Optimus looked at the night sky as he thought about the movie night they had the other night. He had seen a lot of similarities between Mufasa and Scar with himself and Megatron. With a sigh, he was glad that they were able to see past their differences.

Megatron walked up to him, "What are you thinking about, Optimus?"

"Nothing much, just us. We have come a long way since the day we first met."

"Yes, we have."

"The movies were good," Optimus said as he inched a little closer to the slightly larger mech.

"Yes, they were. I even liked the Romeo and Juliet one even though I couldn't understand anything they were saying."

"I agree, it was difficult understanding them, but some of their words made sense. And watching their actions helped as well. I don't think I would be able to live my life for long if I lost someone I loved."

"Me neither," Megatron says as he wraps his arms around him, hugging him from behind, "I'm so happy you're back among the living, you have no idea how much I missed you."

Razorclaw sighed as he tried to get comfortable, his lower region was tingling. He let out an annoyed growl as Soundwave walked in to check on him. "Are you alright?" Soundwave asked with concern.

"I'm fine." His tail twitched as he lied.

Soundwave moved closer to him, "Are you sure?" Razorclaw's stomach felt like it was doing flips as he folded his ears in shame, unable to look at the silent mech. "Would you like some help?"

He shook his helm, "I don't want to taint you." He curled his legs up to his chest.

"Taint me with what?"

Razorclaw felt disgusting, his brother was right. Closing his red optics he hid his face in his knees, "My port," he mumbled quietly.

"How would your port taint me?"

"It's not right, a mech shouldn't have a port," he muttered as he held his helm. Memories were starting to surface, memories that he wanted to forget but they would always repeat whenever he would pleasure his port instead of his cable.

"Why do you think that?"

"It's what Saborfang told me. I'm a disappointment, and disgusting."

"You're not the only mech with a port, there are others who have a port as well. It's natural since femmes are very rare."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Razorclaw pulled his helm away from his knees to look up at the mech in front of him, "Every time we took a femme by force, it was my fault. Because I would pleasure my port instead of my spike."

"I see..." Soundwave wasn't sure what else to say.

"I'm not even sure why I'm telling you this. But I couldn't stay quiet anymore." Soundwave just looks at him pitifully. "I hate this feeling but I can't help it if his words echo in my processor. I just want it to stop."

Soundwave hugged him, saying, "I know how to help that."

"How?"

"You'll see," he replies as he sticks his tentacles onto his helm and gets into his processor to help ease it.

"What are you doing?" He asked with wide and fearful optics.

"I'm easing your processor, it's one of my specialties."

Slowly he started to feel a little calmer, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I don't like seeing one I care about suffer."

"How can you care about me when we just met?"

"Not sure, just do."

"May I borrow your shoulder for a while?" He choked softly.

Soundwave nods, "There's more but we would have to be sparkmates for that."

Razorclaw rested his helm on Soundwave's shoulder, "What do you mean there's more?"

"Just that there's more to my ability to ease your pain and suffering but we would have to be sparkmates."

"I don't think I'm ready for that yet. I like this. Thank you, for helping me."

"I know you're not, I was just saying."

"I understand," he replied quietly.

Soundwave just tightens his hug as he tries to comfort him. With hesitation, Razorclaw slowly wrapped his arms around Soundwave, he felt safe. Safe from his brother's hateful words, from the dysfunctional family. Feeling Soundwave trying to comfort him he couldn't help but smile.

"Starting to feel better?"

"Yes."

"Good."

He fell into a peaceful sleep for the first time since he had been with the Autobots. Soundwave just watched him sleep peacefully.

Metalsound sat on the berth while Thunderhoof stood there trying to think of how to say what he wanted to say. After a moment of complete silence, he finally speaks up, "Listen, Metalsound, I've been thinking it over and I'm willing to forgive you for what you did. Just promise me you won't do something like that ever again."

Metalsound was so happy to hear that, "Thank you, Thunderhoof. I really am sorry and feel really bad for doing it. I promise I won't ever do it again. Are you going to sleep in the berth tonight?"

Thunderhoof nods before climbing into the berth to sleep next to her. Metalsound moves over to cuddle him but he stops her, "I'm not ready for all that yet. It's going to be a while before we can do anything intimate again because right now when I look at you all I can think of is you fragging that Wolf-Con. It's gonna take time to get that comfortable with you again."

"I understand..." Metalsound felt her spark breaking but she knows that it's gonna take time to build their relationship back up again. She lies down facing him while he turns onto his side with his back to her.

The next morning, Metalsound sat beside the other femmes, basking in the sunlight, "Arcee, can I ask you a personal question?" She asked with hesitation.

"Sure, Metalsound."

"Have you ever had it up the aft?" She asked quickly and quietly.

Arcee looked at her in shock, "What? Um, yeah, Wheeljack and I have done that position before."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, it feels really good to me. Why do you ask, Metalsound?" Arcee asked her.

"It's what Saborfang did to me," Metalsound replied quietly.

"He did? How did it feel?" Strongarm asked.

"It felt great, it was my first time having a spike in my aft and I really enjoyed it. I hope to try it out with Thunderhoof sometime."

"Did you really enjoy fragging them?" Arcee asked her quietly.

"Yeah, I did. I know I shouldn't have but it was just too pleasurable," Metalsound replied.

"Did you actually want to have sex with them?" Strongarm asked her.

"I think I did, there was just something about them that drew me to them, mainly Saborfang. But I don't ever want to do it again, I don't want to hurt Thunderhoof like that again."

"Guys give me back Stormchaser," Emberwing growled as she chased after the boys who were playing keep away with her toy.

"Come and get it!"

Emberwing transformed and pounced at the boys who took off in different directions. "Emberwing, be careful!" Metalsound called out.

"I will, Mommy!"

Emberwing ran off to find the boys, causing Metalsound to chuckle, "They're so innocent."

"Yes, they are," both Arcee and Strongarm agreed with her.

"I can't wait for this little one to be here," Windblade said as she rubbed her chest lovingly.

"How long now?"

"About six more months."

"Do you know what it is?"

"I want it to be a surprise, but Sideswipe thinks it's going to be a mech."

"What do you want it to be?"

"As long as the sparkling's healthy that's all that matters."

"Good thinking."