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Starscream was currently in his laboratory, working on what you may call a... Project of sorts. 

Although ever since he had been stuck on this disgusting little organic planet with its annoying little primitive parasites, materials and such were hard to come by. Specifically Cybertronian materials. 

It annoyed Starscream greatly. 

He had projects to do! Plans to be carried on! Weapons to be created! How else could he continue on with plan number one hundred and twenty seven of overthrowing Megatron? 

It didn't help that Shockwave was an annoying little glitch too and stubbornly did not give him any of the materials that he currently owned back on Cybertron. 'A waste of resources' he says, he was gatekeeping them! That slagger.

It was extremely frustrating. 

Curse this stupid war. 

So, he had to resort to pathetically scrounge for earth materials and compounds instead which always made Starscream's face scrunch up in distaste. Absolutely revolting.

He couldn't believe that he, Starscream, had to resort to this. It was unbecoming of him. 

So of course, he forcefully dragged the Constructicons along with him and made them do most of the work of scavenging the materials. 

What? He was their Second in command! He was their superior, their leader! They had to follow his orders. 

And he didn't want to ruin his perfect finish.

Ahem, anyways. Continuing on. 

He was doing a project. 

Yes, a project, Starscream thought maliciously with a wide grin spreading across his face that showed off his sharp denta. 

He may or may not be making some explosives. No big deal. 

And he may or may not be using them on a very particular mech. 

Megatron.

Starscream almost purred at the thought of Megatron's name and in excitement of what was to come. 

See, this time, his plan was very simple. 

He was to just plant these explosives onto Megatron's habsuite, specifically his berth, and all would be swell for Starscream! Not so swell for his dear old leader, Megatron. 

Once Megatron even applies any sort of pressure on his berth, the explosives would immediately be set to explode, exploding on Megatron which would supposedly promptly kill him. Or atleast injure him greatly so that he was in no shape to do anything. Especially not lead the Decepticons. 

It was perfect. 

It was so simple that it shouldn't and couldn't be expected by Megatron at all! 

He could already imagine it. The entire Decepticon empire being finally and properly his. 

Starscream giggled in a giddy manner at the thought. 

Oh yes, just you wait you old piece of scrap. All he had to do was perfect and finish this little bomb and everything would be his. He'd lead the Decepticons to victory and finally end this putrid war and all of earth and Cybertron would be his! His!

This plan was surely going to work.

...This time. 

He was currently using Perchlorates, a highly explosive chemical if not carefully handled. 

This material was an oxidizing agent and small little amounts of it should be safe enough to use in general but large amounts of it could be extremely explosive. 

He was only going to use small quantities of it for now though, simply just to test it with the current fuel mixture he currently had going on right now. 

Since Perchlorates are oxidizers, they needed to be mixed with a fuel to create the explosive mixture he needed for his plan. He didn't want to immediately throw in a bunch considering that If he did then he'd had just blown himself up instead which wasn't really his goal, quite the opposite in fact. Duh. 

So for now, he was simply just testing what worked and what didn't. And also to properly test it out if it would even explode properly. 

Of course, Starscream did his research. He was no idiotic novice. How insulting. He knew what to do but it was better to be safe than sorry, especially in science. He wanted to perfect this plan. He didn't want it to blow up all on his face. Quite literally, too. 

His fuel mixture contained just some common fuels which were just some aluminum powder and a bit of polymers that he had gotten the Constructicons to get for him. 

He carefully assessed the fuel mixture, making sure everything was alright before he decided to add the Perchlorates chemical. Just a few would do, for now. 

He was going to just squeeze a little bit into his mixture when-

Starscream suddenly heard a small 'Vop!' noise and he didn't process it fast enough as he was currently preoccupied with his thoughts and his current task at hand. 

"Hey, Starscream!" Skywarp's enthusiastic and very loud greeting could suddenly be heard from right behind him.

Starscream really should have known by now to expect sudden surprise visits like these by Skywarp, he really should have. 

...He still flinched in a startled manner though, accidentally dropping way more Perchlorates than needed. 

Well, slag. 

The fuel mixture he had going on changed into a different color, a small hiss could be heard from it as it sizzled.

"Is it supposed to be doing that?" Skywarp asked cluelessly as Starscream's left optic twitched in irritation as he just prepared himself for what was about to happen. The fuel mixture started to bubble up rapidly. 

"Wow Screamer, you're really getting sloppy with your work!-"

Skywarp's teasing words were ultimately interrupted and cut off by a loud 'Boom!' as the mixture exploded on the two seekers, sending them flying back and hitting the wall before sliding down onto the cold floors of Starscream's laboratory.

They both let out pained groans in unison as they had eventually recovered from the explosion, Starscream's desk and work a mess. 

"Woah." Skywarp simply said, his wings slightly twitching. 

"Skywarp." Starscream smiled in an unusually calm and reserved manner as he turned to look at him, placing both of his servos onto both of Skywarp's shoulders. 

"Are you fragging stupid?! You- I, I don't even know what to say." Starscream yelled at Skywarp before laughing a bit maniacally in an unamused manner as he shook Skywarp back and forth rapidly and roughly. 

"Do you know how long it's going to get me that perfect fuel mixture?! Annoyingly long, that's what!" Starscream said, his face scrunched up into a deep scowl as he glared down at Skywarp and stopped shaking him around. 

"Hey, it's not my fault you got startled by my awesomeness." Skywarp huffed out quietly and shrugged Starscream's servos off of him. Starscream's wings twitched violently in irritation. 

"Not your, not your fault? Not your fault?" Starscream repeated the words with an unamused sneer on his face, absolutely upset. 

"You are testing my patience, 'Warp." Starscream practically growled the words, glaring at Skywarp. 

"You are so annoying, you know that? And with a huge fragging stupid processor too! The most biggest stupidest one, in fact!" Starscream yelled in complaint while running a servo down his faceplate. 

"You're the stupid one." Skywarp mumbled out bitterly under his breath.

"What was that." Starscream said sharply as he heard Skywarp's mumbled words. 

"I said you were the stupid one!" Skywarp yelled at Starscream. Starscream's left optic twitched in an irritated manner once more. 

"And stop calling me stupid! I can do some smart slag too like the little science stuff you do here in your dumb lab." Skywarp retorted back angrily in defense, crossing his arms with an upset huff.

"You don't even know what the word smart means." Starscream argued. 

"Well I..." Skywarp started but paused a bit for dramatic effect. 

"...Can say a word with every letter in the alphabet." Skywarp continued with a smug look on his face. 

A short pause filled the air. 

"What the frag does that even mean." Starscream said, genuinely so done with Skywarp. 

"Give me a letter right now, and I can say any word with that letter." Skywarp insisted, still proud of his words as if he just discovered something extraordinary for all of cybertronian kind. 

Starscream paused, taking in Skywarp's words. He inhaled and exhaled deeply. 

"That's how the alphabet fragging works." Starscream stated in exasperation, looking at Skywarp as if he had sprouted out 10 different kinds of wings everywhere on his frame. 

"Give me a letter!" Skywarp insisted. 

"Fine, the letter F." Starscream had sighed loudly, indulging Skywarp. 

Skywarp then proceeded to make an ungodly noise that sounded like he was experiencing indigestion and was choking up on a mammal here on this planet while trying to eat it. 

Starscream just blinked. 

"What the frag was that." 

"Foto." Skywarp happily boasted his answer proudly, a grin on his face. 

Foto, Skywarp says. Foto. Starscream knew he was talking about the word 'Photo'.  

Apparently the noise Skywarp made was supposed to replicate a weird camera click noise that the natives of this planet had.

Starscream heaved a sigh and covered his faceplate with his servos in an exasperated manner, taking a few seconds to recover and gather his thoughts.

"Out of all the F words, you could've used," Starscream started, eventually emerging out of his servos to slowly turn to look at Skywarp again with a blank look on his face. 

"You chose the only fragging word that doesn't even start with F!" Starscream snapped, completely exasperated and in disbelief at Skywarp's seemingly stupidity. 

"What?" Skywarp just said cluelessly. 

"Foto does start with F, Literally!" Skywarp insisted before starting to obnoxiously sound out the letter. 

"FFFffffffhhh! FFFFFFFF! You don't hear that?" Skywarp asked with a huff, squinting his optics at Starscream. 

"No, I definitely hear that. But photo starts with the letter P. Not F." Starscream replied, emphasizing the word photo. 

Skywarp just stared at him for a bit. 

"How the frag does foto start with a P? Picture starts with a P." 

"Spell elephant." Starscream simply just said in response, demanding him to spell the word of supposedly one of the largest living mammal here on this planet.  

"Do I look stupid to you? Do you think I don't know how to spell elephant?" Skywarp accused in an upset manner, placing his servos down on his hips. 

"Yes, absolutely." Starscream bluntly replied back, earning an offended squawk from Skywarp with his wings raising up high. 

"Actually, you know what, don't even spell the 'ele' part. Just spell the 'phant' part." 

"That's easy!" Skywarp said, puffing up his chest in a prideful manner. 

"F, e-" Skywarp started and Starscream just made a loud and grating noise that expressed that Skywarp was immediately wrong. 

"No." Starscream firmly said. 

"It starts with a P, you dumbaft!" 

"Stop calling me a dumbaft!" Skywarp yelled back angrily. 

"Actually, you're not a dumbaft." Starscream started before pausing a bit. 

"YOU'RE A FRAGGING IDIOT!" Starscream's aggravated scream echoed in the walls of the laboratory.