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The Scientific Reasons behind the Formation of Hindu Calendar Months

Hindu Calendar: Introduction

The Hindu calendar is a complex and intricate system that has been in use for thousands of years. It is based on the movement of the sun, the moon, and the stars and has its roots in ancient Hindu texts and scriptures. While the Hindu calendar is steeped in tradition and history, it is also based on scientific principles that have been observed and studied for centuries. In this article, we will explore the scientific reasons behind the formation of Hindu calendar months. The Hindu calendar is a lunar calendar, which means that it is based on the cycles of the moon. The lunar month is approximately 29.5 days long, which is shorter than the solar month of 30.44 days. In order to keep the lunar calendar in sync with the solar calendar, an additional month, known as Adhik Maas or Purushottam Maas, is added every few years. This helps to ensure that the Hindu calendar months remain in step with the seasons.

The Hindu calendar has twelve months, and each month is named after a particular constellation or Nakshatra. The twelve months are as follows: Chaitra (March – April) Vaisakha (April – May) Jyaistha (May – June) Ashadha (June – July) Shravana (July – August) Bhadrapada (August – September) Ashvina (September – October) Kartika (October – November) Margashirsha (November – December) Pausha (December – January) Magha (January – February) Phalguna (February – March) Each month is divided into two lunar fortnights, or Pakshas, of 15 days each. The first fortnight is known as the Shukla Paksha, or waxing phase of the moon, while the second fortnight is known as the Krishna Paksha, or waning phase of the moon. The Hindu calendar is based on the movement of the sun and the moon in relation to the earth. The sun's movement is used to determine the length of the solar year, while the moon's movement is used to determine the length of the lunar month. The lunar month is divided into 27 Nakshatras, which are small groups of stars that are used to mark the passage of time. The Nakshatras are believed to have a profound influence on human life and are used to determine auspicious dates and times for various Hindu rituals and ceremonies. Each Nakshatra is associated with a particular deity, and each deity is believed to have specific qualities and attributes. For example, the Nakshatra Rohini is associated with Lord Brahma, the creator of the universe, and is believed to be a particularly auspicious time for new beginnings. The formation of the Hindu calendar months is based on a combination of the movement of the sun and the moon, as well as the position of the Nakshatras. The lunar month begins on the day of the new moon, or Amavasya, and ends on the day of the full moon, or Poornima. The position of the moon in relation to the Nakshatras is used to determine the start and end dates of each month. The Hindu calendar months are also closely tied to the seasons, which are determined by the movement of the sun. The Hindu calendar is divided into two seasons, known as the Uttarayana and the Dakshinayana. The Uttarayana is the period of the year when the sun moves northward, and it begins on the winter solstice. The Dakshinayana is the period of the year when the sun moves southward, and it begins on the summer solstice.This division of the year into two seasons is believed to have been recognized by ancient Indian astronomers and is also referenced in Hindu texts such as the Mahabharata. The movement of the sun also plays a role in determining the length of each month in the Hindu calendar. The lunar month is approximately 29.5 days long, which means that there are roughly 12.37 lunar months in a solar year. To reconcile the lunar and solar calendars, the Hindu calendar inserts an extra month (known as an adhika masam) every few years. This helps to keep the lunar calendar aligned with the solar calendar and the seasons. In addition to these scientific reasons for the formation of the Hindu calendar, there are also spiritual and cultural reasons. Each month is associated with a particular deity and has specific rituals and ceremonies dedicated to that deity. For example, the month of Kartik (October/November) is dedicated to Lord Vishnu, and the festival of Diwali is celebrated during this month.

Photo by Monstera Production on Pexels.com The Uttarayana and Dakshinayana are divided into six-month periods each, and they correspond to different zodiac signs. The Uttarayana period, when the sun is moving northward, is considered to be more auspicious than the Dakshinayana period. During the Uttarayana period, the days are longer, and the weather is generally more pleasant. This period is also associated with the festival of Makar Sankranti, which marks the beginning of the harvest season. On the other hand, the Dakshinayana period is associated with a more challenging environment. The days are shorter, and the weather is hotter and more humid. This period is also associated with the festival of Guru Purnima, which is celebrated in honor of the guru or teacher. It is believed that during this period, the mind and body are more prone to illnesses and negative energies. In addition to the seasons and zodiac signs, the Hindu calendar months are also determined by the position of the moon. The lunar month in the Hindu calendar begins on the day after the full moon and ends on the day of the next full moon. This is known as a Purnimanta calendar system, as opposed to the Amanta calendar system used in other cultures, which begins the lunar month on the day after the new moon. The lunar month is further divided into two fortnights, known as the Shukla Paksha and the Krishna Paksha. The Shukla Paksha is the waxing phase of the moon, and it is considered to be more auspicious for new beginnings and growth. The Krishna Paksha is the waning phase of the moon, and it is associated with introspection and letting go of things. Each lunar month in the Hindu calendar is associated with a specific Nakshatra or constellation, which is believed to have an impact on human behavior and emotions. The Nakshatras are also used to determine auspicious dates and times for various Hindu rituals and ceremonies. In addition to these scientific reasons for the formation of the Hindu calendar, there are also spiritual and cultural reasons. Each month is associated with a particular deity and has specific rituals and ceremonies dedicated to that deity. For example, the month of Kartik (October/November) is dedicated to Lord Vishnu, and the festival of Diwali is celebrated during this month. Furthermore, the Hindu calendar is also used to determine auspicious dates and times for various ceremonies and events, such as weddings and housewarming ceremonies. Astrology and horoscopes are also an integral part of Hindu culture and are used to determine the most favorable dates and times for these events.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, the Hindu calendar is a complex and multifaceted system that is based on both scientific and cultural reasons. It reflects the ancient wisdom of Indian astronomers and the rich spiritual and cultural traditions of Hinduism. Understanding the formation and significance of the Hindu calendar can provide a deeper appreciation for the customs and traditions of Hindu culture. Read the full article

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Hey, are you doing okay? Could you write a Transformers: Animated headcanon with Optimus, Bumblebee, and Ratchet being friends with a reader who's super unlucky? Like, they're constantly getting into accidents or being flung across the room, yet somehow they always survive? As if the universe is playing a big prank on them XD

☆ [TFA] BOTS w/ an Extremely Unlucky Reader

i am doing fine anon! thanks for asking, i had a lot of fun writing this request :3 i think a reader with comically bad luck is interesting— each bot would have a very different way on dealing with it. i couldn't stop thinking of 'Wonder Of U' from JoJolion for some reason when i saw this request. reader is a victim of calamity lmao

scenario: your crew is trying to help you despite a few of them thinking you might be cursed. reader is a lot younger than Ratchet, like the rest of the crew.

including: Optimus, Bumblebee, Ratchet

Optimus:

— Optimus isn't really sure what's up with you, or how you even manage it. You're always the first to find a Decepticon, you're the first to get attacked by the Decepticons, you're getting tail-swatted away by Grimlock half the time out of sheer bad luck because that T. Rex doesn't seem to like any of them and you get it the worst.

— Now that he's thinking about it, you get everything the worst. He can't leave you alone for ten minutes. If it's not the Decepticons coming to offline you then its your surroundings. He suspects that you might have the environmental awareness of a rock. But that changes pretty quickly when he realizes you're just that unfortunate.

— One time, you drove into a cement pit and nearly got buried alive with cement if it weren't for Bulkhead interrupting those construction workers. The other time, you wandered into a demolishing ground and almost got flattened by debris. You're like a character from that Earth film Sari watched with Bee… a ‘Final Destination’ protagonist with the way you barely survive your day-to-day life. Optimus doesn't know how a single bot can get so much bad luck, it isn't even funny to him (it is to a certain someone else though). He may or may not be concerned.

— So, Optimus being the leader that he is, puts you under his supervision all the time. You're right where he can see you and nowhere else. But it takes a downhill turn.

— He ends up getting stuck in precarious situations with you. As if your misfortune is communicable and he can tell you don't mean it with the way you're looking at him as if you might explode into tears with absolute frustration. You don't mean for any of this to happen and it makes him feel... bad in a way.

— After being in a lot of near-death situations with you, he's gotten to know you a lot more better now so Optimus is a bit more protective over you and he can tell all of these repeated almost-encounters with Primus has definitely left you paranoid with a pessimistic streak. But hey, Optimus is trying his best to make you feel better and more hopeful about the next fight. Usually with a pep-talk or a pat on your pauldron. He is a bit protective over you, mostly because you seem to have the highest chance of getting dying and he doesn't want to lose a good Autobot.

— Eventually, he decided to keep you in the base at all times because of you being, and i quote, “a walking natural disaster surviving on mere gambles” only for a Decepticon to crash the base when the rest of the crew were out on the very same solarcycle.

— Optimus did this not only because of safety concerns but also because your bad luck is unpredictable; it could either be tripping when you're trying to run or get shot at point blank with a fusion cannon (and somehow miraculously survive). He thinks it's a liability for the team. Optimus is still figuring out how to be a leader here, he's figuring things out just like you are.

— Despite everything that goes down, your wit helps you survive all of these near termination situations that you get thrown into so Optimus is kind of impressed with your quick thinking. If only you weren't cursed with such bad luck, you might’ve made a wonderful addition to the Elite Guard. Or so Optimus thinks. Your case is unfortunate.

— He is definitely hesitant about letting you near Sari way too often when Optimus isn't there to make sure that you don't trigger the end of the universe by just existing. Primus knows what chaos would ensue with you and Sari in the same room.

— Optimus feels bad for you but he isn't sure what he's going to do with you. At all. He eventually realizes that your bad luck is just inevitable and the team has to push through it, especially when you start using your bad luck against the Decepticons.

Bumblebee:

— At first, this mech had absolutely no hesitation about laughing his aft off at every single one of your misfortunes as if there was a reality TV show unfurling in front of him. Bumblebee was borderline insufferable.

— But then, it slowly gets more concerning. Especially after the whole Allspark incident. He still gets a laugh every now and then, don't get him wrong but he may or may not be a teensy bit concerned now.

— Watching you getting flattened after Bulkhead tripped and fell right on top of you was pretty damn funny but at the same time, you being nearly made into molten metal by Blitzwing wasn't exactly something to laugh at. Or the fact that Megatron grabbed you and almost crushed you into bits with a single servo. That was painful to watch.

— Bumblebee feels genuinely sorry for you when Optimus basically grounds you saying that its for your safety and everyone else's safety. Sure you got a lot of bad luck but it can't be that bad!

— So Bee went against the big bot and helps you sneak out of base with Sari. You're not supposed to be around the human but Bumblebee thinks thats scrap!

— Bee pretty much stands up for you when Optimus decides to beach you and you seem clearly upset with it. He may be an aft sometimes but that doesn't mean he is one all the time. Bumblebee just likes cracking way too many jokes than he should.

— Has nominated you, without your consent to be bait to lure in Decepticons. You're a trouble magnet. Bee is pretty sure that if you were kept tied to a post, all the Decepticons in the vicinity would instantly be drawn out to the area. He clarified it was a joke.

— Bumblebee & Sari theorizes that your bad luck might just be your ability. Optimus Prime has his grapples and foam, Ratchet has his EMP burst, Prowl has his ninja skills, Bee has his stinger and Bulk has his ridiculous strength. You don't really seem to have any particularly special abilities.

— At some point, even some of the Decepticons (Blitzwing) notices how particularly unlucky you are and mocks you mid battle because you're stuck under a boulder that seemed to have come from absolutely nowhere. Bee stands up for you and says something like, “HEY, THREE FACE! I’m the only one who gets to make fun of ‘em!”.

— He goes from consistently making fun of your mishaps to "hey, dont take it too hard" after getting closer and closer with you. When he helps you sneak out, the two of you have gotten into a lot of mishaps together and almost died but Optimus doesn't need to know that part.

— Bee is more of a “We can work through your unfortunate circumstances together because I care about you!” type mech than a “I care about you as well as everyone else on the team so I'm going to set you aside so no one gets hurt." like Optimus is initially. So he doesn't really think you should avoid doing something just because you're basically cursed by Primus.

Ratchet:

— Out of all of them all, he probably pities your misfortune the most because he's the one repairing you afterwards.

— You and Ratchet are really close because of your repeated visits to the medbay back when you guys were just a usual Space-Bridge repair crew. You somehow managed to get yourself hurt even in that.

— The fact that you're alive is a medical mystery with the sheer amount of damages your endoskeleton has suffered. He remembers the first time he looked into your internals and his optics practically widened into bulbs. Theres cracks nearly everywhere and it took nearly forever for him to fix them all.

— To make sure he never has to spend cycles soldering and rewiring your frame, Ratchet makes regular check ups on you after a battle. Just to make sure you haven't sustained any damage trigged by your mythical levels of misfortune.

— You're capable, he can clearly see that. Ratchet also makes sure to teach you some basic repairs so that in the situation that you're on the battlefield and your stupid luck nearly gets you offline again, you can pick yourself back up.

— Ratchet can see how disheartened you are when something goes awry during a mission involving you and he isn't the best at comforting you so he just goes "it'll go better next time.". Implying that there will be a next time because you're practically a tenant in his medbay with how often you get injured.

— He's also pretty strict about you resting after a battle because you've sustained the most damage almost all the time. Ratchet wants you to be fully recovered before you go off to have another near-Primus-meeting incident again. But Bee sometimes sneaks you out regardless because you need to have fun! Despite what Ratchet says.

— He's very concerned but hes not really saying a word. Just raising his optical ridge, questioning Bumblebee when he says that you should come along to do something he perceives as reckless. Then he says something real snarky which makes Bee shut up near immediately and regret even suggesting that.

— He's your supportive yet very concerned grouchy grandpa. You're probably the only one who actually listens to some of his stories he talks about while repairing because when you're in the medbay, its usually for a longer time considering the amount of damages you sustain. So you really have nothing better to do.

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TF-AN Megatron Origins (p1, D-16, aka the Miner Arc)

hello my lovely guys and gals and every other pals, im finally done with p1 of this lore stuff. Now before you start reading I must give a PSA: There's implied SA, nothing graphic but I thought it'd mention in for y'all. Under a cut like this: -------

Hope y'all like angst, and hope I wrote it well enough to make you cry /lh

and without further ado:

THE MINER ARC

Once, many millenia before the rise of Megatron and his Decepticons, he was known by many different names.

Once, he was known as Ironheart. A small sparkling, unusually so for his age. With optics the colour of a bright sun. Matching neither of his nurturers*, Sparkfire and Overdrive, who both had blue optics. Though he was different, he was loved.

Unfortunately for Ironheart, his happiness and blissful living would be cut short.

His nurturers were known supporters of The Equalizers, a group that protested against the Senate and demanded the Caste System be eradicated. Because of this, they were a problem for most of the Senate, as they wanted all of their citizens to stay compliant and under their control.

So. Senator Ratbat decided the best course of action would be to gradually get rid of the problematic revolutionary group. Starting with their biggest supporters.

One night while Ironheart and his nurturers recharged*, Ratbat's finest assassins broke into their habsuite*. Killing Sparkfire and Overdrive in a discrete way and making it seem like a suicide. First they shut down their systems with a controlled EMP burst. Then forced poisoned energon down their intake.

The assassins figured their work was done, and went to leave. Then came the cry of little Ironheart.

No one knew he existed. He was never entered into the system.

Unsure what to do with him, and reluctant to kill a bitlet*, the assassins took him with them. And dropped him off at the nearest Energon Mine.

In the morning, the Kaonian Energon Mine supervisor and workers woke, finding little Ironheart in a box at the entrance of the mine. The supervisor tried to identify him, but couldn't. There was nothing she could do with him but keep him. She did not know his name, so he was given the designation "D-16".

After informing the miners of this, only one volunteered to look after him. Terminus. One of the oldest workers in the mines, and thankfully the most capable of raising a bitlet.

So Terminus raised little D-16, showing him the ropes and teaching him the rules. Treating him as though he was his own. And they were happy.

For a time.

Many solarcycles* passed, and D-16 was a young mech, with a particular interest in poetry. Terminus had taught him as much as he could on how to read and write, and D-16 took advantage of it. Writing poetry whenever he had time, and reading the old datapads* Terminus kept in his locker.

D-16 had a few friends in the mines, including his close friend Impactor, and newbie Trailbreaker.

Him and Trailbreaker were a duo of chaos (harmless chaos), playing pranks and making jokes that even the stern mine supervisor couldn't stop herself from laughing at.

And D-16 and Impactor were a calm, efficient duo. D would tell him about poetry, and Impactor would listen.

And everything was good. Until.. the mine supervisor got sick with cosmic rust. A fatal disease that takes over the body, turning the metal into liquid.

Due to this, there was a need for a new supervisor. And in comes Darkwing.

The last supervisor was harsh at times.

But Darkwing?

..He was downright evil.

Never giving them breaks, forcing them to work until they collapsed. And if they didn't, he'd beat them with an electric prod.

He'd force them to work in unsafe conditions. This caused the death of Terminus, after they had been forced to continue mining in an unstable part of the mines. It collapsed, burying Terminus.

Darkwing would take most of their Energon rations for himself, and make them starve. Causing some of the already limited miners to die.

D-16 would not let this go unnoticed. So he organized the miners into doing strikes, sealing off parts of the mines. But this didn't work as well as they thought it would. In fact, it made it worse. The law believed Darkwing over them as he was higher in the caste system, demanded they stop the strikes, and let Darkwing continue his duties.

After this stunt, D-16 and his fellow miners were punished severely. D-16 more than the others.

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..Thrown into a dark storage room.

Left to starve.

Weak and unable to fight back as Darkwing came into the room after a few cycles*.

The walls of the mines were thick.

And anyone who did hear the cries only turned off their audio receptors.

..Unable to do anything else.

(Additional Info)

*Nurturer(s): The Cybertronian equivalent of parent(s). Usually consists of a Carrier and a Sire.

*Recharge(d): Cybertronian equivalent of sleep.

*Habsuite: A house/apartment/living quarters.

*Bitlet: Child. Older than a Sparkling.

*Solarcycle(s): A Cybertronian year.

*Datapad(s): A way of storing information. Used like a book or tablet.

*Cycle(s): A Cybertronian day.

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Ok. Ok.

Here me out.

TFOne!Starscream being a girl-dad to a sparkling?

For example: At least a solarcycle after Sentinel's betrayal, Starscream and the rest of the High Guard are forced to live on the surface until they come across a tiny sparkling femme that happened to be abandoned for some reason. So, basically Starscream has to deal with leading the Guard and also being a parent. Lots of fluff while also showing the realism of caring for an infant. (ex. sleepless nights, constant crying, all that stuff)

I dunno why I asked that. I'm just a fatherless human who just happens to see the strangest characters as father figures.

I absolutely adore this headcanon! And can certainly see Starscream making a sparkling into a 'daddy's girl.' I can already mentally picture the chaos that would happen within the Guard base, and how the others would react to having a sparkling around. Hope you don't mind me using your example, as I thought it was truly adorable, and wrote a one-shot/headcanon. Enjoy!

Inheritance of Ash and Stars

The skies of Cybertron once gleamed with pride, but no longer.

After Sentinel's betrayal towards his Prime's, and rise to tyrannical control, Starscream and what remained of his loyal High Guard had been forced to flee- banished to the dilapidated surface. Buildings laid in ruin, half-sunk in ash and corrosion, their former glory buried under layers of war and silence.

It was here, in the skeletal remains that Starscream carved out his new domain.

He was not idle. Starscream never was.

In the forgotten crevices of the surface, he and his remaining High Guard constructed a concealed base beneath the collapsed shell of an ancient flight academy. With cloaking dampeners, sensor-jammers, and Soundwave's surveillance drones deployed in a ten-klick radius, they stayed just ahead of Sentinel's searching scouts.

Some days were tense- especially when the enemy patrols got too close- but Starscream's wit and Soundwave's precision ensured they always slipped away, ghostlike and untouchable.

Yet... nothing could have prepared them for her.

---

It was one rotation cycle after the first perimeter sweep, when Soundwave returned to the base, carrying something small in his arms.

A sparkling. A femme.

Starscream stood within the command chamber, bending over a holomap of Iacon's underground tunnel routes, his voice sharp with irritation.

"You're late!" he snapped, not even glancing at Soundwave's arrival, "And I don't have time for- what is that?"

Soundwave, as stoic as always, gently unfolded the tarp, revealing her trembling form. Curled up and motionless within his arms. Her plating was scratched and soot-streaked, optics dim with fatigue. Not even mustering a cry, just simply staring at her surroundings- frightened but alive.

"Sparkling. Unregistered." Soundwave simply explained, his voice monotone as always. "Found in Theta-Seven. Abandoned. No identifying marks, nor registration chip. Guardian nowhere near her whereabouts-"

"A sparkling?" Starscream pinched the bridge of his nose. "Are you malfunctioning?! Why in the name of Primus would you bring that here?-"

"She was offlining. Her frame is pre-reformat. Estimated age- twelve deca-cycles-"

"And what do you expect me to do with this?" Starscream gestured with disdain. "We're fugitives, not a nursery service! That's just another mouth to feed! A liability!-"

The Seeker's words slowly trailed off, as the sparkling gazed at him. Big, innocent optics- glowing a faint teal- filled with something Starscream hadn't seen in a very long time... Hope.

Just her, a curious, small being simply clinging to it.

A small smile came to her, a little twitch of her faceplates- almost as if she wasn't aware she shouldn't of smiled at a mech like the Seeker Commander.

In that brief, flicker of a moment, his ever-scheming mind shifted. Actually... this might be an opportunity presenting itself. A sparkling can be molded. Raised. Trained. Formed into something powerful. Something... loyal. A new future- a legacy!

"Well... perhaps we can make room." His words flowed like silkily confidence, reaching down to scoop her into his arms with a flair of dramatic grace. "Poor thing couldn't possibly survive without guidance, after all. She'll need someone brilliant. Resourceful. Strong."

Silence fell across the command center, surrounding bots gave each other confused glances and questioning expressions.

"Designation?" Soundwave's question rolled out ever so flatly.

Starscream held the sparkling like a prized relic, as he turned to his Guard. "Behold... Nova! From this moment forth-she's my aire and successor!"

Looking up at the sparkling, as she gurgled in his arms. Her claws gripping onto his digits, making a small beeping noise before promptly sneezing energon mist all over the Seeker's face. Leaving the commander lowly growling in disapproval. Charming...

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The reality hit faster than a missile.

Nova cried. Not once, not twice- but constantly. Her vocalizer seemed to be designed by a sadistic mech, as her cries felt like it could pierce through armor plating. She refused to settle during recharge cycles unless Starscream held her- an indignity he swore would pass, only for it to worsen. Her energon preferences were bafflingly specific, rejecting any blend that wasn't precisely three degrees above standard warmth with exactly 2% high-grade mix.

"She's defective," the Seeker groaned one night, dragging a servo down his faceplate as Nova wailed in his arms. "There's no other explanation."

Skywarp, who had once chuckled at Starscream's parental misadventure, now tiptoed around the base to avoid waking the sparkling. While Soundwave, ever unreadable, continued to monitor and assist without questions.

One night, after hours of pacing, feeding, and failed lullabies, Starscream sat down with Nova in his lap. His optics dull and his wings drooping, she curled against him, tiny servos wrapping around one of his claws.

"...You're... trying to kill me, aren't you?" he murmured bitterly.

She nuzzled his palm, murmuring something unintelligible, as she slowly drifted into recharge. And despite everything- the chaos, the noise, the stress- Starscream slowly drew his wings around her like a shield, holding her close.

"I... didn't ask for you." He repeated more softly, "but... I wouldn't be without you."

A Few Days Later

The command deck had been cleared and dimmed for early recharge cycles, but in Starscream's private quarters, chaos reigned.

"Hold. Still." The commander's tone was already strained.

One servo balancing a compact energon spoon filled with a specially-blended mixture. The other hovered near Nova's helm, trying to keep her from wriggling out of her feeding harness- a custom rig he'd had Soundwave design, after she somehow managed to flip herself upside down during the last cycle's meal.

Nova simply stared back at him with suspicious optics, mouth firmly shut, chin tipped up like a defiant noble.

Starscream, perched delicately on a reinforce crate, narrowing his optics. "You require sustenance. This mixture has been finely tuned to your impossible preference. Temperature calibrated. Texture smoothed. There's no logical reason for you to reject it-"

Nova chirped once- and knocked the spoon clean out of his servo.

Splat.

Starscream stared at the slowly spreading blot of energon paste upon his pede, one optic twitching slightly, wings stiffened. "Right... Of course... Excellent aim, I must admit."

Nova let out a mischievous giggle, waving her arms with glee. A sticky glob of energon clinging to one of her digits like a badge of honor.

The Seeker dropped his helm back with a dramatic groan. "She's laughing at me." he muttered aloud to no one in particular. "I swear, this is sabotage."

Nova let out a frustrated chirp as she wiggled within her harness, dramatic groans leaving her as she tried to escape.

Starscream rubbed the bridge of his nose, "you want dramatics, you little scraplet? Fine. Then dramatics you shall get."

He crouched low, holding the spoon just beneath her chin, then began humming low, growling jet engine noises. With a whoosh and a whistle, he waved the spoon through the air in looping patterns. "Incoming from Vosian airspace! Enemy radar can’t lock on! It’s too fast!”

Nova’s optics went wide. She chirped excitedly and leaned forward, giggling uncontrollably.

Starscream grinned, adding more flair to his gestures. He spun the spoon in a tight circle, pulling it back dramatically. “Here it comes! The daring, brave, and very cunning Commander Starscream is bringing the high-speed energon express in for landing! Final approach! Prepare for landing!"

Nova laughed, flapping her arms.

“Three! Two! One!” he crowed—and popped the spoon gently into her mouth.

Nova made a happy trill, chewing without fuss.

Starscream pumped a fist silently, then repeated the maneuver.

“Another daring dive! Commander Starscream evades anti-aircraft fire! Ooooh, what a twist! Such speed! Such elegance!” He twirled the spoon, dodging her servos, “And—” another bite slid smoothly into her mouth.

Another triumphant giggle. She was loving every second of it—and to Starscream's horror, so was he.

By the time he reached the final spoonful, Starscream had one knee on the floor, both arms dramatically raised like a performer in the coliseum. His wings fluttered with exaggerated force, and his face was frozen in a wide, animated expression—mouth curved into a silly grin, optics comically large for emphasis as he sang out, “And now, the final flight! The grand finale! Commander Starscream descends into the unknown, sacrificing all to deliver the final payload to Princess Nova the Picky!"

Nova squealed, beaming from helm to pede as the spoon slipped into her mouth. Starscream grinned—until he caught sight of his reflection in the polished side panel of a nearby terminal.

He froze.

He blinked once.

Then again.

His wings slowly drooped back into their usual arch. The grin slid from his face. The ridiculous energy evaporated like coolant in open sunlight.

He cleared his throat sharply and rose to his full, dignified height.

“Ahem. Right. That… was merely a tactical morale exercise,” he said, voice suddenly stiff and formal as he adjusted an invisible badge on his chest. “A brief moment of… necessary theatrics. To secure nourishment. Nothing more.”

Nova tilted her head, optics bright, chewing the last of her meal. Then, with a smirk far too knowing for a sparkling, she reached up and booped him on the nose.

Starscream flinched.

“…You will never speak of this to anyone,” he muttered.

Nova just laughed, mouth still sticky. And despite himself—despite all the fuss and all the embarrassment—Starscream allowed a tiny, reluctant smile to return.

One Month Later

The command chamber was dim, lit by the pulsating glow of a flickering holomap at its center. The map projected a crude wireframe model of the surface lines of Cybertron—half of them corrupted, the others overlaid with red indicators of supply routes, sentry patrols, and guarded checkpoints. Above it all stood Starscream, wings arched in their usual confident sweep, his optics glowing a sharp, calculating crimson as he surveyed his gathered High Guard.

Skywarp lounged against the wall, his helm tilted lazily but optics sharp. Thundercracker stood with arms crossed, ever the tactician, while Soundwave hovered just beyond the perimeter, silent and unreadable as always.

Starscream’s voice sliced through the tension like a plasma blade.

“Our rations are depleted to less than a fifth of standard reserve,” he stated with a sneer. “Energon intake rationed. Maintenance supplies nearing critical scarcity. And unless one of you 'geniuses' has miraculously discovered an energon well hidden beneath our floorboards, I expect a viable solution. Now.”

Skywarp stepped forward with a mischievous glint in his optics. He waved a claw over the interface and pulled up a feed—a schedule.

“Well, funny you should mention that, oh fearless one,” he said. “This here’s a signal ping I intercepted off an old military subroutine. Seems Sentinel’s got a train making surface runs every three cycles, probably offloading materials for those maintenance drones he keeps sending down to scavenge old war bunkers.”

Starscream’s optics narrowed. “A train?”

“Big one,” Skywarp confirmed. “Low defense, fast transport. But they don’t guard it heavily—not unless it’s carrying something valuable. I’m willing to bet it’s moving high-grade.”

Thundercracker leaned in, arms still folded. “We let it come close to Sector 3, rig the old bridge with a remote charge. Derail it. Quick, clean. Then we take what we need and vanish before anyone notices.”

Starscream considered it, wings twitching as he leaned over the table, claws drumming across the control panel.

“It’s risky,” he muttered. “If Sentinel tracks it back to us—”

Ping.

His optics twitched, trying to ignored it. “As I was saying—”

Ping.

The sound repeated again—low, soft, persistent. The kind of noise that chipped at his processors like rust at a wing joint.

“Soundwave,” Starscream snapped without looking up, “unless you've somehow located Sentinel's secret stockpile of energon, I suggest you keep your interruptions to yourself!”

Silence.

Ping.

Starscream’s wings flared. “That is IT!”

With a sharp snarl, he slammed his servo down onto the holomap table. The projection flickered and glitched, throwing fragmented lines across the chamber.

His optics snapped to Soundwave. “You have ten seconds to explain why you feel the need to interrupt an operation-critical strategy meeting, or so help me, I will—”

But Soundwave said nothing.

Instead, he stepped forward. In his arms, wrapped in a soft recycled thermal cloth, was Nova.

Starscream froze mid-rant.

The Guard stared, blinking in disbelief.

Soundwave gave no words, no monotone analysis. Only a small, subtle motion—a gentle nudge at her back with the edge of his servo, encouraging her forward.

Nova wobbled slightly on her pedes, talons curling on the grated floor as she tottered unsteadily, adjusting to the weight of her own frame.

Starscream’s optics widened, the entire room going utterly still.

Nova looked up—those wide teal optics full of excitement and focus. She smiled.

Then, for the first time, she stepped forward.

One shaky step. Then another.

The chamber held its breath.

Her balance faltered, and she tipped slightly to the side—but before she could fall, Thundercracker lowered himself, carefully catching her. “Whoa there, kiddo,” he murmured gently, stabilizing her by her tiny shoulders. “You’ve got this.”

Nova blinked up at him, then looked toward Starscream—her little optics locking onto him like a beacon. She let go of Thundercracker and tried again. Another step. Then another.

Skywarp knelt beside her path, waving softly. “Come on, little wings. You’re almost there.”

“D-Da…” she squeaked. Her little arms stretched forward, seeking balance, seeking him.

Starscream’s engines faltered.

“D-Dad!”

Her words was more stable now. Clear. Joyful.

Her tiny peds carried her halfway across the chamber before she stumbled—but Starscream was already kneeling, arms out before he even realized what he was doing.

She landed against his chassis with a delighted chirp, arms flinging around what little part of him she could grasp. Her helm pressed to his plating, venting soft little static bursts of laughter.

Thundercracker’s optics softened.

Skywarp blinked, slack-jawed, then smirked faintly. “Well, I’ll be…”

Starscream didn’t speak at first.

He simply… held her.

One clawed servo slowly cupped the back of her helm as she buried herself in his chest. His optics dimmed slightly, his wings lowering in something rare and unseen—a quiet, vulnerable stillness.

“…You picked a terrible time to develop basic locomotion,” he muttered, though there was no venom behind it.

Nova giggled again and nuzzled in tighter.

Starscream glanced up—his command mask slipping, even if only for a second—as he looked at his team. The ever-loyal, battle-worn High Guard who had watched him scheme, rant, and fight across countless battles.

They stared at him now with something entirely different in their optics. And Starscream, for once, didn’t flinch from it.

He straightened slightly, still holding Nova in one arm, and cleared his throat.

“Ahem. Status reports will continue… shortly,” he said with strained composure. “In the meantime, the heir to the skies has taken her first steps.”

Nova chirped and squealed, beaming up at him.

Starscream allowed himself the smallest smile—and this time, he didn’t bother hiding it.

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