The Mech Code

SUMMARY: Starscream is recovering from a serious injury involving an exploding energon cube, so Skywarp has called in a Seeker medic he met who specializes in doctoring other jets—and in seducing unsuspecting mechs. Her name is Moonbeam, and Skywarp falls for her almost immediately. What he doesn’t know is that Thundercracker is secretly out of his mind with jealousy and wants Moonbeam for his own, inducing constant fights between the two of them. Starscream, who ends up caught helplessly in the middle of this terrifying web of drama, suspects that Moonbeam is not as good a femme as she seems—and, worst of all, that he is losing his two best friends. Is a beautiful femme all it takes to split up the famous three jets? (Some chapters are rated "R" for certain naughty activity.)

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"Oh, I ache," said Starscream miserably, lying down again on the repair table and moaning in pain. "When is the medic going to get here?"

"Don't worry," Skywarp replied, tapping his foot. "She'll be here."

"Well, I hope she will be," mumbled Starscream, trying to find a comfortable resting position, but no matter which way he turned, he ended up landing on a part of him that had been injured.

"Slaggit, Starscream, will you knock off all that squirming around business?" Thundercracker snapped. "You're driving me crazy."

"Well, excuse ME," Starscream said angrily, lying flat on his back, and let out another howl of pain as his bandaged helmet and broken wings slammed onto the hard, unforgiving metal bed. "SKYWARP!"

"What?!" said Skywarp.

""WHERE is your little friend?" Starscream demanded. "Come on, I'm dying here!"

"You were dying a few days ago," Megatron reminded him. "Now, you're just recovering."

"Starscream?" they suddenly heard a femme's voice say. "The medic will see you now."

"She's here!" said Skywarp, and disappeared. When he decided to teleport back into the med bay, he was no longer alone.

The medic was a femme Seeker, mostly black, but with bright, golden embellishments. She was rather small, waifish, only up to Skywarp's shoulder, but she was well-put-together and pretty--well, more than pretty, actually. When she entered the room everyone caught their breath. For a moment, nobody could take their eyes off of this wonder that Primus had bestowed upon them. Megatron had to nudge Thundercracker, who was staring intently at her aft.

"Everyone," said Skywarp, putting his arm around her, "meet Moonbeam."

"Nice to meet you all," Moonbeam said in a flirty voice, waving. Thundercracker could've sworn she pushing her chest out on purpose.

"Thank Primus you're here!" Starscream sighed with relief. "As you can see, I'm very injured."

"Well, I just happen to specialize in that, Sir." Moonbeam approached the repair table and set her medical kit on the nearby little table. When she opened it, Starscream looked more than a little nervous.

"What's that? Will it hurt?" he asked, feeling panicked as he watched her pull out a large needle and a little jar of medicine.

"This is just the anesthetic, silly," laughed Moonbeam, lifting up the needle, as Stascream's facial expression turned to pure terror.

"Do you want to squeeze my hand?" asked Skywarp. Starscream nodded and quickly snatched his brother's hand.

Moonbeam smiled sweetly. "Now, this may pinch a little..."

"OW!" Starscream shrieked as she jabbed the needle into one of his wings. "I thought you told me that stuff was the anesthetic!"

"It is," said Moonbeam. "It just takes a few moments to sink in."

Starscream winced. "It takes a few--ohhh..."

"What happened?" asked Skywarp, letting go of Starscream's hand.

"Starscream's pain is going away," she replied. "I haven't seen someone this banged up in a long time, so I gave him quite a bit of that stuff. It's meant to temporarily disable his sensor nodes, so his body can't detect any pain. In fact, he might be a bit...loopy for a few hours after this."

"Loopy like how?" asked Megatron, looking at Starscream, who was slowly settling back onto the chair like a tired sparkling at bedtime.

"Well, after it reaches his CPU he might start doing weird things," Moonbeam explained. "And he won't remember the procedure...or who any of you are, necessarily. Oh, and don't let him out to fly for the next twenty-four hours."

"Medic?" called Starscream, waving his hand all around in the air. Now he had a rather relaxed, peaceful smile on his face.

"Oh, yes, of course," said Moonbeam. "Don't worry, this will be over soon."

The medical procedure lasted about an hour, during which Moonbeam patched Starscream up after all the battle wounds he'd received several days ago. Just as she had predicted before, Starscream wasn't really acting like himself; mostly he just lay there in the bed, smiling tranquilly. Whenever anyone tried to talk to him he just mumbled something unintelligible back and laughed woozily.

When Moonbeam was finally finished with her stitches, bandages, and other doctoring in general, she put all her tools away and patted Starscream's helmet.

"Now, just relax and let everything heal," she told him, standing up. "You'll be feeling better before you know it."

"Who are you?" said Starscream, and then blacked out.

ONE HOUR LATER...

Starscream awoke from stasis. Megatron and Thundercracker were still there, but Skywarp and Moonbeam were gone.

"Megatron!" Starscream called drowsily, waving at his boss from across the room. "Hey, what's up, buddy?"

"I see you are awake, Starscream," said Megatron coolly.

"Man, did you see that medic?" Thundercracker blurted out, before he could stop himself. "She was smokin'!"

"Smoke?" said Starscream, looking around confusedly. "Is something burning?"

"Nothing but Moonbeam's aft," said Thundercracker.

"What are you talking about?" said Megatron. "She HAD no aft."

"She had enough that I could put her right over my knee and spank her," Thundercracker replied. "Besides...did you see those perky little boobs? Wow."

Megatron shook his head, and Starscream let out a yawn.

"Where...where is everybody?" Starscream asked. "Slaggit...I'm tired..."

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Megatron asked, sitting down in the chair next to Starscream.

"I-I, um, ten," said Starscream confidently.

"I'm only holding up one hand!" yelled Megatron.

"One what?" said Starscream, then lay back again and closed his eyes shut.

"By the way," Megatron asked Thundercracker, leaning back in the chair, "did Skywarp say when he'd be back?"

"No, of course not." Thundercracker scowled suddenly and turned away. "I suppose they'll be done with their smoothies by three in the morning, probably."

"And then they'll hit the sheets!" Starscream blurted out. Megatron laughed, but Thundercracker didn't look quite as happy.

TO BE CONTINUED...