A/N: Generation 1 based
*Poke…Poke*
The faceplated mech growled, fists clenching on the main computer controls he was sitting in front of.
*Poke…Poke*
'Just ignore the mech…he'll leave…eventually.' the tape deck thought optimistically, fingers padding over the keyboard before him as he concentrated on finishing his reports.
*Poke…..Poke…..Poke*
His visor flared in annoyance, body shaking in contained rage. What was with this mech? Couldn't he catch a hint that he didn't like being poked?
*Poke…..Poke….JAB*
The mech groaned in pain as a slim finger carelessly slammed itself in the junction between his cheek and visor. That fraggin hurt! The currently being abused mech cursed silently, straightening his back as he closed his optics for a moment. Maybe if he just sat there motionless and didn't respond at all to the other mech, he'd go away…
*SSSLLAAPPP!*
Or not.
The blue mech growled low in his chest, swiftly grabbing the servo which had pulled back in order to slap its punching bag once more. In a fluid, graceful movement that would put a ninjitsu master to shame, the mech pinned the other to the wall opposite to them. He leaned toward the cocky faceplates.
"Skywarp: desist, Soundwave: Pissed…" the monotone voice hissed, servos clenching over fragile neck tubing. The purple seeker grinned widely, head tilted in imitation to a confused puppy.
"All you had to do was ask nicely, Soundwave…No need for such hostility." Skywarp grinned, putting his hands up in surrender. The other mech stared at him, skeptical optics scanning over the mischievous faceplates. He then gave a soft sigh, slowly letting go of his neck and taking a step back.
Skywarp's smirk never left his face. "Well?" he asked, sauntering toward Soundwave and really popping the mech's personal bubble. "You gonna ask me nicely to stop?"
Soundwave blew a deep sigh once more before glaring down at the mech, thanking Primus that his visor and mask hid his angered visage.
"To Subject Matter," he paused, not believing he was apologizing to the wannabe sparkling for such a stupid matter before continuing. "I apologize."
The purple punishment from the Pit leaned forward, further invading the communications officer's space.
"Apology…denied."
*SLLAAPPP!*
Nobody on the Nemesis ever remembered Skywarp being able to run so fast and looked so satisfied doing so. And nobody really wanted to know why he was in such a state, especially with a hell bent Soundwave chasing after him with his creations in tow laughing their afts off.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it :P this story is just for laughs as the title describes...there are more drabbles to come. Read and review please! :3