Quantum Physics of the Female Anatomy [Transformers Fanfic]

Never Know When Monsters Are Satisfied

“You know, you could always go back to fighting in space.”

“But it wouldn’t be as much fun as I do stringing you along. And I get bored oh so easily.”

“…Starscream…”

Dylan halfheartedly glared at his surrogate guardian, before deciding to ignore the mech and focus on his phone. He frowned. No text. He hoped he hadn’t upset Sam too much by his abrupt leave, but Starscream would’ve just crashed in and caused problems.

“Checking on your femme?” Starscream had an audible smirk in his tone, one that made Dylan twitch irritably.

“Leave Sam out of this,” he said for the something time.

Starscream sighed dramatically. “Oh come on. Besides, she misses me terribly. I hear her asking after me sometimes in your calls. Granted, it’s ‘Dupre’ she wonders about, but I’m him.”

“Don’t spy on my phone calls to her,” Dylan snapped. “And it’s freakin’ cold!”

“It’s not my fault Soundwave is late,” Starscream sniffed, his holoform’s nose sticking up arrogantly in the air. “Slagging piece of…well, he likes to take things slow. Really slow…”

Dylan grumbled more to himself as he stuffed his hands into his pockets, now less enthused about seeing his other guardian than he had been. Still, he worried about Soundwave’s reaction to Sam. And he worried about pulling Sam into all this, more than wary about having Sam dropped into the middle of all this alien war shit he’d managed to get stuck in, courtesy of his father.

“You’re not like your father, are you? Money won’t be enough…it’s power you crave. I can see it in your eyes…I can see the tenacity and the determination that will drive you far.”

 

He flinched and avoided that memory, averting his eyes to a pile of rocks on the ground. Instead, he focused back to his original train of thought. For now, he would have to work hard to keep Sam safe and out of this whole thing. He refused to let Sam get into this mess and to get her caught in the crossfire.

“Dupre’s not real anyways,” he muttered. “You come over as him all the time, and Sam believes you’re real. I don’t like you messing with her like that, and lying to her. I don’t want you to hurt her…She’s a nice girl.”

Starscream eyed the human closely, his human optics narrowed. Dylan was always like this when it came to Sam. Ask him for anything else and his Decepticon loyalty was beyond admirable, even if he disliked more than half of the army. But Sam was a sore point and he was sure that the human cared for this femme more than he would currently admit to.

But he was actually kind of amused about the whole thing and seeing this side of Dylan when it came to the femme. If nothing else, Dylan’s reactions to her and anything to do with her were always amusing.

Somewhere else, Sam was also thinking about the mech, although more to do with Starscream’s alter ego. Dupre, though she’d known him for some years now (even if it was off and on, with the man popping up randomly), was still very unknown to her. And he was very strange. In fact, she couldn’t quite understand how Dupre had survived in the world to now, with how out of touch he seemed with the world or uninformed about everything.