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Chapter 1: Sparkling Starscream

After being driven off the battle field, Megatron, Soundwave and the rest of the flying vechicons retreated back to the Nemesis.
Megatron was deeply worried about Starscream, beating the crap out of Optimus had drained some of the aggression that had built up after he had found his lover in the rumble.
* * *
"The Cannon was destroyed beyond repair." Optimus said after stepping out of the ground bridge, allowing his team to enter the base.
"Perhaps it's for the best, we never should have built it in the first place." Ratchet commented.
Optimus sighed in agreement, Megatron's reaction had deeply unsettled him maybe he was a traitor to his own kind by protecting the weapon.

**********

Back on the nemesis, Megatron rushed to the medbay the moment he was back and barged through the doors his optics searching for his second's form. He found him... nestled in Knockout's arms whom was trying to sooth the crying toddler.

"Is he alright? What happened?" megatron asked, rushing closer.

Surprisingly, the moment Starscream caught sight of Megatron, his cries died down to small hiccups and he reached out to be Picked up by the large mech. Megatron was a little reluctant to pick the sparkling up, as he had no experience with such tiny creatures, but he finally sighed and did so. Starscream squealed happily and buried himself in the broad chest, purring contentedly.

"He's fine, physically, my Lord. However, his mind had regressed as much as his body. He IS a 3 years old toddler in any sense. For now, I have no idea how to reverse this... I will need more time to find a cure... if it exists." Knockout supplied in a soft voice, not wanting to startle the seekerling into crying again.

"I see, thank you, Knockout." Megatron replied, looking down at the seekerling in his arms.
He knew that until Starscream was reverted back to his orginal age, he would need a replacement second in command and he knew who was right for the job.
-Dreadwing, I need by to speak with you. Come to the med bay.-

-I'm on my way.- Was the immediate reply, and moments later, the large flier entered the medbay... and froze at the sight that greeted him.

Megatron was holding - very gently almost lovingly - a contentedly purring seekerling in his arms. A seekerling that sported the colors of Starscream, oddly. He slaped himself out of this momentary shock at the very unusual sight, and come closer.

"I am at your Command, my Lord."

hearing the new voice, the sparkling looked up from his spot against megatron's chest and looked up at the large flier. Big red optics looked in awe at the sheer size of him, and he reached out with a curious hand.

"Big..." he chirped, and giggled. "Big wings!" he clapped excitedly, and Megatron tightened his grip so the wiggling, slippery toddler won't fall from his arms.

"As you can see, there is a slight... problem with Starscream. Until this is settled, I need you to take his place as Second in Command, Dreadwing." Megatron explained, still trying to keep a good hold on Starscream.

"As you wish, my lord." Dreadwing replied as he looked at the small flyer.
Starscream giggled as he tried to free himself from the large bots hold.
"Starscream, hold still." Megatron said, gently but firmly.
Starscream looked up at him and glared.
Megatron chuckled, he knew that look all to well, it was the same look Scream would give him when he was annoyed with him.

Dreadwing couldn't help but think this was cute. Starscream had that pouty glare that he still mastered when he was an adult, and Megatron looked like he was having a hard time resisting the cute tiny version of that one.

"Don't glare at me, Starscream. You can't go wandering on your own." he said sternly, and Starscream's pout deepened. His little lips quivered and tears started to pool at the corners of his optics. "And don't you start crying either. It will get you nowhere."

"No fun... Wanna 'splore!" The tiny seekerling retorted in his best pouty/pleading tune, and made big puppy-dog optics at Megatron.

Knockout returned with a supply of very low grade energon for the little one and tilted his head at the display, a crooked smile twisting his lips. Even as a sparkling, Starscream was stuill his manipulative self, it seemed. "My Lord? I brought you a supply of extra-low grade energon for him. Erm... where do you want him to stay until he can be restored?"

"For the time being he'll stay with me." Megatron told him.
"I wouldn't mind watching, Lord Megatron." Dreadwing offered.
It was well known that Dreadwing had a soft spot when it came to sparklings and younglings. And being a Seeker, Dreadwing would be a great sparkling sitter as all Seekers were natural care givers and would protect thier little charges with thier lives.
"Thank you, Dreadwing."
"We'll need to keep Starscream away from a certain femme, Primus only know what she'll do." Knockout said.

"That treacherous arachnid is creepy enough as it is." Megatron agreed, and held Starscream more protectively.

"Wouldn't surprise me if she tried to eat him..." Knockout said with disgust clear in his voice. "That fragging arachnid have really something nasty about her."

Starscream was starting to whimper and push at Megatron's chest. He wanted DOWN, and he wanted it NOW! He was building up a nice little temper fit, when he found himself shifted about to lay on his back against Megatron's large forearm, little wings carefully tucked against the rough plating. He kicked his feet angrily and hissed at him, little face scrunched up in displeasure.

"No! No! Down! Want down now!" He wailed and kicked at Megatron,s broad chest, starting to wail loudly. Until a pacifier was stuck into his mouth by Breakdown, who had arrived with a harmful of sparkling things that were on storage for when Megatron decided he wanted an Heir.

Starscream glared at the blue mech and his little cheeks were still streaked with coolant and he tried to spit out the pacifier.

Knockout gave Breakdown a small thankful smile which the large blue con returned.
Megatron skillfully pressed his pinky finger to the pacifier to keep Starscream from spitting it out.
"Nice try, Starscream." Megatron said with a small smile.
The seekerling grumbled around the pacifier but started to feel soothed by the object and started struggling.

"Stop struggling now sparkling. It's time for tired little ones to get some recharge." Megatron said sternly, and started to rub soothing circles on Starscream's little winglets.

The seekerling's struggle started to get weaker as his optics started to droop, and he was sucking on the pacifier more slowly. In a few more moments, he was in recharge, nestled against Megatron's broad chest.

"He's... kinda cute, isn't he?" Breakdown asked, leaning closer to have a good llook at the tiny sparkling.

"When he's asleep, yeah..." Knockout agreed, rolling his optics. "But now we have to make sure that the Autobots don't find out either. It would create all sorts of trouble..."

"That will not happen, not after today." Megatron said with a slight growl.
He had lost all respect for Optimus this day and there was no way that respect for the Prime would ever return.
Dreadwing nodded in agreement as he continued to watch the little one. He felt a pang of longing for a sparkling of his own grip his spark.

Megatron was rocking the sleeping Starscream in his arms and resisted the urge to bent and kiss the little helm. The seekerling was adorable... but he wanted his Second and lover back as soon as possible, too. he sighed some, and looked at Dreadwing.

"I want you to go back to that facility and retrieve whatever's left of that weapon. Knockout could analyze it and find a way to undo what it's done." he ordered cortly, absently rubbing the tiny winglets under his digits.

"As you Command, my Lord." Dreadwing replied, and with a last longing look for the little sparkling, he left the room, and went to his mission.

*********

'Almost makes you want one of your own.' Breakdown said over the bond as he helped clean up the med bay with his bond mate.
'Almost? Sparkling's are a huge responsibility. Not to mention, loud and messy.' Knockout replied.
'So?'

There was a long silence, before knockout answered again. 'You are serious, are you? About wanting one?'

'Of course I am. Why would I say so if I wasn't?' Breakdown sounded somehow hurt and pouty. he gave his mate a pointed glare and bit his lower lip, resuming his work.

'I don't know, Breakdown... I'm not sure I am ready, you know.' He sounded a little scared of the prospect to be honest. 'I think I'd be an awful parent...'

Breakdown put down the tools he was holding and went to his lover's side, wrapping his strong arms around him. He replied out loud this time. "Don't say that, Knockout. I'm sure you'll be a wonderful creator."

Knockout couldn't help but smile at his mate's words, leaning against him, love filling the bond. He then noticed Megatron still in the med bay softly crooning to the sleeping sparkling.
'I think Lord Megatron would make a great father. He's doing great with Starscream.' Knockout observed.
'Which is surprising due to his size and power. But appearances can be deceiving.' Breakdown replied, nuzzling his mate.

Megatron had all but forgotten about the two mechs still in the room tending to their duties. he was enthralled with the sleeping seekerling in his arms. As Starscream slept, he observed with awe his relaxed, cute little faceplate, optics shuttered, and soon he yawned widely and poked his glossa out liking his lips, shifted, and curled closer to the warm chestplates and calming beating spark below.

That had the be the cutest thing he ever witnessed, and it filled him with a fierce, savage desire to protect that little life at all costs. he lifted a clawed hand and stroke a tiny winglet, which twitched and fanned a bit, Starscream cooing softly in his sleep. His claw was soon grasped tightly when he took it closer to Starscream little chestplates and the sparkling nibbled at the tip sleepily, little engines purring.

He obviously knew he was perfectly safe where he was, and that Megatron would protect him and care for him. Said warlord soon left the medbay after ordering Knockout- in a soft voice not to rouse the sparkling - to keep the medbay prepared for when Dreadwing came back with the remains of the weapon.

When he was done he returned to his quarters with Starscream - noticing that sparkling's stuff had been left by breakdown and he smiled some. He'll have to thank the mech later... A crib, blankets, toys, all needed to clean and feed a sparkling this young. The little toddler wouldn,t get bored, it seems. Megatron went to the large chair usually behind his desk and settled with his little charge against his chest.

Starscream let out a sigh and a word that made the old mech's hardened spark tightened and melt at the same time.

"Dada..."

-TBC-

Description
Chapter 1: Sparkling Starscream

After being driven off the battle field, Megatron, Soundwave and the rest of the flying vechicons retreated back to the Nemesis.
Megatron was deeply worried about Starscream, beating the crap out of Optimus had drained some of the aggression that had built up after he had found his lover in the rumble.
* * *
"The Cannon was destroyed beyond repair." Optimus said after stepping out of the ground bridge, allowing his team to enter the base.
"Perhaps it's for the best, we never should have built it in the first place." Ratchet commented.
Optimus sighed in agreement, Megatron's reaction had deeply unsettled him maybe he was a traitor to his own kind by protecting the weapon.

**********

Back on the nemesis, Megatron rushed to the medbay the moment he was back and barged through the doors his optics searching for his second's form. He found him... nestled in Knockout's arms whom was trying to sooth the crying toddler.

"Is he alright? What happened?" megatron asked, rushing closer.

Surprisingly, the moment Starscream caught sight of Megatron, his cries died down to small hiccups and he reached out to be Picked up by the large mech. Megatron was a little reluctant to pick the sparkling up, as he had no experience with such tiny creatures, but he finally sighed and did so. Starscream squealed happily and buried himself in the broad chest, purring contentedly.

"He's fine, physically, my Lord. However, his mind had regressed as much as his body. He IS a 3 years old toddler in any sense. For now, I have no idea how to reverse this... I will need more time to find a cure... if it exists." Knockout supplied in a soft voice, not wanting to startle the seekerling into crying again.

"I see, thank you, Knockout." Megatron replied, looking down at the seekerling in his arms.
He knew that until Starscream was reverted back to his orginal age, he would need a replacement second in command and he knew who was right for the job.
-Dreadwing, I need by to speak with you. Come to the med bay.-

-I'm on my way.- Was the immediate reply, and moments later, the large flier entered the medbay... and froze at the sight that greeted him.

Megatron was holding - very gently almost lovingly - a contentedly purring seekerling in his arms. A seekerling that sported the colors of Starscream, oddly. He slaped himself out of this momentary shock at the very unusual sight, and come closer.

"I am at your Command, my Lord."

hearing the new voice, the sparkling looked up from his spot against megatron's chest and looked up at the large flier. Big red optics looked in awe at the sheer size of him, and he reached out with a curious hand.

"Big..." he chirped, and giggled. "Big wings!" he clapped excitedly, and Megatron tightened his grip so the wiggling, slippery toddler won't fall from his arms.

"As you can see, there is a slight... problem with Starscream. Until this is settled, I need you to take his place as Second in Command, Dreadwing." Megatron explained, still trying to keep a good hold on Starscream.

"As you wish, my lord." Dreadwing replied as he looked at the small flyer.
Starscream giggled as he tried to free himself from the large bots hold.
"Starscream, hold still." Megatron said, gently but firmly.
Starscream looked up at him and glared.
Megatron chuckled, he knew that look all to well, it was the same look Scream would give him when he was annoyed with him.

Dreadwing couldn't help but think this was cute. Starscream had that pouty glare that he still mastered when he was an adult, and Megatron looked like he was having a hard time resisting the cute tiny version of that one.

"Don't glare at me, Starscream. You can't go wandering on your own." he said sternly, and Starscream's pout deepened. His little lips quivered and tears started to pool at the corners of his optics. "And don't you start crying either. It will get you nowhere."

"No fun... Wanna 'splore!" The tiny seekerling retorted in his best pouty/pleading tune, and made big puppy-dog optics at Megatron.

Knockout returned with a supply of very low grade energon for the little one and tilted his head at the display, a crooked smile twisting his lips. Even as a sparkling, Starscream was stuill his manipulative self, it seemed. "My Lord? I brought you a supply of extra-low grade energon for him. Erm... where do you want him to stay until he can be restored?"

"For the time being he'll stay with me." Megatron told him.
"I wouldn't mind watching, Lord Megatron." Dreadwing offered.
It was well known that Dreadwing had a soft spot when it came to sparklings and younglings. And being a Seeker, Dreadwing would be a great sparkling sitter as all Seekers were natural care givers and would protect thier little charges with thier lives.
"Thank you, Dreadwing."
"We'll need to keep Starscream away from a certain femme, Primus only know what she'll do." Knockout said.

"That treacherous arachnid is creepy enough as it is." Megatron agreed, and held Starscream more protectively.

"Wouldn't surprise me if she tried to eat him..." Knockout said with disgust clear in his voice. "That fragging arachnid have really something nasty about her."

Starscream was starting to whimper and push at Megatron's chest. He wanted DOWN, and he wanted it NOW! He was building up a nice little temper fit, when he found himself shifted about to lay on his back against Megatron's large forearm, little wings carefully tucked against the rough plating. He kicked his feet angrily and hissed at him, little face scrunched up in displeasure.

"No! No! Down! Want down now!" He wailed and kicked at Megatron,s broad chest, starting to wail loudly. Until a pacifier was stuck into his mouth by Breakdown, who had arrived with a harmful of sparkling things that were on storage for when Megatron decided he wanted an Heir.

Starscream glared at the blue mech and his little cheeks were still streaked with coolant and he tried to spit out the pacifier.

Knockout gave Breakdown a small thankful smile which the large blue con returned.
Megatron skillfully pressed his pinky finger to the pacifier to keep Starscream from spitting it out.
"Nice try, Starscream." Megatron said with a small smile.
The seekerling grumbled around the pacifier but started to feel soothed by the object and started struggling.

"Stop struggling now sparkling. It's time for tired little ones to get some recharge." Megatron said sternly, and started to rub soothing circles on Starscream's little winglets.

The seekerling's struggle started to get weaker as his optics started to droop, and he was sucking on the pacifier more slowly. In a few more moments, he was in recharge, nestled against Megatron's broad chest.

"He's... kinda cute, isn't he?" Breakdown asked, leaning closer to have a good llook at the tiny sparkling.

"When he's asleep, yeah..." Knockout agreed, rolling his optics. "But now we have to make sure that the Autobots don't find out either. It would create all sorts of trouble..."

"That will not happen, not after today." Megatron said with a slight growl.
He had lost all respect for Optimus this day and there was no way that respect for the Prime would ever return.
Dreadwing nodded in agreement as he continued to watch the little one. He felt a pang of longing for a sparkling of his own grip his spark.

Megatron was rocking the sleeping Starscream in his arms and resisted the urge to bent and kiss the little helm. The seekerling was adorable... but he wanted his Second and lover back as soon as possible, too. he sighed some, and looked at Dreadwing.

"I want you to go back to that facility and retrieve whatever's left of that weapon. Knockout could analyze it and find a way to undo what it's done." he ordered cortly, absently rubbing the tiny winglets under his digits.

"As you Command, my Lord." Dreadwing replied, and with a last longing look for the little sparkling, he left the room, and went to his mission.

*********

'Almost makes you want one of your own.' Breakdown said over the bond as he helped clean up the med bay with his bond mate.
'Almost? Sparkling's are a huge responsibility. Not to mention, loud and messy.' Knockout replied.
'So?'

There was a long silence, before knockout answered again. 'You are serious, are you? About wanting one?'

'Of course I am. Why would I say so if I wasn't?' Breakdown sounded somehow hurt and pouty. he gave his mate a pointed glare and bit his lower lip, resuming his work.

'I don't know, Breakdown... I'm not sure I am ready, you know.' He sounded a little scared of the prospect to be honest. 'I think I'd be an awful parent...'

Breakdown put down the tools he was holding and went to his lover's side, wrapping his strong arms around him. He replied out loud this time. "Don't say that, Knockout. I'm sure you'll be a wonderful creator."

Knockout couldn't help but smile at his mate's words, leaning against him, love filling the bond. He then noticed Megatron still in the med bay softly crooning to the sleeping sparkling.
'I think Lord Megatron would make a great father. He's doing great with Starscream.' Knockout observed.
'Which is surprising due to his size and power. But appearances can be deceiving.' Breakdown replied, nuzzling his mate.

Megatron had all but forgotten about the two mechs still in the room tending to their duties. he was enthralled with the sleeping seekerling in his arms. As Starscream slept, he observed with awe his relaxed, cute little faceplate, optics shuttered, and soon he yawned widely and poked his glossa out liking his lips, shifted, and curled closer to the warm chestplates and calming beating spark below.

That had the be the cutest thing he ever witnessed, and it filled him with a fierce, savage desire to protect that little life at all costs. he lifted a clawed hand and stroke a tiny winglet, which twitched and fanned a bit, Starscream cooing softly in his sleep. His claw was soon grasped tightly when he took it closer to Starscream little chestplates and the sparkling nibbled at the tip sleepily, little engines purring.

He obviously knew he was perfectly safe where he was, and that Megatron would protect him and care for him. Said warlord soon left the medbay after ordering Knockout- in a soft voice not to rouse the sparkling - to keep the medbay prepared for when Dreadwing came back with the remains of the weapon.

When he was done he returned to his quarters with Starscream - noticing that sparkling's stuff had been left by breakdown and he smiled some. He'll have to thank the mech later... A crib, blankets, toys, all needed to clean and feed a sparkling this young. The little toddler wouldn,t get bored, it seems. Megatron went to the large chair usually behind his desk and settled with his little charge against his chest.

Starscream let out a sigh and a word that made the old mech's hardened spark tightened and melt at the same time.

"Dada..."

-TBC-