Starscream is the carrier, Megatron is the sire...

Starscream reclined irritably in his quarters, energon cubes scattered around him. His wings quivered with hormonal agitation. He pressed a servo dramatically to his cockpit. “My figure is ruined, ruined! And I demand more energon—at once!” His sharp voice rang through the room. “If anyone dares to deny me, I’ll blast them into scrap! The great Starscream will not suffer indignity without compensation!”