A few more months passed and I did more for them. I helped out on missions, but every one of them was screwed up, so failed. But, I did my best and I actually began to earn respect from the Decepticons. Starscream was still his usual self though and we had our slanging matches regardless. Although, towards the 'end' of my capture, we started talking. It was strange. One night when everyone was in their recharge pods and I was alone in the mess hall, he strode in. I thought he was going to squish me for sure, but it turned out he was restless like I was. I don't know whether it was lack of energy making him woozy, but he started talking to me as if I were Skywarp, or Thundercracker.
In fact, we actually agreed on many topics raised, which I think actually surprised him. From then on, we seemed to get on better and better. We still had our slanging matches, but it was for fun rather than anything else. To be honest, our friendship grew and grew. We even used to hang out at night times regularly. Sat staring up into space... You know... I actually started to find him mildly attractive. Lord knows why. I guess it was just how proud he always looked. That red paintwork gleamed in the sun like nothing I'd ever seen before. Or, maybe it was that silly grin he used to give me when he was trying to outsmart me. Towards the end though, I'd find it hard not to look at him and blush a furious red colour. (I nearly matched his chest, for crying out loud!) I think he could tell. After all, he is 1000 times clever, or something... I don't know. I'm just repeating what he said to me once. Hehe. That and my pheromones were probably off the chart... *sigh*
Then, it happened. One night in mid August, the Autobots held a raid and 'took me back'. Bumblebee was happy to see me, as me and him were friends. (Lord knows what he'd have said had he found out I was helping the Decepticons.) They silently snuck in, nabbed me and ran out just as the sensors were tripped and sounded the alarm. If I remember correctly, I actually kicked and yelled as if to tell Prime to let me go. I don't think he noticed, but I think Bumblebee did. He asked me later when we got back to HQ why I did it. I had to make some excuse and quickly changed the subject.
When we did get there though, I noticed Mom wasn't around. Turned out she had moved back to our old house for safety reasons. So, I was shipped off there and there I stayed for a month or two. I missed Megatron and the guys. I missed how they used to hold up stores just to get me the food I wanted to eat. I missed Starscream, my friend...
As it turns out though, the Decepticons were not happy that they'd taken me. After all, I WAS Megatron's adopted daughter. (That still makes me giggle to this day.) They postured and did the usual bravado display, but they were actually secretly trying to locate my whereabouts. Megatron, who thought me and Starscream still hated each other, thought it'd be funny if he sent him to find me. Little did he realize, he actually wanted to. It didn't take him long either. He flew mostly at night so as not to attract attention and found me on the fourth attempt.
When he showed up at my bedroom window one night, I couldn't believe it! I was so happy to see him again, I just flung open my window and leapt straight out at him. Thankfully, he didn't let me drop and caught me, haha. I gave his face a good hug and I guess you could say he hugged me back, in the form of a tight squeeze from his hand. We just stayed like that for ages. I started to wonder what was up. That was until he transformed, chucked me in the cockpit and flew off with me to one of our old hang out places.
I remember the stars were out that night, because it was a clear sky and a frost was forecast. It was so cold, but I couldn't really feel it, since I was in his cockpit, even IF I was in my nightwear. He didn't bother to transform back, he just stayed as he was and spoke to me via his radio. But, it was quiet for quite some time. I asked him if he was ok and he replied with a simple and to the point 'yes'. I knew something was off... I was uncomfortable, so I swung my legs up and tucked them under me in my seat and as I did so, I held onto his interior with my hands so as not to fall face-first into the control panel. He lurched violently and his engines spluttered randomly. I was even more concerned at that point. I thought he was about to explode or something! So, I asked again... All I got in reply this time was a mumble. So, I leaned forwards and held onto the stick to keep balance, so I could persuade him to spill... Bad idea! He lurched again and let out some unholy noise that sounded as if he was being gutted by a can opener!
This time, I demanded to know what was wrong. There was another silence, then he flung me from the cockpit, transformed and caught me in mid air, after which he slumped to the ground and confessed that I was being a 'little too intimate' in there touching his controls and whatnot. I nearly fell out his hand laughing! I decided to tease him a little and asked him if I turned him on, pun intended. His optics flashed and a peculiar colour began to tint his face. Was he blushing, you ask? Indeed, I believe he was! Hah! The thing was, the blushing didn't stop. In fact, it was soon my turn to blush. He started to turn me in his hand and traced me with a finger. I nearly shouted at him and called him a perv, but I was far too busy trying not to have a heart attack at that point to even consider it. He was, after all, touching some very private places!
I remember the look he was giving me though. It was unusual. I'd never seen him look at anyone like it before. It was the kind of look you see from a child in a candy store, only with a softer gaze, rather than a frantic gawk. Then he whispered a quiet 'yes'. Yes? Yes, what? Oh, wait! YES!? He was answering my previous question it'd seem. Bloody hell, my face was a picture. I didn't know what to say or do, so in desperation I just held onto his finger tightly, hiding my crimson face in the process just in case he thought I was silly. He brought me closer to his face and held me there a while, until finally telling me that he 'felt some emotion not unlike human love' towards me, or something. I was so stunned I let out a frightful gasping noise, which made him react by bringing me even closer. I looked up at him. This giant face staring down at me. I could hear the faint hum of his optics, I was that close.
Well, all sense and reason must have fled my brain at that moment, because I planted a kiss on his lip. I say 'lip', because I can't make my kiss reach both. Haha. He reacted with a faint sigh. It sounded almost like a computer powering down!
But, it was indeed getting colder and, although we were both emanating heat from our faces, I was very cold and began to shiver. He noticed and said he was sorry, then proceeded to transform and throw me back in his cockpit. It was warm in there at least...
I felt so happy. I just snuggled into the seat as if to get closer to him and I found myself caressing the walls around me. This was met with another digital sounding sigh and another shudder, thankfully less violent than before.
