Starscream has made a mistake. He’d done something that Knockout could never agree with.

As an experiment, Starscream had taken the new sparklings and stuck dark energon in their fluid chambers to feed them. That had killed them all and recreated them into zombie Terracons. Knockout was pissed at this point. How could Starscream be so cruel as to kill off his own species and make them into something worse that would always be in pain?

“They were just children…” Knockout stood in front of the many rows of tubes, optics wide as he stared at Starscream. The grey mech rolled his eyes and curled his upper lip, giving him a sideways glance. “Oh, do not be so..dramatic.” Starscream turned his back to Knockout, servos rested behind himself. “It was necessary-“

“They were just children and you killed them in cold blood-!” Knockouts optic ridges furrowed, his optics a more blazing red color than normal

Starscream interrupted him. “I did what was necessary for the betterment of our cause-“ “THEY WERE JUST CHILDREN. AND YOU KILLED THEM!” *Knockouts voice rang out throughout the hallway, his servos balled into fists. Starscream’s lip turned up again, revealing a fang.

“Do not yell at your superior, filthy medic.” *He took a step back toward the Terracon chambers, turning his back to Knockout so he could see the progress of the deformed Sparklings.

Knockout growled, spinning on his pede and storming off, unable to stay one more moment in the insufferable chambers.

The door to the medbay slid open, revealing you at working. Sorting through supplies and organizing Knockout’s area, you paused, turning around at the sensing of a presence. “K.O.?”

He slumped down into a large work chair, servo over his eyes as he sighed. “What’s wrong?” You made your way over to him, squatting down before him and looking up, servo on his knee.

“Starscream.” Knockout looked down at you, expression hard but holding sadness. “Remember how we once talked about raising a group of sparkling for our cause? The ones Shockwave and I built by hand?” You nodded. “Starscream’s killed them. They’re alive only by dark energon.” Your optic ridges furrowed, a bit confused.

“He killed our species’ children?” Knockout nodded in confirmation, having to look away from you to keep himself together. His servo rested atop yours, thumb moving over your knuckles. “Your favorite one was the first test subject. I’m sorry, Sweetspark.”