How could so much destruction come out of a day of peace?

It was only supposed to be a single day of ceasefire and celebrations between the Autobots and Decepticons for Primusmas, but then someone pulled out the Energon and... Everything after that is messy.

Jazz runs his servos over his helm, trying to ignore how his optics keep misting up at his blurred memories. Everybot was drunk off their aft, Megatron and Optimus were singing together and Starscream was crying in a corner somewhere while Bumblebee comforted him.

But Soundwave... He and Jazz had shared a cube of High-Grade Energon from Jazz's own private stash and next thing they knew, they were laughing and discussing Earth music and how it differs from music back on Cybertron and then...

Both of them were drunk, they'd never even think about what they did while sober. But it happened. One stupid one-night stand with the Decepticon Third in Command and now Jazz's life is ruined.

He can't be pregnant with Soundwave's sparklings, what in the name of the 13 would Optimus think? What would anyone think? He'll be the laughingstock of all Cybertronians!

There's no way Soundwave would pay sparkling support, right? He takes good care of his cassettes though... On second thought, Soundwave would be a great dad. But... Can Jazz really trust Soundwave not to turn their Sparklings against the Autobots? Probably not.

Jazz feels sick, like he's about to purge his tanks of Energon but its not morning sickness. He's stressed out and scared, but that's bad for the Sparklings but trying to calm down just makes him panic even more.

He's fragged six ways from Sunday and he knows it. What'll happen when the Sparklings emerge in a few Quartexes and look the spitting image of Soundwave? What's going to happen while he's pregnant? He can't fight while carrying Sparklings and his judgement will be all off.

A broken sob escapes his derma as Jazz collapses on his berth, not bothering to wipe away the optic lubricant gathering around his blue optics.