Cloned

— Who ... are you!? Starscream fell aft to the ground, he clearly did not expect to see a transformer remotely resembling him in this primus-forgotten cave. The optics of the second Starscream expanded, and he opened his mouth slightly, but closed it at the same moment. Getting up from the floor, Starscream dusted himself off more for the sake of appearance than for the result. — I'm Starscream, but who are you? The aero commander directed his dark manipulator at, in his opinion, an impostor. — No, it's me - Starscream — there was a hysterical scream. Following the example of his "clone", Starscream also stood up.— How can you prove that you are a real Starscream? He just grinned and put the rockets away, he wasn't going to argue which one of them was real.He wanted to... have fun. — You know, even if you are me from a parallel universe, I would never choose being you... such a body — Starscream pointed at his friend in misfortune with his clawed finger, and stretched out in a grin — Too bright and not much childish, don't you think? Even in such a situation, he manages to be sarcastic, and what, it's even interesting to observe the reaction of "himself". Starscream squeezed the blue manipulators, and made an attempt to calmly ventilate, but the air in the ventilation systems was trembling. Finding the strength, he parted his dark lips revealing dentoplastin. — Don't forget, you are me. The second seeker did not answer anything, just turned his head away, realizing that it was pointless to argue with himself.Their characters were almost identical, except that the hulls were significantly different. The dark, clawed manipulator of Starscream walked along the convex walls of the cave, how can they get out of here now. Starscream theatrically rolled his eyes and sat down on the ground. He had no intention of sitting here, but there was no other way out, he could only sit and wait. Maybe someone will notice his absence, or maybe not. And if they forgot about him? Thundercracker and Skywarp probably don't even think about him right now. He always felt like an outsider in his triad. These two were fine without him, he just caused problems. Placing the helmet on the lower servo, he covered the optics. The second Starscream also significantly depressed. Looking at his "clone" through the shoulder segment, he thought. And what can he think about himself? Turning around completely, he took a decisive step towards Starscream. Most likely, the processor of the latter was occupied with the same thoughts as Starscream, but it did not become less interesting. How he regretted now that he did not have the same telepathy as Soundwave, he would now turn over all the memory files to this seeker. But choosing a more humane way, he still came closer. — What are you thinking about? The question echoed through the cave, and was given an unpleasant pain in the audio sensors. Starscream lifted the helmet from his lap and looked at the second. Starscream frowned. — It's none of your business. Starscream laughed, this seeker looked so funny now, so offended. Well, how can I not at least smile here. Sitting down next to him, he calmly ventilated. — You don't have to answer, I already know. The second did not find the words, part of it was true. Having vented heavily, Starscream still turned around, propping his helmet with a blue manipulator. They still had to sit here for Unicron knows how long. Starscream decided to brighten up this pastime. Grinning, he opened his mouth slightly. — I've always been curious to chat with myself, especially with such a smart self. The darker aero commander also chuckled. He accepted this silent challenge. — Oh, I'm really very smart, which probably can't be said about you. Starscream suppressed the desire to direct zero rays at him, only bit his lip. He began to sort through all possible witty answers in the processor. — Maybe you want to check, Starscream. It was unusual for the Seeker to say his name in such a context, but it was stupid to deny that the transformer opposite was not called that way. Gracefully placing the blue manipulator on his chest, Scrim waited for an answer. Yes, they were both quite sophisticated and beautiful, you can't take that away from them. No one was going to deny it. The Seeker on the contrary had already opened his mouth to answer, as the earth fell from the ceiling. The floor shook under his feet. For a second, everything was quiet, Starscreams exchanged glances. But before they even had time to come to their senses, the earthquake covered them with a new force. Without noticing it, Starscream bit into Starscream's manipulator with a death grip. The latter himself was frightened by such a change in the situation. With every second, the floor and walls began to shake harder. The sparks of both sixers shrank at the thought that they could be overwhelmed, and then no one would find them. The optics of the dark Starscream rounded and he shifted his gaze to Starscream. Seeker dug his blue manipulators into Starscream's chest compartment and pressed harder. Scary. Both are scared. The earth fell on their heads, and then Starscream bent down to somehow protect his body from scratches. After a couple of minutes, everything went quiet, Starscream did not notice that he was literally lying on his clone. While Starscream held the second one just below the waist. Both did not immediately understand what had happened. After a couple of nanoclics, both looked at each other. — Let me go! — Starscream screamed as he felt someone holding him by the waist. Starscream did not immediately understand what was coming. He wasn't going to let go of his "friend", he just loosened his grip. The Seeker flashed his red optics viciously, but did not dare to take further action. The tremors were still felt, but now more distantly, it seems to have passed. But the panic still did not leave his body. The spark was at a furious pace, then shrinking, then it seemed ready to explode. Scary. Only one Starscream is scared, the second Starscream was already calm. The vent system has lost its way, chaotically chasing the air. Something indistinct was heard from the side of the red-blue fur. The air commander was surprised, it seems Starscream was really afraid. — Shhh, don't be afraid, it's already over. The Dark Seeker tried to make a movement similar to stroking. He felt trembling in his hands, he had not yet had to calm himself down. He was confused, he didn't know what to do now. I'm... —Starscream thought, simultaneously trying to bring all the systems back to normal. It's been a long time since he let his emotions run wild — I'm not afraid. Starscream made an attempt to unclench the manipulators, but they did not obey. — Don't worry. Oh, Primus, what's he talking about anyway. Starscream tried to put his thoughts in order, and not to seem stupid, but it turned out badly. All his words sounded shaky and awkward. Trying to calm the second, he began to worry himself. Moving the manipulator to the neck of the trembling seeker, he looked at his faceplate. Lips trembled, then opened, then vice versa. Embarrassed, Starscream bent down slightly, lifting the helmet of the mech opposite, he shortened the distance between them. The measured ventilation into the audio sensor itself significantly calmed the seeker. The warmth of someone else's breath slowly spread through the body. Finally opening the optics, he looked into the red eyes of his clone. So beautiful, so fascinating, I want to look into them, drown in them. It was comforting. Gently smiling gently, Starscream approached the facial Starscream. The Seeker didn't expect it. Dark lips touched his cheek. The contrast between the heated body and the icy lips felt like a pleasant tingling. The spark fluttered, trying to break out, merge with someone else, but so native. Why? Why didn't they meet earlier? I didn't want to torment myself with questions. In place of a light kiss, there was a trace of glosa. Starscream wasn't going to stop there. The next kiss turned out to be smeared somewhere in the corner of the mouth. Initially, he planned to kiss him on the lips, but at the last moment he changed the trajectory. Awkward. There was an unpleasant knot at the bottom of the cockpit, Starscream was taken aback. No, it shouldn't have happened. He did not know how to react, and whether something should be done in the current situation. For the third time, Starscream joined the lips. Carefully, as if he was afraid of losing what he had just found. Without glosa, he kissed the seeker with tenderness. Starscream was watching this. He was in no hurry to answer. Putting the manipulators on the shoulders of the seeker on the counter, he already wanted to push the impudent man away, but something prevented him from doing it.It had been so long since he had felt such tenderness, he had already forgotten what it was. The kisses were much nicer than the beatings. Remembering Megatron, he grimaced, this old fool thought that no one needed Starscream, he was wrong, he needed himself. Awkwardly and confused in actions due to awkwardness, Starscream still responded to this crumpled kiss. Carefully adding a voice, he tried to linger longer on such soft lips. From the excess of feelings, and saliva, they did not notice how both relaxed. Starscream went limp and leaned on the clone with his whole body. The long-awaited tranquility is so dear, but so forgotten. It had been a long time since he had felt so good. I didn't want to think. The only thing he wanted was to feel the warmth of someone else's body forever. To forget about everything, to dissolve in these embraces, even supercharged did not give him such lightness. Feeling the metal heating up under the inguinal panel, Starscream interrupted the kiss. Recoiling from Starscream, he turned away in embarrassment. Slag, how could he get turned on by some kind of touch. I didn't want to feel it, it was too awkward. Seeker laughed softly, he felt the same way. Unable to find the words in himself, Starscream only pressed closer. Warmth slowly spread through his body along with excitement. To deny that both wanted the interface was stupid, they felt each other better than themselves. Starscream carefully placed his clawed manipulator on Starscream's hip joint. Slightly squeezing, he held up. From the side of the seeker, a quiet hiss was heard, it seems Starscream accidentally scratched him. As an apology, he held the spruce-spruce touching all the way to the knee sharinir, trying not to touch the delicate metal with his claws. Starscream accepted the apology, but he wasn't going to give it away so easily. — What are you doing? The commander insisted. Starscream stopped his caress, but did not remove the manipulator. Words were superfluous, now it was just them, just the two of them. It was possible to do everything, when will he still be able to meet a transformer who understands him as much as he does? After a couple of joors, they were still found under the rubble. Both were offline due to fatigue. Megatrons seeing each other only nodded as a sign of understanding of the situation, understanding the situation, because the displacement of realities happened just because of their new experiment with deadly weapons. — You won't believe what happened to me. Starscream choked with emotions trying to retell everything that happened to him in that cave. Thundercracker and Skywarp looked at each other in silence. — Tell me already. Thundercracker exhaled wearily. Starscream vented deeply, and then blurted out in one breath. — I saw my clone. He... He was almost like me, but not quite like me, he was a little different. More precisely, he differed a lot, but we were so similar. Thundercracker and Skywarp, not believing their audio sensors, asked in chorus. — A clone? The glory of their commander at least seemed strange. - yes. Starscream was more confident than ever. He was sure that his triad would believe him, there was no doubt. With a fading spark, he was waiting for a bunch of questions from friends, but they only looked at each other incredulously. — It looks like you hit the processor hard. Rumble seems to have overdone the tremors. Thundercracker and Skywarp were still there... surprised by the words of Starscream. - No! I'm perfectly fine, why don't you believe me? Thundercracker and Skywarp looked at each other and nodded, since Starscream himself does not understand, then he will have to be dragged to the sick bay. Starscream did not have time to understand what was happening as he was picked up under the manipulators and dragged to the side. — Hey! What are you doing? I'm perfectly fine. Let me go! This is an order! Starscream was screaming hysterically, which made two of his friends grimace. What a loud vocalizer he has, however. Having vented heavily, they grabbed him harder, and without changing the path, they resolutely moved out of the central corridor. Still, a medic should examine him.