I’ll Call You Bratwarp
Skywarp pouted a little - but despite Starscream’s tone and the way his wings flared, he knew very well that he was actually interested. He’d asked about it - that was enough to prove it. “It’s not really a good story.” he muttered, his wings rising slowly before he sighed faintly. “Was living with a Starscream, figured out that he was just using me, so I left.” There was a hell of a lot more to it than that, of course, but he wasn’t going to say that.
“Mhm,” his head tilted in an almost endearing way, “There’s just stories. No bad or good ones.”
“So you ran with the, ah, wrong crowd, so to speak. And after cutting ties you didn’t find yourself a nice new nest to sit in but stuck your aft into the wild - becaaaaaause...?”
