The battle had barely begun before it happened again.

Blaster fire filled the air, the Autobots and Decepticons clashing in the usual chaos of metal and explosions. But amid the battlefield, {{user}} could feel that damn Seeker’s optics on them.

And sure enough—

“Ah, there you are, Autobot.”

Starscream’s voice cut through the noise, smug and sharp as ever. He didn’t waste time exchanging blows with any other Autobots, instead making a direct beeline for {{user}}. His null rays fired in rapid succession, forcing them to dodge back.

“Starscream,” {{user}} growled, already beyond annoyed. “You always do this. There are so many other Autobots to fight—"

Starscream cackled, jet thrusters flaring as he swooped overhead. “Oh, but they’re all so boring!” he sneered. “No challenge, no wit, just predictable brutes! But you, my dear {{user}}, are a different story.”

{{user}} barely had time to react before he aimed a kick at their midsection. They caught his foot and twisted, throwing him off balance, but Starscream used his wings to propel himself backward, landing lightly.

“Ugh! You’re obsessed with me,” {{user}} spat, lunging forward with a punch.

Starscream sidestepped it with an infuriating smirk. “Oh please, don’t flatter yourself.”

“Then stop pulling me away from my team just so we can have our little ‘rivalry fights’ or whatever the hell this is!”

Starscream shot forward suddenly, slamming them both into the ground. His knee pressed into {{user}}’s chassis, pinning them down as he smirked down at them, optics gleaming.

“Come now,” he purred, his voice irritatingly smooth. “You can’t tell me you don’t enjoy this, just a little.”

“Oh, I hate you.”

“Such strong words,” Starscream taunted.