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Summary:

The war is on its way to ending, but at the most recent peace meeting, a shocking discovery is made!!

Bumblebee and Starscream are dating!! Or are they...

Notes:

Confession time: One of my fav TF ships is StarBee!!
I hope you all enjoy this, I had so so much fun writing it!!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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The Cybertronian Civil War that raged on for millennia started its ending surprisingly quietly, all things considered; Optimus Prime and Megatron entering a room together and leaving with a tentative armistice. No one knows exactly what went down in the ruined building they stayed in, just that they went in enemies and left hesitant allies. Thus began the tense peace talks and attempted cohabitation between the two factions as the new era of peace that all hoped for was closer than ever.

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The most recent peace meeting was going well- as well as it could, at least.

The two opposing leaders were, once again, disagreeing over the smallest thing, neither wanting the other to have the final word. Jazz watched the two, head swinging back and forth to whoever was talking with a small grin, as Prowl reviewed different datapads with Soundwave, tuning out the bickering between the two. Bumblebee was very obviously ignoring everything in the room in favour of scribbling Primus knows what on an extra datapad, being forced to tilt it away from prying eyes as Skywarp was trying to peak over his shoulder- the result being him nearly sideways in his chair. Starscream was quietly gossiping to Thundercracker, one or both snickering every so often while side eyeing different mechs. Cliffjumper, despite promising he would be there, was suspiciously missing.

That was until the red mech in question burst into the room at least.

“WHAT THE FRAG IS THIS?” He yelled as he stormed in, stalking up to his brother and slamming something on the table in front of him.

The room went quiet as Bee flinched slightly and straightened up, hiding the pad against his chassis. Everyone leaned in slightly to see what was slammed down as he just said, “yeah, what about it?” At the same time, everyone in the room read the title of the tabloid that Cliffjumper had brought with him:

“Prime’s Golden Scout, Dating the Decepticon SIC??”

On the cover was a photograph of the two- seemingly on a date, based on the headline. They were both leaning into each other from across a table, a single energon cube with two straws between them. Starscream’s face wasn’t able to be seen, but Bee had a soft smile on his.

The room descended into chaos very quickly after, cries of “why???” and “is there a glitch in your processor??” coming from quite a few of the mechs there, while the others just stared between the two apparent lovers with heavy judgement on their faces. Thundercracker sighed while Skywarp began to laugh, at the same time, Starscream started cackling at everyone’s reactions- only increasing as half the room shot hard glares at him with different levels of annoyance or downright hatred.

Cliffjumper slammed his servos on the table again and there was silence once more. In an overly calm, sugary sweet voice, he asked, “Bumblebee, my dear brother, is this true?”

The yellow mech in question just raised an eyebrow. “Yes? I don’t see why you’re making such a big deal about this?” He grinned slightly, “You jealous?”

“Jealous!? You-” He was cut off by Optimus, who gestured for him to calm down.

“I think what Cliffjumper is trying to say is that this is a shock to us all. Not to be rude,” this part was aimed at Starscream, before he once again turned to the scout, “but why... him?”

Before he could answer, the Seeker in question stood up and strutted up to Bee, draping himself over the other’s shoulders and curling his arms around him. “Why? Am I not good enough for you?” His lips curled into a smug smirk as Bee rolled his eyes, though he was smiling slightly.

“Shut up, dearest,” the petname was said with a certain tone- annoyance? Indulgence? It was hard to tell, but Starscream flushed slightly all the same, his grin staying in place. “Honestly though,” he looked at Optimus and Cliffjumper again, though he glanced at the others around them, “you can’t tell me that it isn’t a good move.”

“On both of our parts, honestly,” Starscream added.

“A... good move?” Prowl asked slowly, inserting himself into the conversation. He took a moment and then groaned, dragging his servos down his face. “Bumblebee I swear to Primus if you mean what I think you mean.”

The mech in question just shrugged carelessly as his partner laughed.

Prowl invented deeply.

“What? What do you-” Cliffjumper cut himself off as a couple more pieces of the puzzle clicked into place, he stared at his brother with some indiscernible expression. The others followed his train of thought.

For the first time since this started, Jazz spoke up, “Bumblebee, mech, please tell us ya aren’t dating Screamer for political reasons.”

He was silent.

“I’m not Bumblebee- we are dating for reasons like that. Smart, right? It was my idea.” The Decepticon’s SIC said this with that same smugness he’s had the entire exchange, even when Bee smacked his shoulder.

“No you did not! It was fully my idea! All you do is come up with a few date ideas!”

Something else clicked in Jazz’s head. “Ya planned ta get caught on that date, didn’t ya.” He sounded so disappointed.

At the same time, the two replied, “obviously,” the Second staring at Jazz like he was stupid while Bee just leaned further into Starscream’s hold.

“Why.” Megatron had finally spoken up, his gravelly voice causing the seeker to stiffen slightly and flip him off.

Bumblebee’s servo subtly came up to rub his thumb along Starscream’s and he answered, “None of your business? Can we get back to the whole meeting thing now?”

This caused Cliffjumper to finally start yelling again, “No!! Explain this whole situation! Why are you dating that glitch,” he shoved a thumb towards Starscream, who looked slightly offended, but still self satisfied, “and what political reason could warrant this??” The other two Seekers were leaning back in their seats, enjoying watching the drama unfold, as most of the room voiced their agreement.

Bee couldn’t help but sigh and say, “There is still major distrust between Autobots and Decepticons. We- the Decepticon’s Second in Command and the Prime’s favourite scout- are dating.” His voice was as though he were talking to sparklings, but barely anyone focused on that, too concerned with what he said.

“And this was your idea?” Cliffjumper asked again, slightly concerned. At Bee’s affirmative, he couldn’t help but continue, “Ok, fine, whatever, you want to build trust between us and them. Whatever. But why this way?? And why him??”

Before Bumblebee had time to answer, Starscream straightened out from where he was still draped over his shoulders. “Come on, Autobot, I feel as though the answer to that is obvious,” he said snarkily. When no one’s expression of confusion cleared, he scoffed and continued, “Because he loves attention and only wants the best, are you stupid?”

Now this confused Bee’s teammates, as it didn’t sound like him. Bumblebee was a scout; his entire thing was being undetected and staying away from attention. Sure, when he was off duty, he was louder and more energetic, but calling him an attention seeker? It just didn’t fit with him. However, he didn’t deny it, only said, “Like you’re not?”

“No idea what you’re on about.” Starscream flicked one of Bee’s audial horns.

Bee hummed with a slight smile, looking up at him, “I’m sure you don’t.”

Jazz cleared his throat, catching their attention again. “Ok but ya... ya know ya don’t have ta do that right?” Cliffjumper nodded furiously at that statement, staring at the two across from him.

Bee just shrugged again.

“No, don’t just shrug. This is a big deal, Bee. You don’t have to date him just to help build trust or wha-”

Starscream cut him off while leaning against the table beside the yellow minibot, “If you’re saying this to anyone, it should be me, you know. He asked me out, not the other way around.”

“Shut up!”

“Don’t tell me what to do you-”

“Listen,” Bee cut in casually, “if it’s that big of a deal to you, we can just break up in a week or two. Say that it was, like, differing values or something.” He then held out the datapad he was writing on earlier to Starscream. “Pick your favourite?” He requested lowly.

“Of course, darling.”

“What is on that?” Cliffjumper asked tiredly.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“I... whatever...”

“Anyways,” Bee drew out the word, “are we actually going to like- go through this meeting orrr...”

The room was once again silent, most everyone wanting to interrogate the two more. Eventually, Optimus finally spoke up again, “We should continue...” he glanced at Bee and Starscream then cleared his throat, “the rebuilding of cities surrounding Iacon is going well...”

Even though the Prime droned on, the look he shot Bumblebee meant that they were going to talk more later. Bee sighed quietly as Starscream returned to his seat, keeping hold of his servo for as long as he could before they were too far apart.

---

“Why weren’t you and TC more surprised about those two- of all mechs- dating??”

Skywarp let out a short, loud laugh, “Screamer told us when they got together, thought it was hilarious!”

Cliffjumper let out a short growl, he was going to kill his brother.

Notes:

Holds these two gently...
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