Hey every one I like to wish you all an eary Merry Christmas and a happy New Year. This story is based on the video made by Jon3.0 on YouTube. Note: I do not own transformers at all or the plot Jon3.0 owns the plot.
T'was Prime's Fight Before Christmas
T'was the night before Christmas and all through the Ark.
Not a Kremzeek was stirring not even a spark.
The canons were armed and had set their cross hairs in hopes that some Decepticons would soon be there.
The Dinobots were nestled all snugged in their cave while visions of sugar plums danced in their small brains.
And bumblebee in his car mode and Prime in his truck mode had settled their circuits for a long stasis nap.
When outside of the base there arose such a clatter Prime transformed to a robot to see what was the matter.
Away to Teletran 1 Prime flew like a flash. Open the view screen and type on the dash.
The moon on the brisk of the Volcanic Valley showed no sign of life out about in the Valley.
When what to Primes wandering optical sensors He see's but an evil Con and his crew and even Starscream.
With a little smirk all cruel and so slick Prime knew in a moment it wasn't Saint Nick.
More rapid than eagles his army did came and he whistled and shouted and called them by name.
"Now Soundwave, Now Skywarp, Now Refector, and Starscream. On Rumble On Frenzy. Thundercracker and Blitzwing. To the top of the Ark
"They shall all fall now blast away blast away. Blast away all"
As the moon light laced that before right Cybertron fly's when they meet with Unicron like fire in the sky.
So up to the Ark the seekers they flew with their sparks full of Malthus and Megatron too.
And then with a twinkly Prime heard on the roof the clanking a crunching of each metal foot.
As Prime drew in his processor then turned around. Down the ventilation shaft Megatron came with a bound.
He was dressed all in metal from his head to his foot. And his chassis was tarnished with ashes and soot.
A fusion canon he had mounted up on his arm and he looked like a jerk wad about to case harm.
His eye how they twinkled his dimples all jagged his cheeks had been welded his nose was so ragged.
His fashionable head like a bucket so hippie and his chin was so square like the front of a Chevy.
The brunt of Prime's fist meet tight with Megatron's teeth and the smoke from his stacks encircled Megatron's head like a wreath.
He had an ugly face and Prime punched Megatron's his square belly that shook when hit like a bowl full of jelly.
He was metal and plump all right angry in all parts. As Prime laugh when he powned him but kicking Megatron's nuts.
Primes fist to his Megatron's eye as he twisted Megatron's head soon again gave all nothing to dread.
Megatron spoke not a word and went strait to work and shoot with his canon like a cowardly jerk.
A wiping oil drop from his inside of his nose and giving a nod the Decepticons rose.
Megatron sprang to his feet and his comrades shoot their missiles and away they all flew like a bunch of wiped little dilholes.
But Prime hear Megatron exclaim as he flew out of sight "Decepticons retreat! We've been beaten tonight."
Merry Christmas all and TRANSFORM AND ROLL OUT.
May Mata Nui Protect You All!
