Truths And Lies [Megastar - TFP]

37 ~ ˖⁺‧₊˚ ~ Love them ~ ˚₊‧⁺˖ ~ 37

Day passed, and Starscream's tank kept growing, and so did his obnoxious, annoying personality.

Starscream: "NO, YOU CANNOT TOUCH MY TANK YOU FRAGGING-"

Fireblaze: "Why not, tho!? I'm gonna be an aunt!" 

Megatron's carrier and sister kept insisting on either terminating the process or being an active part of it, and the Warlord didn't really know what to do.
Starscream was on the edge of shooting a missile right at Fireblaze's helm, but the Warlord walked between them and pushed away the femme, protecting the Seeker.

Megatron: "At least try to be decent. He's carrying an insane amount of sparks, so leave him alone.

Fireblaze: "I have all the right to stay here. They are my nieces."

Megatron: "We don't know their genders yet, and they are our sparklings, so back off."

The femme backed up a few steps, looking at her brother in spite.

Fireblaze: "Mom will know about this!"

Megatron: "And why should I care?"

The fight of gazes ended when the Warlord backed off, placing a servo in front of the Seeker, shielding him.
The femme left, but as soon as she did, another bot came in. A small one.

Megatron: "Moon, hi."

Moon: "Hi, big brother."

The little child jumped in the arms of their brother, smiling at him, and then smiling at the Seeker.

Moon: "...I know it's not right from me to ask... but can I touch Starscream's tank? I'd like to feel them. "

The gray mech looked at his soon-to-be conjux, asking for permission. The silver mech nodded with a sweet smile, something no one was used to see, but Megatron couldn't get tired of it.
Moon was placed right beside Starscream, and their servos ended up on the Seeker's growing tank. The little one's optics widened, and they kept feeling the little protoforms in the tank.

Moon: "...can I feel the spark?"

Starscream: "Sure, come here."

Starscream allowed Moon to stand on one of his thigh plates, and when the little sparkling's servos touched his chestplate, their optics widened.

Moon: "They're happy! They feel... loved"

The silver mech looked at the small bot, optics wide and liquid threatening to come out of them.

Starscream: "T-They do...?"

Moon: "Yes... they want you both to know that... that they already love you... and they're hungry."

Starscream chuckled with some tars going down his cheek plates.

Starscream: "Understandable, they must have taken their Sire's appetite."

He said, but he said it while looking at said Sire. Being called like that, their Sire, made Megatron's spark sink in happiness, and he hugged the Seeker.
Megatron's helm rested right on Starscream's sparkchamber, and he could feel the sparkbeat of his little ones.

Megatron: "I'm going to love them no matter what, ever."

Those words struck up something inside Starscream, that instinctively wrapped his arms around Megatron's helm, cuddling him.

Starscream: "I'm sure they'll love having you as their Sire... I'm sure I'm glad you are the Sire of my sparklings"

Megatron didn't know what those words meant exactly, but he surely didn't mind hearing them, and they stood there, cuddling, with Moon also getting cuddled in their embrace.

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Short chapter, I know, not much plot, but I felt like we needed some fluff between these two dorks (+ Moon is a little beauty 💜)