Well here you go nothing particular just a little oneshot i've written to Ladena's picture squabble on devArt.
Have fun.
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Me: have i already told you to shut up? the people want to read the story not our dialog so get away Hush!
Hot Rod just wanted to get back to his quarters but instead he was called to Prime's office.
'Ah slag them, I want to recharge!'he thought bitterly. 'I hope it's something important if not I'm gonna freak out!'
He slowly approached the door to Prime's office. For some moments he stood there before knocking.
"Come In." demanded the calm voice presumedly Prime's.
The door slid open with a hiss to let the young bot in. Exept Prime there was just Prowl holding something in his hands.
"Greetings, Hot Rod." Prime said.
Prowl was a bit more rude than his leader. "Hrm.."
"Greetings Prime. Hello to you too, Prowl." Hot Rod sighed. This wasn't going to be fun.
"Hot Rod I demand an explanation for this little piece of paper!" Prowl held it towards the youngling so he could see it.
"What's that? I've never seen that before." He said in the most inoccent tone he could muster as tired as he was.
"Don't lie! I know it was you it's your handwriting!"
"Yeah okay. It was me are you happy now?"
"So you really planned that little prank alone?"
"To be honest?"
"Yes!"
"Sides and Sunny planned it. There was a bet if I do it or not."
"Oh you little..!" Prowl trailed off and gripped the surprised Hot Rod at some of his neck cables.
"HEY! LEAVE ME ALONE!!"
"Shut Up! You're going to pay for that."
It seemed that they both ignored Prime who sat in the background. He knew his second in command wouldn't do anything to the youngling and so he just sat back and watched the show.