Insert Smart Title Here-Pt3

<insert smart title here> Pt3
By Fadura

Thundercracker stared up at the ceiling, bored out of his blue mind. He really didn’t have anything better to do at the moment, other than wonder what Megatron was up to this time.

He’d been stuck inside the decepticon base for an entire week, alone with the rest of the ‘cons and with nothing to do but stare up at the ceiling for hours at a time. Thundercracker continued being bored.

Skywarp was probably wandering the halls stricken by what humans call ‘cabin fever’ and Starscream was in his lab doing… whatever a resident Decepticon mad scientist would do. The blue seeker would probably regret wanting to know.

It was a nice day outside, all dreary and stormy as it always was around this time of the earthen year, in fact, any whether seemed nice today to go flying, but no… Megatron wouldn’t let them, he had to be up to something… Thundercracker’s musings were interrupted by the door to his room opening.

He blinked.

There was a very curvy silhouette standing in the entrance, with bright purple optics glowing where the head should be. Thundercracker blinked again and his bored expression quickly warped into horror.

“Thundercracker!” Was the happy sing-sing feminine voice. “My true love, I have returned!”

“Help me!” Thundercracker yelled and immediately stood up about to bolt when in a flash of brilliant light the femme warped appearing right in front of him.

“Awww, don’t you miss me love?”

“I don’t even know you!”

~0 0 0~

Bonecrusher blinked as Thrust ran by followed quickly by what looked like an overly curvy seeker jet.

Mixmaster beside him made a strange noise that sounded very close to a giggle.

Scrapper frowned as much as his optic visor would allow him to.

“Guess RubyFlight really wasn’t kidding about her ten sisters…” He muttered, then went back to fixing the wall that Skywarp had warped into earlier when he was running away from another annoying and curvy blue femme who seemed to be able to phase through walls...

~0 0 0~

“Primus, they’re popping up like rabbits!” Megatron idly wondered where Starscream had gotten the earthling proverb, but decided against asking, and busied himself with trying to get a beautiful white and pink colored femme off of him.

Which was a surprisingly hard task, considering the fact that the femme was nothing more than long legs with breasts and a pretty heart shaped face. If only he could reach his fusion cannon…

Starscream shrieked from nearby a sound that was muffled as he was pulled into a kiss by a well rounded black seeker femme who had a lot in common with the one that was currently clinging onto him like the world was about to end.

Megatron sighed exasperatedly, sneered and tried to wedge his knee between the femme and himself shouting “Decepticons, GET OUT OF THE BASE NOW!!!” through his communication link and with a kick managed to free himself from the pink and white femme and grab his fusion cannon.

“I demand that you call a reatreat or else…” He aimed the cannon at the black seeker femme that was currently making out with a very displeased Starscream whose null rays seemed to be jammed by abnormally large, sausage shaped, yellow colored earth fruit.

SilverStream gasped and pointed her gun at Megatron. “I will not let you harm my sisters, even though I love you!”

StarWind had been distracted by Megatron’s fusion cannon pointing at her and Starscream was more than happy to take the momentary attention diversion to wriggle out of the femme’s gasp.

For a moment everything seemed still. Then, without warning Megatron pointed his cannon to SilverStream, who’d obviously not expected her one true love to do such a horrible deed and blasted her.

Unfortunately, SilverStream’s armor was fusion cannon resistant and all he managed was to stun her but that was enough.

“Retreat!” Starscream wasn’t about to complain and quickly darted out of the room before StarWind could catch him once more, shrieking screechy curses under her name all the way until he was in the hallway.

Megatron was not far behind keeping his cannon pointed at the femmes until he’d backed out through the entrance of the meeting room. He quickly locked them inside the room then leaned on the wall letting out a sigh of relief.

Starscream was standing not too far away looking rather ill and partially traumatized.

They exchanged looks.

“… I do hope that door stays…” The Air commander said, one optic twitching slightly.

~0 0 0~

And at the end of the day, most of the Decepticons had made it safely out of base.

Most.

Three were still missing, Blitzwing, Swindle, and Scavenger. May Primus have mercy on whatever fate is to come upon them.