A/N: This little collection is the direct result of being a civil servant on a slow day. They are pure crack. Not to be taken in any way, shape or form seriously. If you get a giggle out of them, I'll be completely happy. If you think they are the dumbest thing since... what ever you think is really dumb, I won't be offended.
Sunstreaker glared at the canvas before him. He felt he'd missed something with the painting, but he'd be fragged if he knew what. And not knowing made him very frustratingly angry.
Letting out a savage, wordless growl (angry because the art should have acted as a vent, and not the cause of more rage) the yellow Lambo grabbed a random can of paint and flung it against the taunt material.
When he looked back, his fierce glare turned to a wicked grin as he watched the rivers of paint flow. Of course!
Yellow made it perfect.