to...?

...and what if his beloved creation had become Magnus and he wasn't there to protect him from being raped by his own sire?!

"How dare you, you insolent-!" The eldest tried but a deep frown and snarl from Megatron stopped him.

"Answer me! How many, Alpha Trion?!" Hissed Megatron between gritted denta.

"Since the Magnus' system was implemented..." Optimus's carrier answered while paling at the idea of his son in that position with his sire... Ignoring completely Alpha Trion's enraged optics directed at him.

He was a virgin, Optimus was a virgin... Many in the elites are virgins, dedicating their lives to the service of Cybetron and its empire.

"How dare you?!" Hissed the eldest who seemed ready to attack the shocked Magnus, but this one reacted faster and took him by the neck with heated and enraged optics.

Megatron seemed surprised, the last time he saw Ultra Magnus this upset was when he took Optimus from him.

"I swore under my son's name that you wouldn't use me again... That you wouldn't hurt my son... You know what you would have done if OUR son became Magnus!"

"Then you should have told me before I sired him and he wouldn't have become a servant, a simple Magnus... Megatron's whore! He would have become a Senator!" Roared Alpha Trion while trying to get rid of the strong, tight grip against his neck.

Megatron and Ultra Magnus frowned in rage, they were livid and both say in unison:

"Don't you dare to talk about Optimus like that!"

...and speaking about Optimus, he could sleep through a war, all the commotion around him was nothing to his audios as he was lulled by his mate's spark pulse.

"You don't know him, don't you dare to speak about him like that!" The Magnus roared in the shocked face of the sire of his sparkling. "He's perfect, precious and everything you will never be! And I am glad I kept him away from you!"

He glared furiously at the elder Mech who looked both alarmed and defiant at the same time while Megatron felt equally angry. Alpha Trion had no right to say such things about Optimus, even if he hadn't been his son, he was definitely none of the things he'd just been accused of.

"You don't deserve him," Ultra Magnus now said. "You don't deserve to be his Sire, or indeed, his son's grandsire. I've a good mind to ban you from seeing either of them."

"You can't do that, I haven't finished teaching them," Alpha Trion exclaimed shrilly.

"I don't care, I'll teach them myself if I must!" Ultra Magnus declared loudly. "Especially if it keeps them from..."

Knock knock!

All three Mechs froze and glanced towards the door as it started to open. Not knowing who was coming in, Ultra Magnus automatically released Alpha Trion who rubbed at his throat with a glare as the door opened to reveal..."

"Hi!"

"Valour," Megatron exclaimed as his son beamed at him. "What are you doing here?"

"Daddy promised to have breakfast with me," Valour explained, hurrying over. "I didn't know you'd be here Sire."

"Ah...I came over as a surprise," Megatron said quickly, lifting his son into the air before setting him against his chest. "Your carrier is still sleeping, little one."

"He looks tired," Valour declared after looking over at his carrier. "Grandsire, grandpapa, are you guys coming for breakfast too."

"No...we will leave you all in private," Ultra Magnus said quickly, taking hold of Alpha Trion's arm. "We just came by for a quick visit and to tell Optimus that we'll be showing him the ballroom later. You should all come and get acquainted with it."

"We'll do that," Megatron said with a nod as Magnus smiled warmly at his grandchild.

"Good, we'll see you later then, just comm us," Magnus said before hurrying Alpha Trion away.

"Are they okay?" Valour questioned.

"They're fine," Megatron assured him. "There's a lot of preparations for this ball, I think they might be a little stressed."

"Oh," Valour said with a nod, that made sense.

Megatron smiled, saying. "Why don't you run a bath for Optimus? We could all have one together."

"Okay," Valour said brightly as his sire let him down and rushed off into the lush bathroom.

Megatron looked lovingly at Optimus and caressed his helm before remembering what that decrepit imbecile said...

...he called Optimus his whore!

His own sire sees him like one!

"Was I such a bad mate to you that everyone saw you like my unhappy toy?" He asked the unconscious mech while his spark hurt with the idea.

Then he took a breath and walked towards a small dispenser, charged a cube and walked back to the berth. Then took Optimus onto his lap and petted his face gently while trying to make him react.

It was a surprise he hadn't awaken with all the noise they were doing before Valour came and he wondered why.

"Come on, Optimus... Love...?" He tried once again and the red and blue mech seemed to stir finally. "Drink this..." He say putting the edge of the cube on those gorgeous lips and watched the other drink.

Optimus finally onlined his optics and smiled at him warmly before taking the cube from Megatron's hand and drink for himself... Until Megatron lifted him up bridal style and took him to the bathroom.

"Our son has prepared a nice bath for us..." The emperor said and added when saw Optimus' sudden shocked expression. "Its okay...he saw nothing." Then kissed his nose while entering the bathroom where Valour waited for them.
...

Slipstream walked around looking for her intended before hearing two bots arguing.

She hid and watched how the Magnus struggled with her mentor and succeeded in dragging him somewhere.

"I should banish you forever from MY family!" The Magnus hissed.

"You can't... I will not allow it!" The other cried while being pushed around.

"No?! Watch me!"

"I will... I will kill you if you try!" The eldest threatened which only resulted in him being pushed through a door before this one closed behind them and the locks activated.

Slipstream looked amazed at the dominance show the Magnus gave and now was putting her audio against the door to hear what was happening in the other side.

She could hear things breaking and then a loud, deaf sound before a groan and a moan... And the cry of: "I'll make you pay...oooh!"

"I will make you pay for the way you speak and think about OUR son! You glitch!" That was the Magnus.

Pum-pum-pum like sounds were heard now along with the Councilmech's cries.

"You will abandon this stupid tradition towards a new Magnus...and WILL change the way you see our son!" Said the Magnus.

The femmling seemed confused, but it was obvious that the Consort's carrier was dominating the elder. She was about to stick her audio to hear more again when-

"What are you doing there, little girl?" A massive black, purple and golden spider asked her from her position on the wall.

Slipstream almost yelped in surprise, she had not noticed Elita One's approach.

"I uh...," she stammered before saying honestly. "I was looking for Valour."

"You're his Femmefriend, aren't you?" the spider said in a very amused tone.

Slipstream knew this was due to the fact that Autobot Sparklings rarely got together meaning many Autobot adults found Valour and Slipstream's relationship adorable. Since she knew Elita One wasn't trying to be mean, she simply said.

"Yes, we're betrothed."

The spider shook its head and climbed down before transforming smoothly.

"That still seems strange to me," she admitted, glancing at the door Ultra Magnus and Alpha Trion had disappeared into to. "Most Autobots sparklings wouldn't even consider it."

"It's not set in stone," the little Sparkling assured her. "If Valour falls in love with someone else, I'll let him go."

"But you're hoping he won't?" Elita asked knowingly and Slipstream had to nod. She was sure her feeling would never change and while she knew Valour didn't feel that strongly towards her, she hoped that one day he would. Right now, he cared a great deal for her and wished to protect her from undesirable suitors, he was so noble that way. But like her carrier assured her, there was plenty of time for him to return her love.

"Well, you've got time to work out your feelings," Elita said reasonably before nodding at the door. "It would probably be a good idea to leave them in peace, I doubt Valour's in there."

"The Magnus is dominating Alpha Trion," Slipstream stated matter-of-factly, making Elita blink in surprise.

"That's one way of putting it," she murmured. "You haven't seen them...together, have you?"

"No," Slipstream stated. "But Ultra Magnus is very dominating, he puts that old Mech in his place. He can be mean sometimes."

Elita didn't answer, she didn't know the old Councilmech well enough to form an honest opinion. Instead, she said.

"Do you want me to call Optimus, see if he knows?"

"Please," Slipstream said gratefully as they started walking along the corridor.

"So, Valour huh," Elita continued as she watched the femmling walk gracefully like something she'd never witnessed before. "How you really feel for him?"

"I love Valour."

The little seeker answered so sure of herself that the spider had to nod. "Are you sure about that? I mean, aren't you too young for this things?"

A shake of her head answered Elita and once again she said: "I love him..." Then stopped and looked down at the floor. "I really do..."

Elita looked down at the sparkling and at how she bit her lower lip with a sad expression.

"He's not like me," Continued Slipstream. "He can't understand fully... Just that if I'm without him it will make me sad... And he doesn't wants to feel guilty..." Her voice almost broke and she took an intake. "He's too... Innocent... He cannot see how much I..."

This time she broke in silent tears and Elita felt sorry for her.

When normal sparklings must be worrying about their toys and creators, this one was about spark matters; Optimus told her that Starscream's daughter was too intelligent for her welfare and worried more about adult matters than youngling's ones. He also told her that when they broke, Slipstream fell in depression.

'Just what kind of sparkling this is? If she is a sparkling at all.' Wondered herself Elita.

"Valour's a good kid, and as you said, too young to understand," Elita started and the seekerlet didn't even looked up. "I believe most mechs are like that, even when adults they never mature." Then knelt in front of the femmling and lifted up her chin. "But you know what? You're a femme, intelligent by nature, beautiful and graceful... And can learn how to manipulate mechs... Make them turn their optics to you and you only.. Make Valour see you as if there is no other more beautiful and gorgeous than you... Make him want to have you... To desire you and no one else."

Slipstream's tears stopped but now she was flushing as the spider lady continued.

"He will not know what hit him, he will think on you, even when alone in bed and when he offlines his optics; but you, my dear friend, you must make sure to... Catch his attention."

Wide red optics looked up as if they swallowed the information as if her processor was a dry sponge before she say: "Seduce him?"

Elita blinked. This femmling was indeed intelligent for her size and age... She knew what that word means!

The adult femme smirked down at her then say; "I believe we must have a femme-talk... Leave Valour for now, he must be busy with his carrier... I believe you must learn some tricks..." Then blinked down at the sparkling.

"Like using few armour?" Slipstream said looking up and down at her. "I dunno if I can do that..."

The smirk in Elita's face widened. "No one says you must do this in public...just for your Valour when you're older and have more curves... And of course, when you're sure his optics are on you or will be."

Nodding Slipstream say: "Are you trying to call someone's attention, then?"

Elita shook his head and answered; "No... I had more armour when I was normal, before I became techno-organic... This is just... The consequence of being half organic and mechs love it.. That is why I use to be around like a spider... It can be embarrassing."

Once again Slipstream nodded before saying: "You're beautiful," Making Elita look down at her in surprise. "I hope one day I can be as beautiful as you so Valour can look at me as more than just a friend."

Silence followed as they walked towards a silent place in the gardens where no one will disturb them. Then Elita speak again: "Beauty is not all you need, it's the first thing the optic sees, yes, but you also need to how to channel your intelligence, my friend."

Slipstream nodded, she did want Valour to appreciate her intelligence. However, she still had a question.

"It's not tricking him is it?" she asked in concern. "I don't want him to bond with me only to fall in love with someone else."

"It's not tricking," Elita assured her. "If you lied to him, saying you were pregnant with his child or said you were in danger unless he bonded with you, that would be tricking him into being with you. But it's perfectly normal to show a potential partner your best assets. If you were both older and Valour was properly interested in bonding with you, he would be making himself physically attractive and wanting to demonstrate why he'd make a good mate."

This seemed to make sense to the little Seeker and she imagined what it would be like to have Valour openly courting her, trying to make her fall in love with him. Oh, what a wonderful feeling that would be.

"There's another thing you should know," Elita now said. "Having qualities like beauty and intelligence are just part of becoming a couple. You must also be able to have fun with each other, to want to spend most of your time with each other but also able to allow the other freedom. For instance, if Valour liked to go circuit racing and you didn't, you wouldn't forbid him doing it. The same goes for him, it's normal for couples to have a few interests that the other doesn't have although hopefully you would still share a lot in common."

"I understand," Slipstream stated as Elita smiled.

"Good girl," she said, patting her head. "There will be some things you discover for yourself as you learn about relationships, every couple is different. For now you can be Valour's friend, that's what a young sparkling like him needs but later..."

"Later...he will see me as his real femmefriend?" Slipstream said hopefully.

"That's right," Elita stated before adding. "I've never seen any sparkling walk so gracefully as you do."

"Really?" Slipstream said in delight. "Alpha Trion says I still haven't quite got it."

"Well, I'm not expert but I think you do," Elita said, maybe Alpha Trion was trying to keep his student on her toes. "Optimus told me you're all going to a ball."

"Yeah," Slipstream sighed, not sounding very enthusiastic. "And my Sire and his families going to be there."

"Your...sire?" Elita asked carefully. She knew about Skyfire because Optimus told her and also knew how much Slipstream feared him to hurt her.

The femmling nodded before they both took a seat. Then Slipstream called a servant and ordered him to bring them the breakfast. "He hates us because we're not shuttles," Finally answered her grimly.

Elita smiled sadly and decided to change the subject. "Many other bots will be there, I believe you can have lots of fun if you permit yourself that."

Slipstream just nodded before their breakfast arrived.

"Hey, cheer up, is a beautiful day, and you just learned how to get Valour's attentions," Elita blinked an optic at her counterpart making her giggle.
...

"Oohh... Star... Ahh...yes...!" Moaned the large shuttle as the Air Commander rode vigorously his thick and long spike.

"Ooh... Ohh Sky... I'm...ohhh!" His valve clamped hard around that intrusion, imprisoning it and not allowing a single drop of the other's transfluid escape... However both of their tights were a mess because the seeker was so wet it coated them all and even created a small puddle of his lubricants onto the hard surface they used for their passion.

Both lovers gasped and panted before their hungry mouths met and Skyfire's spike twitched inside Starscream as if begging for another round...

He didn't know how they ended like this, just that Starscream demanded to see him and soon they were in each other... He was not complaining at all.

Starscream started rolling his hips and moaning into the kiss as he resettled his valve and soon this one was fluttering around Skyfire and lubricating more. "I missed you...so much...you big lugnut!" Moaned the seeker and gasped when Skyfire trust up again getting aflame his inner and hidden nodes.. Nothing was hidden for Skyfire... His spike can find where to touch easily.

"Missed you too," whispered Skyfire back. "Always."

Starscream made a mewing noise, he wanted his mate so much and being with him like this only inflamed this desire. It had been worth waiting until they arrived back on Cybertron to relieve himself, there was no better lover than Skyfire. He gasped as his nodes were hit again and again, oh, he'd missed this so much. His optics turned practically turned white as his overload built and built until it finally exploded and he howled his pleasure.

Skyfire soon came with a grunt and then a groan, his hot transfluid completely filling up his Seeker lover. Starscream collapsed down on his mate and panted heavily, feeling Skyfire's hands gently resting on his aft. It took some time but eventually, they regained their senses and Skyfire started stroking his lover's aft as Starscream said.

"That was amazing."

"It always is," Skyfire said with a smile. "I just wish..."

"We could see each other more often," Starscream finished for him. "I know Sky but our children have to be comfortable about it first."

"I know but...they are never going to accept me," Skyfire said miserably, making Starscream frown.

"They will accept you," he declared. "You have a chance at the upcoming ball to show them the affection and concern they need. But above all, show them that you love them regardless of what your family thinks."

"I'll try," Skyfire sighed, he was worried that he would fail. Whereas he was always at ease with Starscream, with Sparklings, even his own, he just never knew how to act. He always became stiff and formal with them, he found it so hard to relax among them. Perhaps because he was afraid of hurting them again, it was like if he moved, one of them would fall.

"Just follow my lead," Starscream advised. "You could always sit down and let them climb on you, that would help them relax."

"I'm sure I'll make an amusing sight," Skyfire said wryly.

"You'll make a handsome sight," Starscream assured him, kissing the shuttle. "And it gives you an opportunity to show off, how many noble Autobots have the number of children you do?"

"Not many," Skyfire admitted with a chuckle before sighing.

"Still thinking about that shuttle?" Starscream asked softly. Skyfire loved their children but secretly, he'd always wanted a little shuttle of his own.

"Star..." He worriedly started and the other smirked.

"Just kidding," The seeker assured him lowering his lips onto the others and started moving his hips again in a rolling motion.

Skyfire knew that the medic warned them what may happen to Starscream if he carries again... The high risk...

...however now, in the middle of their passion he found himself unable to check if Starscream was using protection... And his seeker started riding him again...oh!

Hours later they were cleaning each other and ordering the office they used... Especially the desk.

"I hope we can repeat that..." Purred Starscream in post haze bliss. His valve tingled and he felt warm inside. "I feel I can float now..."

Skyfire chuckled and kissed his cheek before the door unlocked and a tall, old shuttle mech entered. His stoic look hardened when those blue optics landed on Starscream.

The magic was broken and Starscream frowned too at this mech. Luckily Sky and him were presentable now.

"Typical of seekers," Sneered with venom the older mech looking at the smaller mech from head to toes. "Skyfire, if you're done playing to be... A seeker, I need you now." Then shot a hard, not friendly at all, look at Starscream.

Definitely this mech believed himself to be a pure blood god... Skyfire's grandsire.

Starscream just smirked at him and kissed his lover deep and passionately. "I'll see you around..." He said before walking away.

However, before he was out of hearing range he heard the old shuttle call him: "Flying whore."

And this is the mech who called his perfect daughter filthy and unworthy... This is the mech that made Skyfire shiver in fear... It is him the true reason why Slipstream hates her sire and poisoned her brothers' minds into hating and fearing him as well.

"Why do you persist in seeing that...thing," Skyfall demanded. "You produced nine offspring via him and yet none of them is a shuttle, not one. He is clearly useless as a pro-creator."

Skyfire sighed, he had heard it all before. And he was sure he knew what his grandsire would say next.

"The only good thing is that you have not bonded with him," Skyfall declared with cold relief.

"I am lucky to have so many children," Skyfire said quietly. "I am sad that it is unlikely Star will ever have another sparkling again but my children do carry the shuttle code, they might produce shuttles themselves."

"If they take after they're carrier, I highly doubt it," sneered Skyfall contemptuously.

"Then perhaps it would make sense if I carried," Skyfire suggested, he had sometimes thought about it but he already knew Skyfall's response.

"Carry!?" Skyfall almost shrieked in outrage. "Are you a Femme? No grandson of mine is going to act like a common breeder, no, you will do no such thing."

"Then my chances of having a shuttle sparkling are very low," Skyfire stated, it wasn't impossible but he sadly doubted it would happen.

"Perhaps then," Skyfall stated, his tone taking on a cruelly crude edge. "You should pound your whore a little harder and seal him up until he produces a suitable heir."

"Grandsire!" Skyfire exclaimed in shock. Sealing up Starscream meant inserting a plug into his valve and locking it in place until he carried. It had been a common practice back in the day, carriers were kept locked up in chambers where they were thoroughly fragged and after each session, had a plug inserted to prevent the escape of any transfluid or coding. This would continue until they carried and it ensured the purity of the carrier, unaffected by any other lover.

Skyfall just offered him a cold smirk.

"What? Does he offer his services to others, grandson?"

"No, he does not," Skyfire said, a hard edge of his voice. "Starscream is faithful to me and I to him. He is a good creator and he cares for our sparklings all on his own. I should be there with him, teaching my children our ways."

"Teaching seekers to be shuttles?" Skyfall snorted. "They will never be good enough."

"They already are," Skyfire retorted, muttering. "And they will prove it soon enough."

"Where are you going?" Skyfall demanded as his grandson headed for the door.

"I have things to do," Skyfire said shortly, he could not bare to be in his grandsire's presence any more.

For his family, a shuttle mech must be dominant, that means he was not going to carry ever if his family can prevent it.

The Autobot shuttles believed that if a dominant mech carried his status will lower and that is why Skyfall will never allow Skyfire to carry.

There are many secrets about his family, many things that will horrify even the hardest mech... Thinks he never discussed with Starscream or anyone.

He flied back his palace and then walked through an ornate door that ended in a beautiful crystal garden. The fountains flowed and the sound of water filled the place...

...however it was not a happy place at all.

He sighed when his optics caught the femmes his family held as practically prisoners, walking here and there as mindless drones, some were carrying, others were just sitting and looking at the ground; not one dared to look up into the skies.

"Carrier." Skyfire exclaimed at the sight of a beautiful light blue and aqua coloured femme that sat at the edge of one of the fountains and looked at the water flowing endlessly not even recognizing her son...

...and she was carrying again.

The shuttle mech hugged her against his chest and let the tears flow as he thought about her situation. He dearly hoped for her to carry a shuttle this time, if she carried a grounder again the sparkling will be killed without a second thought.

It happened before and long ago before he was created when shuttle femmes became scarce and finally extinguished, and so far no shuttle femme was conceived. A long tradition he hated, take poor femmes and practically enslave them to breed shuttles.

He loved his mother, but after being used for so long by his sire and have most of her sparklings slaughtered, she was not the same anymore; besides, even if he was a perfect shuttle, she was not allowed to see him and he was raised by his sire and grandsire as their laws stated. But once he was strong enough he sneaked in to see his mother, his spark called for her...

...and not just him but many of his cousins thought the same but no one dared to defy Skyfall.

"How you feel today, mom?" He asked gently and caressed her beautiful and unresponsive face. She wasn't even answering or responding or reciprocating his embrace. It was as if she was not there at all.

He'd seen her cry and try to escape, but was useless, just as it was when he tried to save the non-shuttle sparklings that were killed by Skyfall himself when they were out from their carriers.

Many femmes didn't survived. Carry a shuttle is not easy, if one of them carried one it was like a death sentence. His mother however carried him and survived, she was strong, and for his family was useful and valuable.

She was carrying again and that means his sire was visiting her again and will possibly return soon, so, he lifted her up on his lap and hugging her he started rocking her back and forth while humming a lullaby.

"You should see your granddaughter, mom, she's perfect...and beautiful as you are... And so strong...I'm so proud of her.. But she fears and hates me..." He said hoarsely.

"I made some stupid mistakes...and since she's not a shuttle, the family rejected her and I didn't stand by her," he continued sadly. "I don't know why I didn't...maybe I was afraid of them...or maybe I was afraid of them getting hold of her and turning her into a monster. I don't know..."

She didn't say anything, he hadn't really expected her to. He hoped that deep down, she was there was listening to what he said, that she was only projecting a mask to protect herself. He continued as though she'd indicated that he should.

"She's a true first born, she takes charge of her brothers and can be strict with them but no one can deny that she loves them dearly, she's always standing up for them. They might not be as advanced as she is but they're all special little Mechs and I know that when they're grown, they will take the world by storm. But I haven't told you the most interesting part yet."

Making sure she was comfortable, he whispered.

"Slipstream is betrothed to bond with the Decepticon Emperor's first born son, can you imagine? He defended her and now they are betrothed. Of course, they're very young so things may change but Starscream told me that this little Valour means to protect her from bots that would try to force her into a bonding. See how much she's loved?"

His mother didn't respond.

"She would love you so much," Skyfire continued sadly. "I think she would even stand up to Skyfall."

This did cause a reaction although it was only a shiver, he knew she'd reacted to the name.

"One day I'll take you away from here," he promised her. "You'll be free and you'll be able to see your grandchildren. You could play together, make energon goodies, read them stories, comfort them, whatever you desired. What do you think about that mom?"

No answer.

"Things will get better, you'll see," he told her. "And no matter what, I would love dearly any sibling you'd give me."

He continued rocking her back and forth and caressed her swollen belly while humming again for her. He could feel his little brother inside her and smiled sadly.

"I hope it's a healthy mech," Skyfire said while kissing her forehead without noticing that a shadow was engulfing them. "I know it's a mech so far... But is too early to say if it will be a shuttle... I just want you and my little brother to be happy," He added before someone cleared his voice behind them.

The young mech turned to face his sire. His expression dark.

"I just came to see mom... I can see your recent work on her," Skyfire said not really wishing to leave her at his sire's mercy.

The eldest's frown deepened but say nothing.

"I'll see you later, mom, you look gorgeous," Skyfire said before kissing her cheek and leave her where and how he found her, then bowed respectfully to his sire and walked away with a heavy spark.

Watching his creation walk away, Skystrike then walked towards his femme and took her in his arms bridal style.

"Moonbeam..." He whispered as he lowered her on a soft berth in the garden, then kissed her. "I'm sorry you're going through this... But it will over soon... I know... I can feel it... Soon your mind and our creations will be free!" He whispered and this time her optics leaked warm tears.

"I love you... Primus... But I'm such a coward!" He cried against her chest.

What no one knew was that Skystrike provoked this catatonic state in her to protect her from further harm after she almost committed suicide when their last sparkling was killed by Skyfall and after she tried to escape with Skyfire. "It was to protect her..." Was this shuttle's mantra, but now he wasn't so sure she will ever awake as his sire forced him to rape her body to produce offspring.

"Somehow I know our son is the key..." He whispered and hugged her tight.

Other femmes walked around like mindless drones, but what Skyfall, nor Skyfire among others didn't know was that it was more than just depression what kept them like this. Many of his cousins loved their femmes and begged him to do the same he did for Moonbeam to his femmes... And even then many didn't survived causing a huge depression in their shuttle mates.

However many others were just in depression and if they are unable to produce a sparkling due to their state of mind, they will be killed without a second thought.

His sire for example, Skyfall had many femmes, and killed many others because he declared them useless.

But for others this was cruel and must stop...but how? Skyfall is too powerfull.
...

The Magnus' Estate...

"...ah!" Slipstream sneezed and took more of her tea as she watched her brothers, friends and the Consort practice their lesson.

It was late and her mentor had not come yet. She practiced the last he taught her but now she needed his supervision.

"I never thought I will think that," She said bitterly to herself.

Elita has gone to a walk around the gardens and she was sure she caught a glimpse of a flash but shrugged it off. The Emperor returned to Kaon after her carrier came and asked him who was attending the throne.

She sighed and shook her head.

"Slipstream?" a voice said near her and she turned to see Valour standing there, looking concerned. "You okay?"

"Yeah," she said as he carefully sat down next to her. She poured him a cup of tea and he politely sipped it.

"Dad says we can have a proper party after the ball," he told her encouragingly. "And we can be as messy as we like."

She smiled and said.

"That sounds good, I just want to get this ball over with. But I need more instruction and your grandsire isn't here."

"Yeah, that's strange," Valour admitted, looking around as though Alpha Trion might appear out of nowhere. "Wonder where he is."

"I think he's with Ultra Magnus," Slipstream said causally, she doubted Valour wanted to know what they were doing in private. "He might not come today."

"Really?" Valour exclaimed. "So...what should we do while we wait?"

Slipstream considered this as she elegantly sipped some more tea, it was a good brew at least. Finally, she asked softly.

"Would you like to dance?"

"Okay," Valour said with a shrug and she smiled. "A seeker dance."

"What's that?" he asked, looking at her.

"I'll show you," she said, setting her cup down and offered him her hand. He placed his cup down before accepting her hand and following her as she led him into a clear area. She turned and assumed the position that Alpha Trion had taught her and Valour did the same. However, when he grasped her waist and hand, she suddenly activated her thrusters and he gasped.

"You do the same," she said with a smile and he did so although not as smoothly as her.

Soon, they had lifted into the air and with her guidance, started to slowly circle. Valour stared in wonder as this happened as he whispered.

"Is this a Seeker dance?"

"Yeah," she said with a nod. "We dance in the air."

She pushed gently away from him and did a twirl while still holding one of his hands.

They were rolling and giggling for a while, she flied around him displaying her wings at Valour and then swirled and grabbed his hand again to turn him around.

On the ground Optimus, the seeker sparklings and Bumblebee were watching with a smile... Except perhaps for Optimus who knew her intentions towards his son.

'They are playing...' He tried to tell himself before the yellow and orange seekerlet floated in front of him.

"Consort... We must practice," Said Sunstorm obviously trying to take his sights from his sister and fiancée.

"Y- yeah..." The worried carrier said before continuing.

Meanwhile, up in the air, Slipstream and Valour continued dancing and minutes later they were flying away from the others towards another much more private place in the gardens.

"Uh?" Slipstream noticed something on the ground and stopped dancing.

"What?" Valour tried seeing his friend has stopped dancing and looked down too. "Is that Elita?" He say and his friend hissed at him.

"Shh...! She's with someone!"

Valour covered his mouth and wide opened his optics as she silently descended on a nearby tree. He was following her soon.

The sparklings saw the spider with a black and gold mech. Slipstream's optics widened when noticing her gestures with him and his look towards her body. "I knew she was trying to call someone's attentions!" She hissed in happy realization; then started pulling Valour away. "Come on, let's go back."

The mechling looked at the couple once more before asking his friend. "Are they going to kiss?"

"Umm... Perhaps... Now, let's go!" She insisted and soon they were running back with their people.
...

Bumblebee brought a trail with some nice and delicious crystals for everyone when someone... Or better say, something stepped on his way...

...a huge green bug and was... Was it sniffing?!

'Maybe it wants the sweet crystals..' He thought while shaking in fear. 'I've never knew that in this gardens existed such big... Bugs!'

The bug reached closer and sniffed at him completely ignoring the sweets before backing up and looked at the little sparkling in shock.

"Who...you?" the green bug suddenly asked and Bumblebee gasped in shock.

"You...you talk!" he exclaimed as it dimly entered his shocked and rather scared mind that Elita hadn't been the only techno-organic to come back.

"Yessss," the massive being before him agreed. "Who you?"

"B-bumblebee," the little bot managed to stammer.

"Who creators?" the older Mech now demanded.

"A-ambassador Shockwave and Blurr," Bumblebee stated, he really didn't understand this.

The other nodded as though he suddenly understood something. "Wasp smell him..."

"Smell who?" Bumblebee asked. "What are you talking about?"

"Not important," Wasp said softly before noticing that the yellow sparkling was trembling a bit. "Wasp no harm Sparkling. Wasp sorry for scaring you."

"That's okay," Bumblebee said breathlessly. "Uh...do you want a sweet crystal?"

He held up the tray for the other's inspection.

"Maybe later," Wasp stated, glancing around.

"Where you...looking for someone?" Bumblebee questioned, lowering the tray. "The Consort is just along this path, I was bringing this tray to him and the others."

"Wasp...see Consort," the larger bot replied and Bumblebee led the way.

"Wasp," Optimus explained in surprised when they arrived. "I wasn't expecting to see you here."

He saw Bumblebee quickly scooting over to the table, he looked a little shell shocked. Optimus frowned and asked.

"What happened?"

"Me recognise smell," Wasp explained.

"Smell?"

"His smell...Longarm's smell," Wasp continued in a strange voice.

"Longarm...," Optimus began before realising. Bumblebee was Shockwave aka Longarm's son and with Wasp's new abilities, he could recognise the scent of his lover's offspring. And was probably reminded of what he had lost.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently.

Wasp shrugged, watching as the sparklings crowded Bumblebee's tray.

"Wasp no forget...but Wasp soon have lots of sparklings. Wasp glad to see healthy sparkling."

"Bumblebee's a very sweet Sparkling," Optimus said softly. "He's one of my son's best friends. He would have loved a little sibling,"

His friend simply nodded his agreement.

"So," Optimus said, deciding to change the subject. "What are you doing here?"

"Wasp looking...for someone," Wasp said hesitantly. "Wasp see Elita."

"Ohh... Right...umm.. She's around the garden and... I don't know if she's ready to see someone else yet..." Optimus tried remembering what Elita told him yesterday...

...she was happy because she met a nice mech who had no problems at all with her appearance and realised her feelings... And somehow this mech made her feel better. Optimus knew she was now with him because Slipstream just took Valour with her and putting two and two together... Besides he doubted she was alone now.

But of course he will not say that to Wasp. After all Megatron told him that the green bug liked the spider A Lot... A lot like fighting with Hotrod for her.

As he processed this and a way to shoo Wasp away from Elita and her new friend, Optimus noticed that he was hovering around and sniffing the air.

"Umm..Wasp...?" The Prime tried but seconds took the bug to fly away towards a certain location without another word. "Frag!" He cursed.

"You will get your mouth washed...," Slipstream said from behind him holding Valour's hand.

"Uhh..." He tried but Valour spoke:

"We saw 'lita... She was with her mechfriend," The sparkling said matter-of-factly and so fast that it surprised his intended and carrier. However he continued. "They were going to kiss, that is why Slipstream pulled me away, right? Because it's private?" He said and she nodded with wide optics.

Optimus looked at the place Wasp disappeared in worry and hoped everything will be ok.
...

Wasp followed his friend's scent and soon found her...

...in femme form...

...with a mech!

A mech who was practically roaming her body with his optics! And she's so innocent and pure that was not even realising it!

He scowled, how dare this Mech try to take advantage of Elita, didn't he know what she had gone through? Buzzing angrily, he stormed forward making both of them jump in surprise.

"Wasp," exclaimed Elita. "What are you doing here?"

"Who him?" Wasp demanding, jabbing in Prowl's direction.

"Uh...this is Prowl," she introduced, not understanding why Wasp looked so angry. "He's a friend..."

"Prowl no look like friend," Wasp accused, advancing slightly on the Cyber Ninja who held up his hands.

"I do not know what I've done to offend you but I assure you, it was not intentional," Prowl stated calmly to the green bug, taking a cautious step back.

"What you want with Elita?" Wasp asked, still buzzing in an angry way.

"To...to be her friend of course," Prowl said in surprise, starting to get an inkling of why this Wasp might be furious with him.

"Wasp, it's okay," Elita tried to soothe. "Prowl's my friend, he's not doing anything wrong."

"He look at you funny," Wasp stated, folding his arms.

"What do you mean?" she said with a frown, glancing at Prowl who just gave her a confused look.

"Wasp," she said again, taking a few steps forward and placing a hand on his shoulder. "I appreciate your concern but I'm really okay. I'm recovering from what happened."

"You are?" he said in amazement, she'd seemed so down the last time he'd seen her.

"Yes," she said with an honest, open smile.

"You sure?" He tried again.

"Yes," Assured him Elita and hugged him. "You're a good friend too..."

Wasp flushed at this and fought with his processor as he didn't know how to react: hug her back or pet her back and head.

However he did know what to do... To look murderously at this other mech who tried to take advantage from his beloved friend. Meanwhile the cyberninja noticed what he was for her... Or wanted to be for her and lifted an optic ridge.

"Maybe is better for me to retire for now, Elita, was nice to see you again," Prowl started and the femme turned at him with worried optics.

"Prowl... It's okay... Wasp is just a friend who tries to protect me..." She said walking towards him and the other mech could watch the green bug's wings rattle in barely contained anger. "You can stay longer..."

Once again Prowl looked at Wasp and this time shook his head. "I can't... He came here to see you too; but I will come back tomorrow if you wish."

Her optics brightened and she nodded.
...

Later that day Wasp was returning to Kaon after Elita told him she felt tired and actually fall asleep.

She insisted that this 'Prowl' was just a friend... But she was giggling in his presence and he was looking at her with barely contained hunger. He shook his head at this, he cannot be jealous of her... He really liked her... But he feared she may never love anyone after what Hotrod did.

A ping in his comlink shook him from his thoughts and he answered before knowing what he was doing:

::Uhh... Wasp?":: A voice asked. ::It is me, First Aid... Ummm...::

"What you want?" Asked Wasp sounding way too annoyed for his taste.

::Uhh... Well... Ummm.. Would you like coming here... And I mean Kaon's palace medbay... We have things to discuss... Umm... Besides.. There's someone here who insists on seeing you.::

Wasp frowned at the young medic's insecurity and flied faster until reaching his destination...

...and there were all his... Femmes?

"Wasp!" One of them squeaked in joy and the others ran to him to hug him.

"Don't leave us again!"

"We love you!"

"We missed you!"

"Where were you?"

He didn't know what was happening but these femmes somehow claimed him as their mate!

"Umm... Ladies, please... Excuse us... I need to speak with Wasp..," First Aid tried but one of them shot the news...

"Love... I'm carrying your child!" Say a light green femme with huge sparkling optics that shone in utter joy.

"Me too!" Said another in the same way.

"Wh-!?" Wasp was petrified... Especially since he used protection!

The other one said the same and her friends all squeaked in joy and patted her back too... the pieces fell in place... This three were the femmes he interfaced with more than once that night!

"Aren't you pleased?" one of them asked, snuggling up to him and looking up with wide optics.

"Wasp...," he began slowly. "Going to be Sire?"

"Yes, Sire of our Sparklings," the second sparked up Femme told him.

He took a moment to process this before saying. "Wasp...very happy to be Sire."

The Femmes all squealed and hugged him, exclaiming excitedly. Wasp looked over at First Aid who said.

"These Sparklings will probably have organic features to them but since the mothers are fully robotic and you are partly robotic, they will be three quarters robotic and only a quarter organic. I imagine they will be very beautiful Sparklings."

All the Femme beamed proudly, even the ones not carrying.

"Wasp look after Sparklings," Wasp promised. "No matter how organic they are."

"You'll be a wonderful sire," one of the Femmes sighed before another said slyly. "We should celebrate."

They all giggled and First Aid blushed.

"I'll uh...I'll just leave you to it," he mumbled, quickly hurrying away.

"Come on," a femme cooed, leading Wasp over to a berth. "We really need you tonight, Wasp."

Wasp felt himself becoming aroused and he wasn't sure if it was the beautiful Femmes or the knowledge that he would soon be a sire, it seemed to satisfy some instinct within him. These Femmes might have been influenced by pheromones but they still knew exactly what they were doing.

...but now that he thought about it, were not his pheromones neutralized so he will not attract more femmes?

That made sense, because he hadn't caught the femme medic Red Alert's attentions...and she is a beautiful femme. So, why are this femmes still with him?

He better ask a femme once their celebration is over.

...

Meanwhile Megatron and Starscream were covering their mouths to hold back their laughs as First Aid and Hook looked daggers at each other.

It didn't took them long before they started mumbling insults at each other... again.

"Decrepit!"

"Sparkling!"

"Rusted tin can!"

"Transfluid code!"

...and so on and on until Ratchet appeared and frowned at them before barking at the duo.

"Enough, both of you, I don't approve either! And my daughter thinks the same, she doesn't wants her great-great-great grandsire as her mate," And watched how the younger snickered. "Nor she wants someone who can easily be her sparkling brother!"

The Emperor and his second snickered in their hiding place...

...however this time they were too loud and First Aid frowned and looked in their direction making the two freeze; however the younger walked towards them and run the curtains revealing them both.

"Umm... hi..." Starscream dared to say before Hook's optics lightened up in a murderous way... closely followed by Ratchet's... they were discovered.

"Uhh...run?" Asked Megatron his friend who was just as petrified as he was... even First Aid's optics resembled those from a demon.

"Good idea," Starscream agreed before the two of them beat an extremely hasty retreat.

"Mechlings," both Ratchet and Hook muttered, how could the Emperor and his Air Commander act so immaturely at times?

They then scowled at each other, not liking to agree on something.

"Red doesn't have time for either of you," Ratchet now declared. "She's got her career and her son to think about."

"But Valour has his real creators now," First Aid pointed out. "She won't be so consumed by that now."

"He's still her son and while Megatron is courting his mate, she's looking after him," Ratchet snapped, causing First Aid to frown.

"I would have happily called him my son if things had gone differently," he declared. "I would still like him to see me as a member of his family, even if it's just as an uncle. I want to court Red Alert."

"Well you can't," was Ratchet's reply, making Hook smile to himself.

"I will ask her and she can decide," the younger Medic said heatedly. "I can offer her a lot more than this old Con right here."

"Like what?" Hook demanded in outrage.

"I can keep up with her, I'm much closer to her age," First Aid began. "You're her boss, I'm her friend, and I can give her Sparklings if she wants them."

"If you're even old enough to give her children," Hook said contemptuously. "She needs a grown Mech, not a Sparkling like you!"

"Neither of you are getting her," Ratchet said again in exasperation and so it continued.

Meanwhile, Megatron and Starscream had decided to relax in a bath house since they'd successfully escaped the irate Medics.

"Who knew that Red Alert was such an attractive Femme," Starscream chuckled, sighing at the hot liquid soothing his body.

"I know, I do not think she has ever been the type to tease Mechs, too focused on her career and then Valour," Megatron agreed with a smile. "And Ratchet does not approve of either of them."

"Mmm," Starscream said lazily, sinking further in.

"How was your little rendezvous with a certain shuttle?" Megatron now asked slyly.

"Ooh, wonderful," sighed the Seeker. "But I still cannot understand how some of these old, wretched Autobots produce such sweet offspring. That Skyfall has Skyfire for a grandson and Alpha Trion has your sweet Optimus and Valour."

"I sometimes wonder that myself," Megatron couldn't help but agree. "You know, I actually couldn't help but go to Iacon to see him."

"You didn't," Starscream said, amused.

"I did, I sneaked into his room and we made love all night," Megatron sighed happily. "He was surprised but definitely wasn't complaining."

"No way, and here I thought you went to SEE him and Valour when I've found you there," Exclaimed the Seeker.

Megatron Smirked, "I've seen my son...and the love of my life...ahh..." He sighed again. "It was wonderful... only thinking about it makes me... wet... and I've never felt like this before..," Said he closing tightly his legs while his processor invaded his whole body with arousal. "My Optimus..."

Starscream shook his head and rolled his optics. "And what happened later? You were in the gardens with him and I couldn't see the Magnus or the High Councilmech anywhere."

At this Megatron grimaced and answered with a scowl. "They found us... in berth... with their son IN me... not a pleasing experience, believe me."

"I can imagine, after all you were courting their son and fragging him I believe was not in the spoken contract; besides, I didn't knew you were such an exhibitionist!"

Megatron moved his lips from side to side. "I'm not trying to follow my creators' in law example, they entered Optimus' quarters without even knocking... Primus, Starscream... do you know those two are together? Urghhh!" Shivered in disgust at the mention of that.

Starscream had a surprised and amused face. "Who would have thought that will happen after what Alpha Trion did to the Magnus... that he will accept the old bastard again..."

"Hmm..," Megatron grunted. "And apparently he'd been doing this since the Magnus' system was implemented... he fragged ALL the Magnuses before Ultra... And Optimus just found out what his sire's been up to;"

Starscream looked at his friend in silent awe. "He was disturbed and then horrified, I'm glad I went to see him, even if it was just to satisfy my hunger, it made him feel better."

"He knows?!" The seeker exclaimed and Megatron nodded. "Poor mech.. oh! Can you imagine what would have happened if he was named Magnus and-"

"Oh, for the love of Primus, Starscream, shut up, don't even mention it!" Interrupted him Megatron and resisted the urge of covering his audios. "Yes, we talked about it, and I mean with his creators... Ultra Magnus was horrified... and then that decrepit imbecile called his own son...he called Optimus a whore!"

Starscream's jaw fell open, he was about to say something but Megatron continued; "I've never seen Ultra Magnus so angry... I was angry myself... how dare he to think like that about his own son!?"

And then he said that the Magnus' position is nothing more than a servant's job and if he'd claimed Optimus before he would have become a Senator..."

Silence passed for a few tense seconds after Starscream spoke again.

"Well, it is true that part of him becoming a Senator... and you might have had it hard when trying to get him all those vorns ago because I highly doubt Alpha Trion would have let him go so easy, especially as he sees the Consort's title as prostitution."

A bell ringed in Megatron's mind at that word... he remembered when the Magnus begged him to go slow with Optimus and that he was not a whore or a pleasurebot, and he replied that he will never prostitute his spark; it seems the Autobots see, indeed that a Consort, a queen as nothing more than a whore...

...well, he all these years only got his pleasure from Optimus and tried to get him with spark and hadn't even give him anything else to do... oh Primus, he WAS a pleasurebot, one who was bonded with him!

He felt bad again.

"And... tell me more, what happened? You all beat the slag out of that old relic?" The seeker broke the silence once again.

"No," Shook his head Megatron, "He was taken by the Magnus to do who knows what."

Starscream moved his mouth to the side and thought for a moment. "Its still hard to believe those two are together now after everything... and that ancient spike still works."

Megatron grimaced and shivered in disgust. "I bet he was lucky when he sparked the Magnus... but I believe that said Magnus is on top now... eww...!" He shivered again at the memory of that mech dripping cum.

"Eww!" Repeated Starscream and shivered too.

The minutes passed and the old friends continued talking about their day with their lovers, their ups and downs and...

"Ohh...!" Starscream suddenly felt hot. "He's the best..." Said obviously referring himself to Skyfire and feeling his valve lubricating under the liquid they were sharing... his inside tightening on nothing.

"My Optimus is so passionate... I think he impales my spark rather than my valve..." Confessed the Emperor as he was in the same state his friend was.

"I miss him..."

"I miss him too..."

Both said hoarsely and unconsciously opened their panels and started touching each other their own parts... Starscream even rolled his hips as his fingers suddenly pierced him. "Ohhh Sky..." He moaned.

Megatron was in the same situation with his own fingers plunged in him. "Optimus... yes..."

They grinned at each other at what they were doing and the seeker spoke first, "When was the last time we self-serviced in front of each other?"

"Before I bonded... before the peace treaty..." He answered and hissed as he found one of his sensitive nodes inside.

Suddenly Starscream unsubspaced something long, thick and ridged and smirked at his friend who did the same.

After his sparklings found his 'serpent' Starscream went with it everywhere... in Megatron's case, this one 'serpent' was the gift Optimus bought him form planet Arcade.

"Nice one..." The leader complimented and Starscream did the same for his own before they took it to their very wet rims...

...before pushing them in at the same time...

"OOH yes," they both groaned in satisfaction, this was what they needed. They had been so close, ever since they were little and when they'd come of age, messing around with each other had made a lot of sense. Of course, ever since they'd found their loves, they had no intention of ever interfacing again but they still didn't see the harm in self servicing in front of one another. They'd done it plenty of times before the peace treaty and would probably do it again.

Funnily enough, both of them suddenly imagined their loves being there and self-servicing too, what a hot image that was.

"You know," gasped Starscream as he massaged the thick 'serpent' in and out of his valve, picturing it was Skyfire's. "I never really thought you'd experiment with your mate."

"What do you mean?" Megatron replied, shifting his legs wider to allow better access.

"You're so dominant," explained Starscream. "And Optimus is more of a sub like me."

"Ah," Megatron said, moaning loudly. "I admit I never really thought of having him in me when I first found him but trust me Starscream, it is wonderful to mix it up sometimes. My Optimus can be so passionate, him being commanding is a sight to behold."

He turned and shot his friend a smirk. "Haven't...AH...you ever spiked Skyfire?"

"A few times," Starscream said slyly. "I'm not a spiker but Skyfire is sometimes in a mood to go against his families traditions so I go on top. Needless to say, I satisfy him just as much as he does me."

"Of course," Megatron agreed with a chuckle as they continued.

"Oh Primus," Starscream moaned. "I haven't felt like this in ages, it's like I need him all the time."

"Same," croaked Megatron, feeling his valve constrict almost painfully around the fake spike as he pictured his beautiful queen. They'd spent a lovely morning together with their son in the bath, just playing and laughing together. No interface or anything of that kind and yet it had been perfect. Just being with his mate and son was enough for him, it was only now that both were away from him did the urgent need grow within him.

Both mechs continued playing with themselves until they muffled their screams of release.

Their valves constricting hardly against the dildos, however something was missing, the utter need of being filled with that delicious and burning liquid their lovers possessed... Their kisses, their presence.

Minutes later they restarted with their games.
...

Sometime later...

"...and remember... Slipstream...?" Asked in a commanding tome Alpha Trion to the seekerlet femme who did her best to 'float' as she was taught.

"To not give my attention to those who doesn't deserves it," Answered the femmling and the elder nodded while examining her particularly...

...all her jewellery must be where it is now... Her armour polished... Her cape, immaculate... Her pose... Perfect. He smirked to himself, he's a master!

Alpha Trion lately worried more about her than his grandson, the little mechling obeyed happily without even scowling, however Slipstream was another thing.

She was doing this for Valour and he used that to make her obey no matter how aggressive she was.. And now he felt proud of himself for teaching practically a school of sparklings etiquette... Especially the brute femmling who was now a lady.

...however he had a feeling that the minor little push will transform her back into the beast she was. He feared that and dearly hoped she controlled herself when faces her sire and grandsire...

... Skyfall.

If they believed him to be a cruel racist, they never met the Autobot shuttle patriarch.

The day has come and the Magnus' estate was beautifully decorated for such purpose, and soon he will introduce his son and grandson... And his fiancée as part of the high class of Autobots.

It was easy to explain why he hadn't raised him, just that he and Magnus were too busy for a sparkling and that they desired his son to have a normal life before becoming into someone else.

Optimus' and Megatron's situation however was harder, hard to explain and hard to make the high class to accept without prejudices... He had post birth depression, he was alone and Megatron was never there for him even after he practically kidnapped Optimus. The high class Autobots then accepted that the Decepticons do things without thinking and pitied Optimus for his fate but thanked him for his sacrifice, after all, most wouldn't have known how to react if their offspring's were claimed by the Decepticon Emperor...

...that even the poor Magnus and Alpha Trion had to shut up and sacrifice their son for their welfare. -no one knew that by then the High Councilmech was oblivious of having a child, they just omitted that piece-

That didn't let Megatron in good looks for the high class Autobots who still sees him as a brute, however they still fear and respect him and his armada. The Emperor will never be one of them, however his mate and son will.

Alpha Trion sighed while thinking in all the diplomatic meetings and tea times he had to endure to make possible that his son and grandson was accepted. But then again his student Slipstream will have to earn her place there since her sire's family rejected and disowned her, and being Valour's betrothed doesn't help in belonging, just like it happened with Megatron.

The elder even suggested to change her red optics for blue ones, she considered it but her carrier almost jumped the Councilmech in rage for putting such ideas in his daughter's mind... So her optics were still red.

"Remember, Slipstream, earn your place, don't try to take it or you will lose it forever," Alpha Trion advised and she nodded. She was so secure herself...

...something that could not be said the same about his son and grandson who were practically shivering in nerves. He frowned at them. "Stop shivering!"

"Sorry," Valour said in a small voice as Optimus said. "We've never done anything like this before Sire."

"You will be fine as long as you remember all I've taught you," countered the older Mech. "Follow Slipstream's example, see the picture of perfection she is projecting? That is what you must achieve."

Valour wondered if he'd have any fun tonight.

"Now," Alpha Trion declared. "The Magnus and I will go in first and then we will introduce you Optimus and your mate. Slipstream and Valour will then come through together with Valour leading his partner."

"Yes grandsire," Valour said softly, he and Slipstream had practiced walking into the ballroom together. But all those times, there hadn't been loads of optics staring, judging him.

"Good," Alpha Trion said, turning to examine himself in the mirror, naturally everything was in place. He smoothed down the gold braid at his shoulder before turning back to them.

"Once everyone is announced, there will be some mingling followed by dancing. Afterwards, we will sit down to eat, digest and then there will be more dancing followed by conversation and drinks. Is that clear?"

"Yes," they all answered.

"Good," he said just as Ultra Magnus and Megatron entered. Both were buffed, waxed and adorned with suitable attire. Optimus smiled at his mate, he did look exceedingly dashing in his deep purple cape and imperial regalia.

There was also something else, something Optimus couldn't quite put his finger on. His mate wasn't just looking very handsome, he appeared to almost glow with energy and life.

"You look very dashing," he told his mate teasingly who smiled, taking Optimus's hand and kissing it.

"And you look ravishing as always," he said, a hint of lust in his optics.

"Thank you," Optimus said politely, knowing his Sire would not be happy if he said anything less.

"We're almost ready," Alpha Trion said breathlessly as Slipstream asked. "Is my carrier and Sire there?"

"Yes, they are both there," Ultra Magnus assured her. "Skyfire arrived with his family and Starscream has already entered with his sons. Normally, you would go with your family but as you are Valour's betrothed, we shall introduce you together."

This made her beam, glad that her position as Valour's intended was more or less official.

"It's time," Alpha Trion declared, his tone containing his excitement and anticipation.

"You'll be fine," Ultra Magnus said soothing to everyone present.

Optimus took Megatron's offered arm as Valour did the same with Slipstream. Once in position, they started to walk out of the door and along a corridor, hearing the muted murmur of voices in the ballroom beyond.

"Nervous?" Valour whispered to Slipstream who nodded.

"We'll be fine," she whispered back as Alpha Trion and Ultra Magnus walked through an archway as someone announced.

"Presenting High Council Mech Alpha Trion and Commander Ultra Magnus of the Autobots!"

There was a pause and then he said.

"Presenting Decepticon Emperor Megatron and his Consort Optimus Prime, son of Alpha Trion and Ultra Magnus."

"This is it," Slipstream muttered to herself, soon she would be in the public's gaze, a gaze which included her Sire's family.

"Presenting Prince Valour, son of Emperor Megatron and Consort Optimus and Lady Slipstream, firstborn of Decepticon Air Commander Starscream."

"Ooh," Valour couldn't help but exclaim softly as he led his femmefriend through the archway into the bright light of the ballroom, both of them walking with straight backs and Slipstream carefully holding some of her veils in one hand while her other gripped Valour's arm.

Valour was shaking and couldn't help it, Slipstream can feel his nervousness as they walked.

Alpha Trion and Ultra Magnus already stopped and were looking at the younglings walk, the eldest almost beaming in pride while seeing his seeker lady student and the amazed gazes of those in the crowd. Skyfire actually covered his mouth to hush his emotions... But Skyfall had a nasty scowl that deepened with each step his granddaughter gave.

However, the rest of the shuttles were also amazed just as her family, everything was perfect, everything was going smo-!

His optics widened when Valour tripped with his own cape and fell on the ground... Luckily Slipstream was strong enough to support him and prevent him from falling further, lift him up gracefully and encourage him to continue walking with her.

Alpha Trion almost had a spark attack at that sight, his grandson fell!

...and the bots were now murmuring...!

...and he was not so graceful anymore...!

Oh Primus!

"Calm down, Trion, he's just a little sparkling, besides his betrothed is supporting him, is what it matters, look, she's just as elegant and had not tripped at all." Ultra Magnus tried to reasure his partner who seemed at border of collapse.

Valour was flushing madly and fights hard to keep his head up... He was tense!

...and Skyfall was now smirking and obviously hoping the same happens to Slipstream. Alpha Trion prayed with all his might she won't.

In what seemed like eternal vorns, the sparklings reached the dais in where the elders were and took their positions; then, Alpha Trion recovered his breath... It seems it was worthy all the time he invested in her.

"I'm sorry," Valour exclaimed, he couldn't believe what had happened.

"It's okay," Slipstream said, squeezing his hand. "You'll be fine, don't worry."

He smiled as Ultra Magnus stepped forward and said in a clear, carrying voice.

"I would like to formally introduce my son Optimus Prime and my grandson Valour," he proclaimed proudly and there was some clapping at this. "As you will know, Optimus helped cement the peace treaty between the Autobots and the Decepticons, giving up a very promising career as an Elite Prime to bond with Emperor Megatron."

Inwardly, Megatron squirmed, Primus, how that sounded.

"And together," the Magnus continued. "They have created a beautiful son who Alpha Trion and I are extremely proud of."

He said this last part deliberately, knowing how embarrassed the poor Sparkling must be.

"As you can see, he asked Lady Slipstream if he could escort her tonight," Ultra Magnus added. "She has been personally instructed by Alpha Trion, you will not find a more graceful, posed lady flier on this world."

More clapping especially from Starscream and his sons. Skyfire also clapped, his spark swelling with pride at his eldest but his grandsire had a tight look on his features. Outright fury would have been too noticeable but if you looked, you could see it. Ultra Magnus simply smiled and said.

"The ball is now open, enjoy the evening."

With some polite clapping, bots began to move about, talking to one another.

"Valour?" Optimus said gently, moving over and placing a hand on his son's back. "Are you alright?"

"Yes daddy, I'm sorry for tripping," the little Sparkling replied.

"Don't be sorry, everyone trips sometimes," his carrier said soothingly. "You look like a proper little gentlemech."

Valour smiled as Megatron said. "Optimus right, we're both very proud of you."

"Thank you," Valour said, feeling better and giving his creators a little bow.

Optimus resisted the urge of taking his son in arms and hug him tight to his chest. He knew how Valour felt and his spark beamed and practically banged his plating in order to comfort his creation.

But he resisted, he can hug his son later.

Megatron however was frowning while looking at Slipstream. The femmling had a face of mocking pride and her wings were up as if tempting somebody to come and fight her...

...someone in the crowd, and when the Emperor looked he saw the only mech who was not smiling, but looking daggers at the seeker sparkling.

If looks can kill...

Both were looking at each other until Slipstream gracefully turned her head away from him as if politely telling him: "You don't deserve the air I breathe so you don't exist."

The old shuttle almost took her offer of fighting and actually took a step towards them before stopping, and with another scowl, he turned and walked away... Skyfire and the rest of his family followed him suit, even when the young shuttle seemed pulled by his spark towards his daughter... But the old mech was stronger.

The Emperor felt then that something else happened there, something strong and more than just a family of racists.

Music started playing and the bots started looking partners to dance.

First of all were Megatron and Optimus who were supposed to open the ball.

"It will be a pleasure..." Optimus said taking his mate's hand and soon walked towards the centre of the hall.

They smiled at each other and started moving until they took the positions and moved along with the music.

"Valour...?" Slipstream tried to pull her embarrassed fiancé towards the same place and he gulped. She smiled kindly at him and kissed his cheek to reassure him.

Finally he nodded and both walked towards the centre, took their positions and started dancing at the rhythm of the music.

Soon after other bots were joining, even other sparklings.

Megatron couldn't help but notice the looks some of the Autobots were sending him, disapproving, judging, even slightly contemptuous. However, he did not care in the slightest. Before conquering Cybertron, he would have demanded more respect but here right now, all he cared about was the opinion of the one in his arms. And with his beloved smiling lightly at him, his optics full of pleasure and love, the silent criticisms of the Autobots simply bounced off him as though they were nothing. They felt like nothing actually.

"Sunstorm has a partner," Valour whispered as he gently twirled Slipstream before they joined together again.

"I know," she giggled slightly as her brother danced with a pretty white and gold Femme. "He's loving this."

Her attention was on Valour but she could see that most of her brothers were not dancing yet, they were too shy. It didn't matter, plenty of Autobots were not dancing yet, they preferred to take turns either mingling or dancing. None of the Shuttles were dancing yet and she wondered if her Sire would actually ask her carrier. As she and Valour danced gracefully, completing each step perfectly, a few bots came up beside Alpha Trion and Ultra Magnus.

"Did you really train that young Seeker Femme?" one of them asked and swelling with pride, the old Mech nodded.

"I must say, you've done a magnificent job with her," the Mech exclaimed. "She almost looks like she's floating."

Ultra Magnus could have laughed out loud at the expression on Ultra Magnus's face at the compliments. And they kept coming with other bots stating how beautiful and delicate she was, a true lady. To one side, Skyfall listened and he felt his anger grow. He could not believe how well his great granddaughter was doing, she was nothing like the uncivilized sparkling he'd previously met, who'd been so easy to reject. This confident, posed creature would be much harder to get rid of.

"And can I say High Council Mech," a Femme now said eagerly as she held onto her mate's arm. "How well you look tonight, I swear you're almost glowing with youth."

"You are too kind lady Opal," he said modestly, making Ultra Magnus smile again. "It is very rewarding to be teaching the new generation once more."

"And what a marvellous job you've done," she gushed. "The little Prince and the lady Seeker make a lovely couple. I hope he's not poor embarrassed, the poor dear."

"He recovers well," her mate stated. "That's what matters, isn't it Trion?"

"Indeed," he agreed as the music slowed and the dancers bowed to one another, signalling the first dance was over.

"You did great," Slipstream told Valour proudly. "Everyone looks happy."

"Really?" Valour said, unable to believe he'd survived the first dance, it hadn't been as bad as he thought.

As she nodded, she sensed a presence behind her and turned to see an Autobot Sparkling wearing a bright blue sash standing there. He bowed and said. "May I have the next dance my lady?"

"Oh," Slipstream said in surprise, she hadn't been expecting to be asked.

Before she could say anything else, a little Femme came up to Valour and asked him to dance. The two Sparklings glanced at one another before deciding that it wouldn't hurt to accept the offers. They took their new partners hands as the music started once more and began to dance.

"Look at that," Optimus said proudly, standing to one side with Megatron.

"I see," Megatron said with a wide smile.

...then tightened his grip in Optimus' hand before started guiding him towards a secluded part, where no one can see them...

"Megatron...!" Optimus tried but his mouth was already claimed by the hungry lips of the other. He responded just as vigorously.

Megatron then pressed his body against his mate and turned them so he was against the wall.

The kiss continued just as fervently until the Emperor opened his panel. The scent of arousal drove Optimus mad and lowered his hand towards a wet and slick valve that greedily sucked in his blue fingers.

"...oooohh..." moaned Megatron before riding softly those fingers-

...that suddenly were pulled out from him!

He was about to ask why he stopped when he was practically dripping when heard someone approaching. He then closed his panel and pretended to just speak with Optimus.

"Emperor, Consort..." The mechs saluted them and they bowed back and waited until they left.

Megatron watched Optimus' wet fingers hiden against his back before this one turned his deep blue and hungry optics towards him. "Megatron..." He purred licking his fingers clean. "Come..." He then offered his hand and proceeded to guide the shocked but aroused leader towards his quarters...

"Optimus! Megatron! Where you think you're going?!" Alpha Trion somehow tracked them and barked then.

The elder walked towards them and forced them again towards the ball with his long golden stick. "Optimus, this is your party, you better be there...and you too Megatron!"

The youngers almost groaned but obeyed nonetheless and returned to the ball.

"Later," Megatron hissed once Alpha Trion had safely made sure they were surrounded by others with no way of sneaking off.

"Later," Optimus promised making Megatron smile with satisfaction. They watched as another dance finished and saw Sunstorm going over to his sister.

"May I have the next dance?" he asked with an over the top bow which was still within the realms of appropriate.

"You may," she said with a curtsy. As they settled into position, she noticed that Valour was now dancing with a little Mechling. At first, she'd felt a little strange to see him with others but she accepted they weren't making moves on him. This was a dance, bots were expected to dance with others, even if they were bonded or betrothed. She had to admit, it was nice to interact with other sparklings without worrying about someone making a move on her or her Valour. Maybe some of these Autobots ideals were okay.

She didn't notice her Sire watching with delight.

"Look at that," he exclaimed to one of his cousins who was standing close. "That's my Slipstream and Sunstorm dancing so perfectly."

"They are good," his cousin replied, he couldn't believe it. "I never would have thought Seekers could master that kind of discipline."

"Seekers are capable of more than you would think," Skyfire began as a snide voice added. "Except give birth to Shuttles."

Skyfire closed his optics tightly for a moment before turning to face his grandsire who stood there looking unimpressed.

"It is not Starscream's fault," he told the elder. "And why does it matter so much, look how well my children are doing? All they required was some tuition and they look like they've been doing it their whole lives."

"Even that lot?" he sneered, gesturing at some of the young Seeker mechs who were still hanging around their carrier, too shy to dance.

"Yes," Skyfire said tightly. "They are conducting themselves wonderfully, I have heard no complaints about them so far."

"Of course you haven't," Skyfall said in disgust. "You'll hear nothing wrong with your precious Seeker bastards."

Skyfire lowered his head not feeling able to face his patriarch and grandsire. "Please, don't talk about them like that."

His cousins also lowered their heads and looks to the ground as Skyfire begged their leader to stop offending his creations.

"What. Did. You. Say?" Threateningly asked the elder to the submissive juvenile.

"P-please... Grandsire..." Tried Skyfire. "T-they never d-did a-anything to you..."

Skyfall's optics blazed with fury and all shuttles surrounding him flinched in fear, including Skyfire.

"Nothing?! You say Nothing?!" Hissed the elder trying hard to not roar. "Those bastards EXIST! They walk around us, dare to FLY around us, and yet you dare to tell me they never did anything to me?"

As they discussed, a cute blue and silver Autobot femmling dragged a shivering Skywarp to dance and she smiled at him as she practically lead the dance.

Slipstream was taken to dance again by the same Autobot mechling from the beginning. "You look beautiful, lady Slipstream; where did a beauty like you hide all this time?"

"Ah...w-well... Kaon... I thank you," She said while paying special attention at his look and the way he moved with her. Was he flirting with her? "And here I thought ,utobot younglings were too young to think about beauty." She couldn't help but say.

This mechling was a little older than her and now chuckled. "Your voice is so melodious... And I've heard your intelligence shadows those erudites," He said and added; "I hope you're not engaged with Prince Valour because my family will love to arrange a bonding with your carrier..."

"Uh...?" She was barely able to say before he kissed her cheek softly petrifying her for a few seconds.

"I am aware of seeker's traditions and they always intrigued me..." Then kissed her other cheek. "I will be honoured if you chose me as well."

Near them Valour stopped dancing and was looking how his friend was kissed.. He felt something inside... Something he didn't like at all, a knot in his throat and a jolt in his spark. His partner tried to move him but he was like planted on the polished floor.

"I thought Autobots don't arrange bonds..." She said as this time he kissed her forehead... He was trying to betroth himself with her! ...and he knew it!

"We do..." He answered. "How you think we keep our society? High class was always managed by arranged bonds; our elders educate us for such thing and that is why is not so obvious; we must serve our purpose of being the best... But when I saw you and heard about you I knew you and I belong together."

She remained mute... After all she was being proposed! There was something she needed to know: "You are not engaged...but Autobots educate their younglings to do so...and you want me?"

He nodded. "I have many propositions, yet my creators have to choose the best...or rather I can chose if I find it first."

"Well.. I... I thank you but..." Slipstream tried when suddenly another presence was behind her, one she knew very well.

"Your highness," The mechling said while bowing his head respectfully not letting go of Slipstream.

"May I dance with you, Slipstream?" He started making the other mechling lift an optic ridge at him. This was not a normal sparkling, just as Slipstream.

"We will talk later, milady, and by the way... My name is Mirage," The mechling said blinking an optic at her and was ready to take her hand to kiss it when Valour pulled her away from him. Mirage smirked.

"Valour..?" She tried but he then kissed her cheek. Something was wrong with him, something activated... Slipstream is HIS friend! His optics widened at the aggressive way he thought about it, but soon calmed when she kissed him back.

"Sorry Slips.. I don't know what happened..." He said with his head low.

She smiled at him and tightened her hold on his hand. It was fun to see his jealousy towards her. "You're a Decepticon... Someone was taking what you consider yours," She answered and he looked up at her in shock. "It's in your code, in everyone's code, just that the Decepticons have it stronger since we're warriors and have the need to protect what is ours."

He lowered his gaze and flushed. How was he going to explain to his mom that he was jealous of anyone that came near Slipstream? She then kissed the tip of his nose and forced him to continue dancing. But then something happened too fast that they didn't know exactly what happened first...

Megatron fainted in the middle of the dance floor, and when Starscream was about to go and help him and Optimus, he crashed against a bigger frame...

... Skyfall's frame who then turned with irate optics towards him and called him 'idiot' before something broke in the seeker and he just let it go...

...and by 'let it go' it means purging badly and copiously in the elder shuttle's face and torso. And not happy with it, he did it again before falling on his knees grabbing his middle and moaned lowly.

Skyfall roared out of himself before cursing loudly every colourful insult he could gather towards the 'filthy seeker'.

"Oh sweet Primus...!" Gasped Alpha Trion at the spectacle and saw how his ball was ruined. He was about to collapse there if it wasn't for Ultra Magnus...

"Oh...ha ha ha!" He laughed and clapped calling everyone's attention. "This is a ball, ladies and gentlemechs, a medic will take them and the cleaning drones will leave everything immaculate soon, let's enjoy the rest of the evening outside in the gardens at the lights of the stars and our two moons," The commander offered and the bots gladly and happily took it as if nothing happened and walked away towards the gardens murmuring about something they will talk about for millenniums... The party continued.

"How could this happen," Alpha Trion groaned although he had enough senses to be relieved that it was not his prize student's fault.

"We'll soon find out," Ultra Magnus said with a shrug as he called for helpers to take the Emperor and his Air Commander to the Med Bay.

"Megatron," Optimus said worriedly, holding his head in his lap. He couldn't understand what had just happened, was his mate ill? Possibilities surged through his mind, he started to wonder if the two Decepticons had been poisoned.

"Star," Skyfire cried, scooping his lover into his arms and unconsciously wondering the same was Optimus. Could his grandsire...?

"Dad!" Valour was exclaiming as Slipstream rushed to her Sire's side with her brothers hanging back, still afraid of the large shuttle.

"What happened?" she demanded, her optics wide as Starscream groaned.

"I don't know daughter," Skyfire said distractedly as some attendants hurried over.

"We'll show you to the Med Bay," they said, lifting Megatron up.

"Optimus, call me if there's any problem," Ultra Magnus instructed, he needed to go outside and support Alpha Trion.

"I will," Optimus promised and the two families rushed off.

Outside

"What could have caused that?" a femme was asking her friend.

"It's probably just a virus," Alpha Trion said with forced casualness. "They were recently on an organic planet."

"Does that mean it's contagious?" another femme squealed.

"I doubt it," Ultra Magnus said, striding over and speaking in a loud voice. "I was there too and I have experienced no problems. "We will see what the medic says but I doubt it's anything serious, just unfortunate timing."

Skyfall growled loudly at this, he was sure that damn Seeker had done that on purpose.

"Get away," he snarled at the attendants trying to assist in cleaning up. "Where is my grandson...as if I didn't know."

"He's taken the Seeker to the medic," a younger shuttle murmured, looking away when Skyfall glared at him.

"Stupid, worthless," Skyfall muttered, feeling even angrier than he had earlier.

"Sir," a little voice spoke near Alpha Trion and he turned to see a high ranking Autobot sparkling standing politely there.

"Yes young one?" Alpha Trion said, he thought he'd seen this one dancing with Slipstream.

"My name is Mirage," the sparkling said with a graceful bow. "I was just dancing with lady Slipstream and may I say sir, I have never met a Femme of her calibre before."

"Indeed," Alpha Trion exclaimed, his mood suddenly lifting. "Yes, she is very special, exceedingly disciplined, she'd make a wonderful mate for any bot."

"I know," Mirage said with a smile. "Sir, do you know if she's engaged to anyone?"

Even though she was betrothed to Valour, Alpha Trion could not resist broadening his student's options. Besides, the more offers she had, the more high ranking she would become and it would reflect very well on him.

"She is betrothed to the Prince," he began. "But it is mostly an arrangement to prevent undesirable laying a claim on either of them. I'm afraid there are many who would use my grandson or the lady Slipstream to claw their way out of the gutter."

"Ah, I understand sir," Mirage said, looking pleased just as someone ran up to Ultra Magnus.

"Sir...I've just received word from Laser," he said breathlessly.

"Yes?" Ultra Magnus said, Laser was his personal medic.

"Sir, the Emperor and the Air Commander...they're carrying!"

"Umm...please... Excuse me, sir, I'll leave you alone now." Mirage said respectfully after hearing this; he wanted his creators to be the first ones to know the news.

Alpha Trion gasped and remembered how that was possible; after all Megatron's been riding his son lately. He flushed at the thought.

"Are you sure?" The Magnus questioned and the messenger nodded. "Good, dismissed."

He then took a deep breath and shook his head before looking down at Alpha Trion who was just as surprised.

Meanwhile Skywarp continued being hold and prisoner of the little blue and silver femme... Who didn't looked so blue anymore but more like aqua blue under this new lights. He wanted to go with his carrier but she was not letting him go!

"You're scary," He say to her and couldn't help it.

She giggled and hugged more his right arm tightening her iron grip. "And you're cute."

"You're cute too... And scary..." Answered the purple seeker before she kissed his cheek.

The femmling giggled again watching his red optics widen in size and then his face flushed.

"Umm... Can... Can I ask you something?" He tried and she answered for him:

"My name is Moonracer... And no, you stay with me... Your carrier is fine."

"You're scary..." Repeated Skywarp. "But that was not what I wanted to know... I want to know what twat means."

She moved her mouth from side to side as she thought for an answer, and not finding any decided to ask for it. "Come, let's ask mommy and daddy."

"Uhh huh..." He nodded unsure as Moonracer dragged him again somewhere... Towards a red mech and a blue femme.

"Mommy... Daddy... We heard lord Skyfall say 'twat' and we wanted to know what that means," She said and her creators' optics widened before turning their furious optics towards said old shuttle for teaching such language to their sparklings. Skywarp covered behind his captor at the scary looks of her creators.

However, before they could go and say anything to the shuttle, Ultra Magnus called everyone's attention again.

"May I have your attention, please? I just received news from the medbay, our Emperor and the Air commander are safe and free of virus... However, they just gave us another reason to celebrate... Both mechs are carrying, my son is gonna be a sire!" He exclaimed and gasps followed closely by a loud standing ovation.

Everyone was happy for the new lives that soon will meet their world and went to present their respects to Alpha Trion and the Magnus.

Skywarp however paled and Moonracer's carrier, a femme under the name of Chromia noticed his behaviour. "Aren't you happy for your carrier's success?"

The mechling shook his head and tears escaped his optics surprising the family. "The doc... The doc said that... That if carrier got... Got pregnant again he will die!"

She gasped. "Really?"

He nodded.

"Carrier had big sister and was fine," he explained. "But then he had eight Mechs, me and my brothers, doc said it was too much on his spark and he shouldn't have more."

"Eight in one go?" exclaimed Moonracer's Sire, a Mech named Ironhide. "Damn."

"Hide," his mate scolded lightly before saying gently to the crying sparkling. "I'm sure your carrier will be alright, do you need to go and see him?"

"Please?" he begged, he was scared without his carrier or siblings.

"Of course sweetspark," she said, offering him her hand and he took it.

"Can I come too?" Moonracer said eagerly but her mother shook her head.

"No, you stay with Sire," her mother told her. "This will be very private, this little one needs to be with his family."

Moonracer pouted but relented.

"Can I see you again?" she asked Skywarp with wide blue optics.

"Um...maybe, yeah," he said, not wanting to say no to this Femme.

She beamed as he was led away. Some distance away, Skyfall was looking thoughtful.

"Carrying," he said slowly. "And just what is he having?"

No doubt it was another useless Seeker but there was a chance that he would finally have a shuttle sparkling by his grandson. If it was, he would do everything to ensure that the sparkling survived and he would definitely take an interest in its future. No Seeker was going to raise a shuttle descendant of his that was for sure.

Author's note. Things started to heat up in the next chapter with the new pregnancies. Find out how those go next time. Until then.