The dead weight of his body was piled on him to such a leaden extent, his joints so stiff and loud, his thoughts so slow and so fractured, he wondered if he hadn't accidentally traded bodies with Megatron in the night.

That's a wonderful line.

Starscream 'nyaeeee!'-ing amused me to bits - not that I didn't sympathise with his plight. *lol*

Starscream jammed the barrel of his left arm-gun into the stranger's left optic. "I can fix that permanyaeeee! - oh, for Cybertron's sake!"

LOL! It must be hard to appear intimidating in that condition, even when you're Starscream.

"Megatron," said Tidearrow. "Most of the time. You called me Dreadmoon a lot, and I think at one point you were yelling for someone called -"

Heh! Like I said, amused to bits.

Bottom line - LOL!!