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[Cybertronians do not dream.

This alone should have been enough to wake either of them up.

As it was Jetfire dreamt of finishing the flight to catch up with Sunstorm, the battle seemingly lasting an eternity, as dreams perhaps do, but also confirming his theory of a binary-agent reaction.

And then...

He'd said something, the words forgotten as everything exploded and then its cold and dark again. Ice creeping up, holding him down and still but this time, he's not alone. That simple thought, realization, yanked him straight out of recharge and it took him several moments to understand that he's looking down at Starscream's helm.

"I got out."

That hadn't been said. Nothing had. He'd... he's not even sure what that was (lacking a concept for dreaming, and English wasn't coming to him at the moment, but whatever that was, it hadn't happened.

Despite this, he couldn't shake the dread, and raising one hand to lay on Starscream's arm just to see if he was there? Was harder than it should have been.]

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[Megatron was dead. He knew this. He saw it.

He was the reason for it.

But Starscream stepped through the door and the shot fired before he had a moment to react. He felt the shot piece through his plating, just missing the vital parts that would have instantly sent him offline.

It was probably aimed that way on purpose.

And there he was. Looming like he usually did with that arrogant expression that caused Starscream to hate him even more. Even Shockwave was there.

But he also knew things, things that caused the Decepticon commander to pause. He was about to say more when --

He felt the hand on his arm and he jerked. More than he should have. His systems onlined and it shouldn't have been a shock.

Jetfire was there. Of course he was. Why wouldn't he be? Still ...]

What?

[He didn't know what else to say.]

[Depsite the fact that he'd just reached out to confirm Starscream was there - and why wouldn't he be, no matter how real that... glitch? had felt - Jetfire was almost surprised enough to pull his hand back when Starscream actually said something.

Then his hand thightened about the metal again, thumb stroking lightly.]

Ah... I. Er. I'm not sure. I'm quite sure I'm not glitched enough to... Are you all right?

[Jetfire frowned slightly, shaking his helm as he pushed away his questions to focus on Starscream; he'd felt the jerk and he wasn't going to assume anything, but at the same time...]

[What was that anyway? He felt the melting of metal, but at the same time it was vague ... like it was happening but not really at all.

It was hard to explain really.

He wasn't even sure what it was.]

... I'm fine. You?

Depending on the definition of "fine", yes and no... Nothing seems to be wrong, truly, as per the diagnostics, yet there's the fact that I just experienced a... er. collection of scenes while in recharge which has nothing to do with what have happened to us as of yet, though it could possibly be a logical extrapolation from what happened right before we ended up here...

[Jetfire trailed off, frowning, optics unfocused as he stared without actually seeing at some point between Starscream's vents while trying to make sense of what he'd just experienced.

It couldn't be real, actually, right? That would ust not make sense, even if it... seemed like a very possible sequence of events to happen and it had certainly felt real.]

[Starscream huffed. He didn't really want to talk about this at the moment. It was too ... strange.]

You talk too much.

[He moved and flopped himself on his front, but facing the other way from Jetfire.

But it also kind of spread his right wing over the white jet like a big, flat metal blanket.]

Mmm... you say that nearly all the time. If I actually listened, I'd end up saying nothing at all.

[Eyeing Starscream as he moved about, Jetfire half wondered if he'd decide to leave the bed and maybe the room, if only to avoid saying anything because it was obvious he wasn't the only one something... strange had happened to while in recharge.]

On the other hand, you might be---

[Jetfire grimaced faintly and cut himself off, laying one hand against the expanse of wing covering him, lazily trailing his palm over it. He couldn't in good conscience say that Starscream was right and he shouldn't have said everything he has to Ironhide.

He'd meant every single word.]

Why don't you practice doing that, because I'm going back to sleep.

[He tucked his arms under his head like a make-shift pillow. Sleep was an odd term for him to use, but he mostly did on purpose.

Just to be difficult.

Which was a usual thing for him.]

Accounting for when we went into recharge you're merely going to wake up in less than a breem, you know. Probably half.

[Nonetheless, he didn't do anything as Starscream got comfortable, merely trailing his hand from the edge of one wing to another. And, yes, he continued to speak.]

Maybe after a full breem, breem and a half, if you were subject to a similar thing as I was, since depending on how much processing power and energy was used to actually keep enough of our processors online to be aware of... that, you could need another few klilks of recharge.

Not any more than that, though, I would surmise.

[He propped himself up with his free hand, and didn't exert himself to stop the light caress; if anything, if Starscream was so very adamant about going back to recharge, it might help him.

Not that he still would remain in recharge to too long either way.]

I'll have you know, I am perfectly capable of staying in recharge for an extended period of time if I want to.

You might not be able to because it'd mean you'd have to stop talking for too long. And we can't have that.

[Starscream was also normally cranky when he was tired. Though at the moment he wasn't tired as just cranky.]

If you really wish me to be quiet, Starscream, I can do that. But what is the real issue here?

[Pause, and even Jetfire's wandering hands still.]

I... apologize, if I've been keeping... er, closer to you the last few days than you feel comfortable with...

[He could admit that. Ironhide's little explosion had perhaps hit closer to home than he'd thought. He'd come to peace with it from his fellow Autobots, but it was suddenly surprisingly charged when the accusation came from an Autobot he didn't technically know.]

[Jetfire really wasn't going to just let Starscream go back to recharge was he? The Seeker made an annoyed sound before moving from his otherwise comfortable position to bop Jetfire on the forehead.]

No. I don't care about that. I had some weird memory glitch. No, I don't want to talk about it.

I don't mind the other part. What I do mind is that you keep talking.

[And with a huff, Starscream plopped himself back down.]

[Maybe soon. If Starscream entertained him enough. Jetfire didn't defend himself from the bopping, but caught the hand Starscream had used after he'd done it and squeezed the fingers.]

Mmm. What are the odds we both experienced a 'weird memory glitch' during the same period of time, the same night?

[It wasn't technically talking specifically about Starscream's dream, as more the mechanics around it.]

And yet you always say you aren't listening to me, Starscream, so if it's really that offensive... Why not tune it out?

[Jetfire leaned over to murmur the words into Starscream's nearest audial receptor, curling a little closer around the Seeker when Starscream had got himself comfortable again. Starscream could, also, always turn off his audio. If he really didn't want to listen to Jetfire, he didn't have to.]

It probably has to do with this place. We both turned human once, remember?

[He grumbled slightly.]

Anyway, I don't want to talk about it. Can't you just leave it at that?

[But he didn't move as Jetifre leaned in closer. That was fine if he wanted to get all cuddly. As long as he didn't try to talk anymore about what happened.]

Don't remind me, please. I still don't understand how that even worked; there should be no concieveable way to change species and the shock of it at least not severely traumatizing the individual...

[Jetfire drummed his fingers against the nearest bit of available plating, which happened to be some part of Starscream instead of his own, considering he was doing his best to keep them intertwined.]

Even if it might be pssoible two switch an organic into another organic species, as per DNA manipulation, but, again, the trauma would probably kill them... And changing a mechanoid into an organic ought to simply not happen... er.

Yes, I can leave it at that.

[Jetfire's vocalizer fuzzed briefly, not so much out of embarassment for having gone on a tangent, as forgetting to answer Starscream's question.]

I don't need a science lecture about the probabilities of things happening and why they are impossible. You need to stop forgetting that I went to the Academy too.

[They had the same classes, Jetfire. Why do you keep rambling science like he doesn't know? And you say you have no ego.]

Next time I hope you get turned into a cat.

I haven't forgotten, and it wasn't a lecture. If you would want to contribute, you're certainly welcome to do so. I remember perfectly well our Academy days.

[Sometimes, too well. And his ego merely lies in pride in his work, not... whereever you think his ego is, Starscream.]

... A cat? Why a cat, of all things?

[Jetfire shifted up enough to be able to give Starscream a good, confused stare before he settled down again, resisting the urge to re-arrange the Seeker and merely got close, resting his chin on the top of vent that was down towards the bed.]

It was so a lecture. And don't lecture me about whether or not you are lecturing because that was totally a lecture.

[Exactly.]

And as for why a cat, well-- lets just say that Ravage was far less annoying than you sometimes.

[He huffed and Jetfire should really be glad Starscream didn't just shove him off the bed.]

Your idea of what constitutes a lecture versus sharing or protesting seems a bit off.

[Though it took him a brief moment to follow that roundabout reasoning. It seemed Starscream had become slightly more refined when saying he was doing something that he'd disputed he wasn't.]

... I see. Not that I'm sure I completely follow why a cat, still, since while I agree Ravage looked remarkably like one even before you came upon Earth... But if you say so.

[He just wondered why Starscream wanted him... well, a cat couldn't speak, so that part was easy, but the rest? Organic cats didn't really look like Ravage.]

See, now this is an example of you always having to be right.

[He moved to sit up and pretty much glare at Jetfire. Was this going to turn into a fight? Possibly.]

No matter what it is, you have to either have the last word or shove your ego around because you can't possibly be wrong.

[He huffed and threw his hands up in the air in annoyance.]

[Matching Starscream's move to sit up, Jetfire frowned, resting his weight on one hand. Right now, there was technically nothing he could say that wouldn't anger Starscream.]

Just because I disagree with you, doesn't mean I'm always right. I've been wrong. But I'm not going to agree with every single thing you say, either.

[Of course, that didn't mean he wouldn't speak, but currently, with what had been going on lately, there was the slightest of urge to not have said anything.]

I... apologize, however, if you feel that's all I do.

[He vented softly, frown still present, and made no move to touch Starscream, who wouldn't have appreciated it at the moment.]

And you still have to be right about me saying you always think that.

But of course you won't agree with me because that would be admitting that you are wrong. And you can't ever do that. Oh, no.

[He waves his hands around, gesturing in much annoyance as he goes off on his mini tangent.]

Starscream... [Excuse him a moment as he dragged his hand down his faceplates.]

I don't say the majority of the things I do in an attempt to lecture you; would it be so alien to consider that I'm trying to engage you in discussion?

I--

[He wasn't going to listen. Jetfire knew he wouldn't.]

And I'm not going to agree with you just to placate you. That wouldn't be honest.

[Before, he'd never had thought of this as a solution. Well, he knew it technically wasn't one, but...

Reaching out, he snagged Starscream's ankle and pulled, immediately getting on top of Starscream, trapping the Seeker's hands between their frames, and settled down around him.]

Perhaps you could do me the favour of giving me an example of me being wrong... One which doesn't involve what you think are lectures... Or you could just argue more, but I'm not going to listen to anargument I can't properly engage with.

Hey!

Stop trying to push me around. You can't properly argue mentally so you're resorting to this? Just because you can't keep up with me intellectually and refuse to admit when you're wrong doesn't mean you can do this.

[So not fair, you big, giant, metal mass. Starscream just glared like an annoyed cat.]

Isn't this an example of you being wrong? What you are doing right now?!

I just did do it, though.

[Jetfire made sure the look he met Starscream's glare with was just flat.]

An argument that's based in me either agreeing with you to placate you, or saying one of two things that will annoy you isn't an honest argument.

[He shifted, slightly guiltily, when Starscream snapped at him, shrugged and then just settled back, resting his hands along Starscream's vents, but not really touching.]

Probably, yes. It's not the best way of handling the situation, but I was more looking for an actual argument or discussion where I was wrong... Not how I chose to react to a given situation, since I'm quite sure you'd think each and every time we fought I was "wrong".

Every time we fight you are wrong. But you refuse to admit it, because you can't stand me being right.

And that's what all of this is about. How you have to be right. All the time. Constantly.

[He huffs in Jetfire's direction. Because it's so true.]

Ah.

[That? Have the flattest, driest single word ever out of Jetfire. Well, that might be a lie, he's probably used that tone before.]

That explains it. I suppose, Starscream...

[Jetfire will just lean up enough so that he's murmuring against Starscream's audial, lips moving against the metal.]

That you don't understand the meaning of "hypocricy"?

[With that, he settles down enough to rest his chin on one of Starscream's shoulders, one hand snaked between them and locked around Starscream's werists to help hold his arms still, and his other hand just trailing up and down a vent lazily.

He might, or might not, also have turned off his audio reception.]

[Was Jetfire cuddling him? He was so cuddling him. How dare he cuddle him.]

I am not a hypocrite and you are being annoying. Which you do all the time. Like now.

Right now you're being annoying, but of course I will be wrong because how ever could you be annoying. That's simply not possible.

[He tried to move around but, Jetfire made that difficult. At least his sarcasm came out nice and clear.]

[He was, indeed, most certainly cuddling you, Starscream. Forcibly, by necessity. It also took Jetfire a few minutes to reply, as he was just looking at Starscream.]

No, if you think I'm annoying, I might well be. But then we're even because you are certainly quite annoying at times too.

[He leaned forward a bit, a tiny smile hovering about his lips.]

Happy now? You aren't wrong.

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No.

[He's never really happy. Because he's Starscream. And that's just how it is.

And he was being cuddled.]

The way you worded it totally does not count.

[Shush, there's nothing wrong with enjoying the closeness of each other's frames. But he'll be nice and release the wrists he was holding on to.]

And how should I have worded it then?

[Pause, and something in the situation just reminds him...]

... And would you be more amenable at this time to share those other language files?

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