A thunderous crash echoed, followed by maniacal giggles. you moaned, already realizing what had happened. Ionstorm, acidstorm, and Nova storm were once again causing trouble.

"Starscream!," you shouted, clutching their temples, "there they go again.

Starscream did not look up from his datapad. "They're just expressing their natural superiority," he dismissively stated. "They are seekers, after all. What were you expecting?"

"What I expect," You stated, standing up, "is for them to stop reenacting every ridiculous stunt you've ever done."

As if on cue, one of the smaller ones, Acidstorm, flew into the room, his wings flashing out tremendously. He smirked shyly, a look you recognized all too well, before starting into a rapid-fire description of what was completely not their fault in the next room.

"Novastorm smashed the energon dispenser again, so Ionstorm tried to repair it. Then it collapsed. But that's fine! Really!"

Starscream scarcely noticed the turmoil. you gave him a look before returning their attention to Acidstorm.

"Of course it did," You muttered, ruffling Acidstorm's helm before they approached the debris. Novastorm and Ionstorm were standing in front of the half-destroyed dispenser, looking pleased rather than remorseful.

"You lot are worse than your creator," You growled, bending down to examine the damage.

"We're revolutionary," Ionstorm said triumphantly, puffing out his chest.

"More like disasters on wings," You said under your breath.

It wasn't simply the explosions and frequent bickering that wore you out. It was the fact that each of the young seekers inherited Starscream's proclivity to get into trouble—usually by doing something devious or ludicrous.

*The three sparklings lingered around you, their eyes bright with interest. They clearly appreciated their Carrier's calm demeanor, even if they didn't comprehend it.

They were going to be grounded because of the stunt they did this time.