Some people seem to LOVE sparkling!D-Cal drabbles, so here is another one. This time, however, it's a little different. TFA Starscream really has his hands full with a femmling that just WON'T SHUT UP!!!

"Why are the walls purple?"

Trying to be patient with the irritating sparkling, Starcream responded, "Everything is purple on this ship, D-Cal."

"Why is everything on this ship purple?"

"Because Decepticons like purple."

"Ohhh, okay!"

"Are you done asking questions?"

The little black femmling nodded vigorously. She quietly continued to follow Starscream down the corridors for a while, until….

"Why aren't my wings like yours?"

It took all of Starscream's self-control not to facepalm. He counted to three in his head before responding, "You don't have wings."

Cocking her head slightly, D-Cal asked, "What are the things on my back?"

"They're solar panels, D-Cal."

"What are my solar panels for?"

"They collect sunlight and convert it into energon."

"How?"

To be honest, Starscream didn't really care how solar panels worked, so he redirected the question elsewhere. "Ask Shockwave later."

D-Cal nodded her head again. "Okay!"

A few minutes later…

"What's slag?"

"It's an expletive, now please, PLEASE stop asking questions!"

"Okay."

Grateful for the peace and quiet, Starscream continued to lead the sparkling to her next lesson. Hopefully, she would at least stay quiet until after she refueled, because then she would be passed on to-

"Where do protoforms come from?"

"AAAAAAAAUGHHH!!!!!"