Title: On Logistics And Huge Cargo
Warnings: gen, comedy, crack
Continuity: G1 (part of ultharkitty's Dysfunction AU)
Characters: Swindle, Vortex, Blast Off
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Sadly, nothing is mine.
Summary: Swindle has a problem that only one team mate can solve.
Beta: ultharkitty
Note: Written for ultharkitty. :)
On Logistics And Huge Cargo
Vortex was sipping his energon when Blast Off stomped into the rec-room.
"No!" the shuttle spat, causing Vortex to frown in confusion.
"Ah, c'mon…" Only when Swindle followed did the scene made sense - kind of, and apparently neither paid any attention to him.
"You're big, and roomy, and practically built for this purpose," the businessmech carried on with that charming tone of his.
Vortex' fingers around the cube twitched, but he couldn't suppress the grin building on his lips at the roomy statement. He pondered on agreeing, though soon decided against it. It was funnier to see what would happen - not that Vortex knew what was really going on.
"I said no. And don't you dare ask me again. I'm not responsible for your business or how you get your cargo to your human customers." The shuttle went to the energon dispenser, taking a cube, and glared back at Swindle.
"But it's valuable cargo…"
"Be quiet! No more 'buts' or 'ors', and don't give me that 'Onslaught said' slag again!"
Uh-oh… Blast Off seemed to be really angry. Vortex' grin broadened when he saw Swindle wince.
"If you're so desperate, ask Vortex!" Blast Off growled. He didn't even look at the 'copter as he mentioned him, and just walked out.
Swindle kept standing in the room for another moment in which he eyed Vortex.
Vortex tipped his head to a side, and was about to say something, but Swindle was quicker.
The businessmech ran after the shuttle, crying pleadingly. "But Blast Off! Three elephants will never fit into his cargo hold…"
After a moment of confused astonishment, Vortex doubled up laughing.