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It had started out as a welcome vacation of sorts when a whole five solar cycles passed without any incident from the Decepticons, but this peace had soon become uncomfortable.
After five more solar cycles the Lambo twins started complaining that they were bored and went out Con searching after having rained a storm of pranks on the whole Ark due to their boredom. They even cruised outside for joors in storms to find the Seekers flying as Jazz had noted was their habit on doing, but nothing, besides being hit a few times by lightning and nearly being swept away by a tornado. This of course led to an extremely pissed medic and a storm of flying wrenches.
Close to the end of the first orn Red Alert needed to be sedated each dark cycle so that he could get some recharge done and not keep staring at the monitors or have Teletraan search for their still absent enemies.
By the middle of the second orn Prowl was drawing up plans with Red Alert, Ironhide and Optimus about what the Decepticons could be possibly planning and how to stop whatever it might be.
At the second orn’s end Prowl’s logic circuits frizzed and no one was sure when he would get back online which naturally upset their TIC and got him to nearly move into the med bay after an annoyed Ratchet forbade him to carry the Praxian to his berth room.
After two quartex passed as well as two conventions featuring newly developed energy sources which come to pass without a hich was the whole Ark ready to jump from as much as seeing the colour purple. Spike found that out on the hard way after bringing Wheeljack a plant for one of his experiments and the poor flower having purple petals.
Just what were the Cons planning?
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About two quartex ago - which meant two more earth months on the small ball of dirt -, managed Starscream by accident, - which he would naturally never admit -, to build a machine which allows one to see into other dimensions. When the news travelled around the Nemesis via an eagerly excited Skywarp – who proved to have no regards for privacy - was everyone only all too eager to go and take a look either by themselves or in small groups.
Who would not want to see his alternate self and what they could be with different choices?
Though as it is with being able to see different aspect of a different life the Decepticon army’s new source of entertainment naturally led to a number of interesting situations and reactions from the different onlookers:
”Eeeehhhh! Did you see the size difference between the Autobots and Decepticons?”
”And we still lose, sucks to be us.”
"It is kind of strange to know that in their universe being a Prime is nothing big."
"I know what you mean, I will not run to the Autobots, but for me 'Prime' means leader of all of Cybertron."
"Same for us."
”Wow, Prime would freak from the thought of his girlfriend having dated another mech – whom I would not touch even with an iron pool - in a different dimension and then turn to us due to her having become a cross hybrid with spiders.”
”I don’t have three personalities!”
”I wouldn’t be so sure about that…”
”Did you say something Astrotrain?”
”Nothing important, I was merely thinking that it would be useful if you could use ice and fire beside your normal abilities and weapons”
”I would also like that.”
”Nice save there pal, he would have blown a fuse if he would have heard what you had actually said.”
”I think I like the Praxian more as a stuck up enforcer than a ninja who is in touch with his inner hippy.”
”Great, even it that universe is it obvious that those two would probably tap one another.”
”You know, some of the humans of that world are falling nicely into the weird category.”
”You are not kidding, but I would hate to have the Dinobots have flaming weapons.”
”Agreed!”
”Ooohhh, look, in that dimension is Starscream really finely analysed, he even has a femme side, want to bet that the femme is his bitchiness?”
”He lost him after the comment ‘I’m not Zippy’? Yes it is fast, but one can pick up more from that stream of words.”
”Sooo, in a way are the Dinobots and Soundwave that Megatron’s sparklings?”
”Disturbing, cold you imagine our Soundwave playing on a guitar?”
”Don’t give me bad fluxes.”
”Regards bad fluxes, we are seen as evil and all, but that huge chinned fragger seems to have signed up for the wrong fraction.”
”I would prefer him offline than driving our other selves crazy.”
”So, no Autobot can scan a flying alt-mode?”
”We are awesome”
”You know, there is just something sad to it that the only ones who seem to understand that mech’s stream of words are the members of our fraction over there.”
”You know, the command ‘Decepticons transform and rise’ kind of sounds catchy” Megatron had been a bit confused when his men proposed their idea for a new attack command later that light cycle, but it did sound acceptable.
”Oh frag…that brat is half-squishy, half-cybertronian!?” by that part had the Cannoeheads shuddered as they remembered how determined Powerglide was to protect that squishy femme they had been ordered to kidnap and how she had seemed to have taken to him.
”Hah, Shockwave looks like an earth animal, what is it called again? Ah yes, a deer.”
”At least that one has an aim” had been the comment of those who had seen the purple Cyclops shoot….or rather, try shooting. One would expect if your alt-mode is a gun that then you could at least AIM!
"True."
When Shockwave called to give his report on the cycle after was he confused why some of the others looked as if they would be holding back laughs.
”Sooo….Teletraan I. has a kid? How do computers even have sparklings?” till this cycle was no one sure if they want to know.
”Did that mech just really flirt in that extremely cheesy way with that world’s Megatron? No matter how strange he looks in that world and I would have serious trouble taking him serious."
”Ugh…that is disturbing, beside the fact that their Prowl has siblings.”
"Our Megatron would make scrap metal of us instead of yelling and threatening if we would bring him sacks with batteries."
”Though for mecha with the size of the Cassettes they could have enough fuel stored, I will bring that up to Soundwave, at least then I would only have to be annoyed with two idiots cutting their own rations short for those connected to them.” and Hook certainly did have a chat with their TIC the moment the viewing was over and the Tape Deck made to look into the suggestion from their appointed medic.
”That’s what I call a big rubber duck!”
”Wow, ‘I left it back on Cybertron’. Do you guys think we will ever hear Starscream use this excuse for his lack of loyalty towards Megatron?” and thus a betting pool come to existence between a large number of the crew much to the confusion of the aforementioned Seeker and their Lord who did not understand why everyone was staring at their arguments with unwavering optics and poorly hidden anticipation for... something.
”So, their Prime and Magnus are twins? I think I like that Magnus better than ours, less stuck up to the rules.”
”Did you ever wonder why we don’t have such a ground-bridge technology?”
”Give us some time to figure this out and the Constructions will get to work.” this was the ground why from the Constructicons only one or two members come to view the different dimensions, they were busy with designing their first ground-bridge.
”I think Prowl is the one in the far right corner.”
”No, he is the one in the middle.”
”Shut up and just watch what is happening.”
”Someone is channelling that universe’s Octane.”
”OH FOR SPARKS SHAKE!” those who were on that cycle not watching what is going on in another universe were seriously considering if they should go sometime when suddenly the whole ship was filled with hysterical laughter lasting for nearly two joors before everything become eerie quiet.
"I…pant….I ha…hah…have also se…pant…seen a few such movies…"
”And this is why we leave out outher-space aerial support.”
”So that means that our Megatron is a good leader because he knows when to count his losses?”
Three orbital cycles later the machine launched onto another dimension which had the Cons excited about what that place will be like to see.
”Wow, those Minicons are even smaller than you brats!”
”Shut up Skywarp!”
”Why can’t you guys use your wing as a blade?”
”Because that is a different dimension and there are different than us.”
”First Shockwave and now even one of Megatron’s alternate selves has antlers? Uh, Skywarp what are you doing?”
”Making a few pictures for Screamer, he is stuck doing reports so this might cheer him up” the pictures did and after that got Reflector a nice profit for making pictures of the other dimensions and selling them.
"Those Minicons are sure useful to have working with you, unlike some…"
”Do you want a fight?”
”I’m not risking getting my processor hacked and messed with from your creator, I’m not crazy.”
”Why don’t we have such back up!”
”Isn’t it odd that Starscream is getting along with those squishies?”
”I’m happy that Lord Megatron never did training like THAT with us…”
”Agreed”
”Wait…where is the twin with the vanity complex? Beside the fact that guy also lack most of his counterpart’s main paint.”
”Forget the vain one, we got their Wheeljack in our fraction? As if that ship would not be wrecked enough already as it is…”
”THAT FRAGGING GLITCH HE IS SELLING CYBERTRON OUT TO BE DEVOURED!!!!” those who had not been present to the viewing had been not sure what to make out of Thrust’s angry muttering and cursing as it appeared at himself? Though they kept on simply ignoring him after Hook reassured everyone that the Seeker was fine.
”NOOOOO!!!!!!” Hook needed to abort his work on the ground bridge to fix up all those who had trouble with their audio receptors after the whole ship had beem filled with a loud scream, shortly followed by a sharp, screeching noise which had the SIC rushing like mad down the hall before he had been tacked halfway by his crying Trine-mates.
”Awww…the squishy femme and Lord Megatron care, he even made peace with the Autobots to avenge him.”
”Talk about an awkward moment to be in.”
Starscream was for a number of cycles confused why his Trine-mates were literally clinging to him and cuddled against him whenever anyone as much as looked at him. He also did not get some of the looks others were giving him and those winks were disturbing. It took him some time to calm them down, mostly after Megatron asked in a confused tone if there had been some type of accident with a welding machine thanks to an enraged Hook.
”So you have finally let go of Starscream?”
”Shut up, you were not the one to see your Trine-leader, - no matter if another version of him - perish through the hand of evil incarnate!”
”We get it and yes it was really shocking, but now pay attention…WHAT THE FRAG IS THAT WEIRD MIRROR UNIVERSE!!!???”
”It is a bit strange to see myself as one of the good guys…”
”I think Blaster would get along just fine with that Soundwave…ugh, is it bad that I find him creepy due to him showing emotions?”
”No, seriously though I just can’t take that Ravage seriously, except if the plan is to have the enemy get the undeniable urge to cuddle her instead of fighting.”
”I would like to hug her.”
”That is nice Breakdown.”
”You know…their Starscream looks kind of hot….”
”Don’t you dare try re-painting him!”
”Guys calm do…pffff…Thundercracker on the other hand, your other self looks as if Warp and the twins got to YOU with paint”
”Nice look TC”
”Warp, I warn you, if I wake up re-painted and looking like a ‘paint shop disaster on the Mardi Gras’ will the whole ship suffer.”
All this went on for nearly two earth months, with even Megatron coming in to see his other selves, only to leave questioning why in no dimension – excluding where he is the good guy – he can’t seem to manage his conquering of the universe. Others meanwhile amused or stunned themselves regards the other dimensions till a new one appeared on the screen, this one having a huge number of surprises to it right from the start.
”Wow, that Cliffjumper is definitely not a minibot.”
”Did that Starscream just kill an Autobot… and torture a human with an electric pod?”
”I think he did…”
”Frag, I would run for my spark from that Megatron, he does not even need to be in a bad mood…”
”Dark Energon? Energon Mines on Earth…why can’t we have such things?”
”On the other servo…I don’t want energon which makes zombies…”
”WHAT DOES THAT MEAN THAT CYBERTRON WAS DESTROYED DURING THE WAR!!!!!!” the pictures about the way that world’s Cybertron looked had all Cons feel sick to their tanks, till now in their world and in all the others their home was still there, frag in one of them there were even more planets inhabited by their race! But in that world…Their war suddenly seemed like a child battle compared to the terrible destruction they had seen and it had taken almost half an orn for anyone to dare looking at that dimension again.
”Oh frag…tha…that just tops ANY horror movie and is wrong on so many scales…”
”Huh? ‘One shall stand and one shall fall’, nah this does not sound like an omnious prophecy tying those two together…”
”He survived that!?”
”Man, that fleshy had bad timing though…does that kind of mean that the green guy is a Seeker? They seem to prefer those vehicles the humans call jets and all…”
”The difference in frames is extreme though, except if that universe has by the Seekers different sub categories, like some for speed and agility while others for outright fighting and assaults?”
”You know, that makes sense.”
”Wanna bet that the poor teacher demanded pension after that class?”
”Wonder about the expression of their creators when the school called telling them about what their kids brought in for school projects.”
”You know…their Soundwave looks creepy”
”Forget him, why can’t we have a hot medic like that one running around?”
”Just hope that Hook never hears about that comment…though, I also would not mind getting physicals by him…”
”I can function without an actual medic, why can’t we have THAT Breakdown?”
”Energon Harvester?”
”Oh, so he is hot and fast, look at how he took Prime down.”
”It is still strange to see a Soundwave with a flight alt-mode.”
”I think I like our Starscream, he is much tamer compared to that guy who obviously has some cables loose.”
”Seesh…talk about obsessed and…I really would have not liked to be in their war…”
”Yeah, still makes ours look like sparklings fighting.”
”Plus that one must have seriously hurt, he looks like scrap metal.”
”You know, till now I think that was the best assassinations attempt from Starscream I have ever witnessed, though why again a zombie?”
”Soo, they kind of landed in a dimension inside their own dimension?”
”Shadowzone seems fitting to me.”
”More like Nightmarezone, I would not want to be locked in anywhere with a zombie!”
”I have heard some similar excuses when treating you all.”
”Yeah, how is it that a zombie arm is faster than the actual zombie?”
”No one cares, what is it with all those undead in that universe?”
”I say let’s call it a cycle.”
”Agreed, I still have fluxes about zombies crawling out of the ocean ground as it is, no need to add more to it.”
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“So, what do you think will be happening now?” asked Rumble curiously, he had heard about the fact that this dimension has also an alternate-self from Soundwave and he wanted to see the guy.
“Hopefully something interesting” Bonecrusher said as they walked inside the room exclusive for the machine, noting how the Seekers were already there, for a rare fact even Starscream.
“Did we miss much?” Octane asked curiously from the flyers who looked a small bit pale.
“Not much…only that we now know why their Bumblebee is talking the way he does.” Ramjet said looking slightly uneasy while his Trine-mates shuddered.
“And?” come the curious looks.
“Seems as if that world’s Megatron had ripped his voice box out…” there were a few small noises as everyone filled in, till now they had not seen their boss do such and act against an enemy.
After the mood settled to a small bit calmer all optics turned to the large monitor which showed the med bay of the other Nemesis where the pretty medic was currently putting tools away while muttering, an annoyed look on his face plates.
“He looks cute when he is annoyed” someone commented while the others nodded their helms.
”I swear, Primus seems to have some type of mercy with us for having this ship not already crashed or be defeated” the gathered Cons looked at one another before turning back to the screen. ”Lord Megatron’s programming of his past days as a gladiator” this sounded familiar to some who knew the past of their leader ”is showing up more frequently in violent reactions or bouts of scorching anger, naturally if you have at least half of your emotions blocked down by an outside source is this backlash to be expected for your deepest core programming.” at the medic’s testy comment stared everyone in a stunned way at the screen, emotions blocked down? ”Our SIC is in a fragile state thanks to a faded Trine-bond” everyone flinched at the sharp noise which they now constantly associated with freaked out Seekers, as Thundercracker and Skywarp launched themselves again at Starscream who this time only hugged them closer, Ramjet and his Trine were also clustered together while standing close to the Commanding Trine, wing tips lightly touching ” as well as the lack of other Seekers. The Eradicons and the fact that he can fly whenever he wants and have others to interact with helps a small bit, but I need to play along in his schemes or he might end up getting worse. So nice that every flight frame to varying degrees have it, while naturally all Seekers need to be full inheritable sociopaths. Thus gliched coding in their CNA makes the later category rather defenceless towards several processor problems which they can ward off to certain measures when forming at least a Trine” all optics slowly trailed towards the Seekers who looked in a stunned way at the screen.
“He knows about Seeker processor mentality?” Starscream asked in a stunned tone which made everyone snap their helms towards one another.
“So…they are really…”
“Well, flyers really do tend to behave…”
“What is a sociopath?”
“The humans have written in their books, if one looks at different sources it states that it is traditionally defined as a personality disorder, characterized by enduring antisocial behavior, diminished empathy and remorse, and disinhibited or bold behavior. In slightly more detail a sociopath is often well liked because of their charm and high charisma, but they don’t care about others. They firstly and mainly think of themselves and often blame others for the things that they do. They have also a complete disregard for rules and are prone to lie constantly, mostly if it is for their own gain and seldom feel guilt or learn from punishments... ” Hook explained before trailing off as everyone turned back to the Seekers who had their wings raised and stared back at the others. “Well…that was a nice medical information which will make my job in the future much easier.” he noted, though he would have been happier if he would have known about this fact much sooner.
“Hot, fast and a competent medic, we would really need him here” someone in the group mumbled.
”Then we have a workaholic TIC and who needs keep things together? Of course the CMO of this cursed vessel” Rumble sniggered, that Soundwave certainly sounded like his creator while Hook nodded his helm, others tended to miss the fact with who truly holds things up in the background.
”Not that the others make it easier, if I don’t need or have time to ask Breakdown to help me, am I the one who needs to hunt everyone down and either drag them to the med bay or do their exams right there while they are unconscious.” Hook nodded, that sounded like a good idea, he knew how some of the other Cons liked to avoid the med bay and then complain about falling off limbs.
“If he would be our medic, Lord Megatron himself would need to drag me out of there."
”At least is my shift finally over for this cycle, if nothing goes wrong” when the door swished open was everyone a small bit confused when that universe’s Soundwave entered.
“That is Boss’s alternate-self?” Rumble asked in a stunned tone as he looked at the tall, lean mech with sparse, deep violet plating, the glowing, violet lines on his frame were an intriguing sight. It was strange, but the cassette felt also a bit pleased to have a similar, - even if lighter - paintjob as his creator’s other self.
“It is creepy how he can with that size move around so silently and with his paint job he can become almost invisible on that ship.” Breakdown said carefully as he hid behind his Gestalt-mate, that Soundwave frightened him more than that world’s Megatron or even the zombies.
”Soundwave, it is rare that you come here even if you are appointed for medical or alt-mode check-up, is something wrong?” they heard the medic ask while the other Soundwave reached up with his unnaturally long arm and touched the edges of the full faceplate visor. When a hissing and sliding sound could be heard leaned everyone curiously towards the screen, not wanting miss the chance to see the face plate of at least one Soundwave under its guise, well beside Rumble, but he was also curious.
When the visor disappeared it revealed an ashen-silver face plate with the same shade of violet optics as the strange glowing lines on his frame as every Cybertronian seemed to have them in that dimension, though them being per fraction either blue or red.
“He is still creepy, but does not look that bad.” Dirge said, standing still in the close embrace of his Trine and close to their flock.
”Wave,“ some raised an optic ridge at the fact that the medic was allowed to use the TIC’s designation in such a familiar way ”may I remind you that even though nearly everyone beside Breakdown seems to avoid this place like one would a clump of Toxen” everyone was confused about what that was, but after seeing the Cybertronian Plague, Energon Harvester and that Patch thing, they probably did not want to know ”, but there still could be someone, mainly Starscream, walking inside to enair his grievances to me.” both Thundercracker and Skywarp exchanged a fond look while their Trine-leader huffed as his Wingmates nuzzled against him, much to the horror of everyone who was not a Seeker, Cassetticon or Gestalt. ”So my answer is no, Primus knows that Seeker has already enough problems with his processor, I don’t need to shatter the patchwork I managed to do there.” Starscream squirmed a little bit as the hold of his Second and Third tightened around him, the feeling of possessiveness seeping through their bond towards him, but he could also note a tint of thankfulness that there was someone in the world who tried taking care about his alternate-self.
“I wonder what he is on about, are he and their Soundwave working on some type of project?”
”Correction: Starscream in recharge, Knockout should be able to sense due to him having his spark sensing spread out on all of the crew.”
“Spark sensing?” come several stunned voices.
”I know, his spark pulsation rate has dropped which is normal in the case of recharge.” they heard the medic reply in a tired tone as he leaned back against the medical berth, the other Soundwave walking closer with his silent steps.
”Notice: Knockout not resting enough while constantly maintaining a link to everyone’s sparks.” Hook was making together with Starscream notices, they needed to look into what spark sensing was and if it was possible also for them to attain.
”Only a small bit, you all don’t make it easy for me which is not helped by the fact that I’m the only medic abroad this ship.” vents hitched in shock when alternate Soundwave reached the medic and wrapped his unnaturally long arms around his frame, nuzzling against the pristine neck cables.
“Hey, let me go, I can’t see anything! Skywarp!”
“That is a good thing” the purple-black Seeker said as he tightened his grip on the struggling Cassetticon while Thundercracker and Starscream made sure to cover his audios. Soundwave would - no matter his unfeeling upfront - freak if one of his creations sees that what is surely about to come! This falls in a twisted way under the category ‘Walking in on your parents’.
”Fine, you win” the smirk certainly told the partially jealous onlookers that the medic did not mind the attention, mostly not when he wrapped his arms around the thin frame, gently trailing over the glowing lines.
“I would also like the same treatment he gets…” Blitzwing piped up while most of the others nodded.
“Though really, Soundwave?” Bonecrusher asked, he could not see anyone going for the ones like their TIC or any of his alternate selves.
“Don’t let him hear you, telepaths can do a great damage to your processor.” Hook warned.
”Soundwave superior…” they heard alternate-Soundwave say while looking the medic in the optics.
“Was this a statement of an ego?” Octane asked in a stunned tone.
“I would say more along the lines of his standing and skills…” Starscream muttered in annoyance, he hated to admit it, but Soundwave was capable as was that one. It was annoying.
”Mhm…though I know you” several members of the gathered group could not hold back a shudder and some to even let out a small whimper at the deep, purr like way the medic had spoken before those sounds turned into noises of surprise when he flipped them over so that he was atop of that universe’s Soundwave. ”You look adorable like this” the only fact why everyone could tear their gazes - beside a still struggling Rumble who did not see nor hear anything -, from the kiss and exploring touches was due to spotting something long trailing over the red mech’s slender hip.
“W…what IS THAT!” Breakdown screamed as he ducked back into hiding.
“Uhh…that looks like some type of…tentacle?” Thundercracker said while everyone stared with wide optics as also a second of those appeared, sneaking and twisting like snakes around the frame above their owner, nipping at transformations seams and wrapping around lender tights.
”Using your feelers is cheating, though two can play this game” the medic said with a smirk as he grabbed one of the now named ‘feelers’ and slid his glossa over it which to the Con’s surprise earned him a shudder and small whine from the other Soundwave.
Two joors later was Megatron not sure if it had been a good idea to have an officer’s meeting on that cycle. Ground for that thought was the fact that his SIC and his Trine seemed to have trouble not throwing glances towards Soundwave who strangely seemed to be not fully by the meeting since a disgruntled Rumble asked to be allowed back into his deck. After the meeting he saw even more of his troops looking strangely at his Communications Officer which made the warlord contemplate if he should set up rules how often, how many and how long his soldiers could use Starscream’s machine to gaze at other dimensions.
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His decision to make those regulations seemed to become even more prominent two cycles later when he would catch his men cluster in small groups whispering about strange things he had no clue what it was about…and probably better that way.
”Did you hear about that time…”
”I have heard that there is even more about that….”
”It is creepy, as if that mech would need even more such aspects to him.”
”Do you think….”
”Don’t you dare finishing that sentence, I finally managed to get over my fluxes about zombies, my processor does not need more fuel for keeping me away from recharge!”
”I doubt he has those, it was another dimension after all and they look WAAAYYY different. I mean none of our Seekers can just pluck their wing down and wield it as a blade now can they?”
”I’m with you on that case, remember that turned out universe where we are the good guys? Pfff… as if we would be ever like that so I doubt he has them.”
”I heard that Skywarp had tried getting some infos from the twins, but he only got blank stares, this is all the proof I need.”
”Are you running about showing all you have got?”
”Why would I? A good warrior never gives away all of his cards.”
”I’m still the option that he does not have any of those.”
”We have no proof about that. What if he just keeps them hidden?”
”There could be something to it, I mean we did not know till…”
”If he has them I will be unable to look at him without wanting to run for my spark.”
”I personally can’t even decide what their actual use was, I mean he used that to log on a computer like you can do with your cable, fought with it and…that…”
”Do you think that he can use his ones just the same way as…”
”It would be dreadful.”
”Tell me about it, he only spends time with his work or Cassettes, I don’t need to know how he gets some in.”
”Would you stop giving me horrifying ideas!?”
”Sorry, these also scare me and the worst is he can’t be locked out!”
”That’s the other ground I would have liked to be still in the dark.”
”Their medic did not seem to mind when we found out that theirs has them.”
”We have no clue how they ended up dating and I don’t plan on trying that quest.”
”Yeah, we have more chances for Starscream suddenly boasting about his undying loyalty and deep admiration towards Lord Megatron and the Autobots giving up right after seeing us.”
The different type of talks were all around the Nemesis, but interestingly it almost seemed that they all went past the telepath and his creations, even the mortified-curious way a finally cleared up and greatly disturbed Megatron was at times looking at his most loyal officer. He did try to be subtle, but those tentacle like things creped him out, not to mention the whole way the alternate self of his TIC looked.
It was unnerving.
It took almost another whole orn to pass and the rumours that Soundwave may have hidden tentacles in his body – Hook had threatened the next mech who asks him for the TIC's medical records with being thrown in the Communications Chief's quarters – had Starscream enough. He wanted to know if his fellow officer had such appendages as his alternate self, preferably before he drives his Trine-mates to glitching due to his schemes and plans about how to find out seeming to ooze through their bond even if he has it closed.
Skywarp was not an early light cycle mech…
Starscream prided himself for his sharp mind and vast knowledge, after all he did graduate from the Academy’s science course with the highest grades possible. Through this was he also able to consider that by this foe he had limited possibilities, Soundwave was a skilled telepath and Communications Chief, he had after Starscream’s vast knowledge been the bodyguard of one of Cybertron’s most influential politicians. Didn’t the senator have the same designation as Soundwave youngest? Something in his decided he should abandon that line of thought, it would only make his task harder. As already observed and calculated, Soundwave was not one on whom tricks of any type work and for more elaborate schemes he did not have the needed resources which left only one option for a successful mission...
”Inquiry: What is the purpose of Starscream’s presence by my quarters?”
…the direct adjective.
“I merely come here for the purpose of gaining intel for the good of this army.” in a way was he not even lying, everyone was slowly glitching with the speculations if the usually emotionless mech had noon tentacle like appendages or not. They needed to know, but trying to force the Cassettes was a futile attempt of solving the problem…Hook is still busy repairing Astrotrain after Soundwave made his ‘displeasure’ known when the large mech tried to get his answers by grabbing Laserbeak as she was about to land.
”Observation: everyone acting out of line due to one of Soundwave’s alternate selves having an ability you are not sure if shared.” yeah, he was a clever mech and it was infuriating that he was loyal to Megatron.
“Yes, everyone is kind of stuck on that” ’and my Trine members want to finally get some recharge done without waking up screaming about tentacles due to my thoughts getting to them…’ he added in, not being able to see or even guess the smirk appearing on the telepath’s derma behind the mouth-guard. “So as the Second in Command of this army is it my duty to put an end to it before we get fully defeated by those slaggin Autobots.”
”Inquiry: Starscream in clear that he is searching for an answer about something part of this frame and class, Seeker frames also not giving their specifics workings to those not of your own or not observant enough.”
Silver wings snapped high up in alarm as their owner’s processor come to a screeching stop and nearly crash as the words got fully processed.
“WHAT!” Starscream screeched in almost the same high pitched tone Seekers seem to express their shock and panic in their own speech. Soundwave could not in any way suggest that….he did not even know that the Third in Command even FRAGGIN DID INTERFACING! He meant his Cassettes were all split sparks…or well he was sure that all were, he still had some disturbing suspicions about Ratbat, but that was something else.
Suggestion: Starscream thinking about his answer for two orbital cycles. and with that the door slid shut in the Air Commander’s face plate, but he did not register that…he needed to go flying…