Notes;; Yeah, I'm calling it. Right here, right now.

Disclaimer;; Transformers is Hasbro stuff yes?

"Sir…are you sure about this?"

"What do you mean? Of course I'm sure! Why wouldn't I be? They've done this before haven't they?"

"Well, yes. But the response wasn't really what they were expecting back then, and I don't think much is really going to change now. The people-"

"Oh to hell with the people. It's not like their opinions really matter much, right?"

"Whatever you say sir."

"Good. Now get Prime on the line and tell him the news so we can get this third movie out by 2012!"

"Yes sir…"

Harvey, a simple assistant of the director on the set, sighed as he watched his boss exit the room with a script in hand, leaving him with a phone and a very grim message soon to be delivered to one of the biggest stars in the movie. He started at the phone for a bit, glaring, shifting, and thinking of how exactly he was going to tell Mr. Prime of it, before he slowly picked up and dialed the number.

Maybe I'll get lucky and he won't pick up. It'll give me more time, or find another person to tell him that-

But just as the thought went through his mind there was a click and Harvey cringed as he heard the voice on the other side of the line answer.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hello Optimus Prime, sir, this is Harvey Oslow passing on a message from Mr. Bay, the director, about the upcoming third Tranformers movie."

"Yes, hello. What is the message?" The voice on the other side rumbled.

"Um…well, Bay wants the third movie to sort of be familiar to the 80's crowd and follow the story line set by the original television series. And well, Bay…he sort of wants to…I guess…kill you…like the in the first cartoon movie," Harvey explained with a small forced laugh after stumbling over his words.

He waited for a reaction from the Autobot commander, but was surprised with silence. It was possibly a full minute of awkward silence before Harvey finally had the nerve to speak up once again.

"Mr. Prime…you there?"

More pained silenced ticked by before a response finally sounded over.

"…oh slag."

YUP! I'm calling it for the third movie. Bay is gonna piss us all off like that. So I'm posting this, so I can look back in a few year and say "Yup, yup. I told them all this was going to happen." But trust me…I hope I am wrong. R&R?

Jazz: WHOO! Yeah OP; join the Dead Autobot club!
ME: Shut up Jazz. xD