Starscream's legs hung off of the cliff, his wings low but not exactly against the ground. He looked down, an almost sour expression on his face as he leaned forward. His arms pressed against his knees as he found himself deep in thought. It was so unlike him, to be so immersed in thinking. He could be ruling Cybertron right now, but here he is. Brooding about a stupid crush that he had to UNFORTUNATELY develop.

For Primus's sake, it was Optimus Prime's child. THE Optimus Prime's child. Of all people, them? To be fair, it's not like Starscream ever actually believed in love until he saw them. He visibly shook at the thought, hating how vulnerable and stupid he felt for developing this stupid little infatuation.