Optimus Primes' Secret Phobia.
I couldn't get this plot out of my head. I thought it up as I was driving home from the pharmacy. Enjoy
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Optimus was humming an annoyingly human song as he strolled through the woods. The air was clean and cloudless in the cool autumn air. The sun was giving off a few weak rays, bouncing off of his blue-and-red armor, but in the end, the cold smoke-scented air won the battle. Optimus couldn't remember ever seeing such beautiful scenery in his thousands of years of existence. Optimus Prime was on a super-secret, super-important mission: he was on his way to go and meet a new autobot named Larry. Larry had sent out a signal a few weeks ago letting the autobots know that he was coming and ready to serve Optimus. He smiled. Today was a good day. Unbeknownst to Optimus, a furry creature was hurtling toward his exact location.
However, Optimus didn't know this as he saw the furry object explode from the trees. He was quite unprepared for the creatures amazing dexterity.
"What the-"he cried out as the creature latched onto his leg armor. The giant, 40foot robot screamed. He screamed like a little human girl and started running. He could feel it now, the creature was crawling up the outside of his armor, it's claws finding nooks and crannies to hold onto. Optimus feared that the creature would crawl into his computer command center and gnaw through the wires. Optimus continued his mad dash across the forest, fueled by desperation. Every time he swatted at the creature, he would miss it by inches. The creature spiraled up his leg quickly. Soon it was on his chest. Optimus could feel his spark skip a beat as the creature continued upwards.
Trees were crushed beneath his massive weight like paper cups under a linebacker on steroids as he made his mad dash on his way to the lookout. Sam should know what to do, he thought, running even more quickly. Even though he was a battle-hardened robot with eons of experience, he had never faced a foe quite like this one. The foe was quick, tiny, and armed with sharp little claws that were perfect for slicing through wires. He shuddered at the thought and burst out of the forest. He ran to the clearing, shrieking about possessed biological creatures.
"Sam! Help me, it's got me! It's going to disconnect my computer module! Get it off before it kills me!"
The other autobots transformed into their robotic forms instantly, weapons armed, ready to defend their leader, until–
"Uhh…Optimus? It's just a squirrel."
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