A/N: The long awaited return!

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Megatron looked over to Shockwave and back to Soundwave and Starscream. "Primus..." The little seeker wiggled around in Soundwave's arms, making frustrated chirps and squeaks. Soundwave finally obliged and set the little one down on the floor. Starscream stood up and curiously hobbled over to the warlord. His large optics stared up at him. Megatron stared back, not sure about his second's predicament.

"Who," Starscream squeaked at him in question. Scrap. Sparklings were foreign to him. He'd never really been around any before. Plus, the tenderness that came with having them was off putting to say the least.

The seeker cocked his head to the side and waited for and answer. Megatron looked up at Soundwave. The surveillance officer nodded, encouraging him to reply. Going about it carefully was going to be difficult. Soundwave wouldn't want him to be frightened and even Megatron didn't want to deal with an upset sparkling. Even if it was once his sparkmate.

That being said, the warlord had to do something. Who would have guessed that the lean and over dramatical air commander would ever be something this small and round.

He picked up the small frame by the nape of his neck. The small one fidgeted in his grasp. Megatron then scooped him up in his opposite hand to hold him properly. Starscream stared up at him, having no answer to his question. Megatron looked back at him. A faint smirk grew upon his faceplates.

"I am Megatron. If you must know, little one." Starscream continued to stare at him, optics wide with fascination.

"M-Megatwon," the seekerling chirped. His small frame lit up with giggling and happy chirping.

The small thing calmed down and focused on what else about the warlord caught his attention. The shininess of his armor. Shiny things were a seeker's weakness. Megatron learned this a while back when Starscream was actually himself and could be seen shoving small, shimmering things into his subspace. Not to mention the amount of times Megatron had to find something to keep the seeker from getting to in the way of his work. They were needy creatures after all.

Starscream placed both of his hands on the warlord's chest plates. His tiny servos traced the dips and curves in the plating. Shockwave and Soundwave watched him, surprised at how quiet he had become. Somehow, their first in command had managed to gain control of him.

"Shockwave, Soundwave. I'm tasking you with looking after him until you learn of a way to reverse this," Megatron commanded, looking at both of them. They both nodded in acceptance. Shockwave would have objected, but he would do as he was told. He knew Soundwave wouldn't have said a word about it. Primus, he might even enjoy it.

Megatron put the little sparkling down and let him walk back to Soundwave.

"Put project Predacon on temporary hold. I want him back to fighting status." With those words, the warlord left the laboratory. Starscream waved sadly at the exit way and reached up for Soundwave's servos.