Hello there! This is a two-shot I put together while working on chapters for my other fics! Was actually inspired by a conversation with Speedstreak360, Ultra Magnus in TFP...What can I say other than yay! Hehe! Perfect!
This is not to be taken seriously I didn't even write it to the best of my abilities it was just a random thought that we came up with and I decided to act on it! ^_^
Please review but no flames because they do not help anyone with anything in life!
Disclaimer- I own nothing sadly!
Walking into the base via the Groundbridge Jack raised an eyebrow when he saw Optimus Prime and Ultra Magnus engaged in what appeared to be an arm wrestling competition. Looking around the room he saw Ratchet standing in his usual position but watching the two mechs out of the corner of his optic; Prime and Magnus were talking quietly clearly not too bothered about the fact that they were acting out of character for the two commanders.
"Morning Jack" Jumping he turned around and saw Arcee standing behind him with a small smile on her face
"Hey Cee, what's going on?" Gesturing to the two mechs
"The two are old friends, they've known each other since before the war" Standing beside her human friend they both looked at Prime and Magnus, Jack felt his jaw drop open when he saw Optimus smile at Magnus who chuckled and smirked back at him. Gaping Jack pointed at them making Arcee chuckle quietly
"Just because you don't see it Jack it doesn't mean they don't smile" A loud crash had them both jumping
"That's three Magnus" Optimus said standing up straight while smirking slightly at Magnus who was nursing his wrist
"Prime I am still not going tonight" Rolling his optics Optimus turned to look at him
"The deal was if I could beat you three times then you would surrender your stoic facade for the night" Sighing Magnus folded his arms over his chassis and looked at his friend with a slight smirk "Do you need me to make it an order commander?"
"No Prime" Walking past Optimus Magnus punched him in the shoulder and continued walking; Optimus turned around and spotted Jack and Arcee.
"Good morning Jack" He said bowing his head slightly before walking off
"What's happening tonight?" Arcee grinned down at him
"Wheeljack and Bulkhead are organising a little party, wrecker style. I think they intend to get us all well...drunk" Frowning Jack looked up at her
"How do you get drunk?"
"It's simple actually Jack" Ratchet answered as he walked over to them "It is the same as you humans do, although our alcohol is a type of energon we call high-grade"
"How do you have enough energon for that though? I thought you were in short supply?"
"We are in short supply of normal energon Jack, however high-grade can be created using a small amount of regular with a few added parts such as a little of the synthetic energon we created." Looking down at the human Ratchet gave a rare smirk "Wrecker parties were outlawed in some of the city states, it is incredibly rare that Optimus would let this happen. Miko is helping Bulkhead and Wheeljack plan for this evening, Rafael cannot come tonight but if you want you...may stay"
"Care to see what they're planning?" Arcee asked grinning as Ratchet walked off
"Come on boss, once like old times" Wheeljack said as he grinned up at Ultra Magnus who rolled his optics
"That was a long time ago Wheeljack" The two wreckers stared at one another while Bulkhead looked eagerly between the two of them; after a few minutes Ultra Magnus slowly nodded. Miko whooped and grinned
"Alright Bulk get the energon" Turning to look at Optimus Wheeljack smirked "Prime you get the honour of deciding the stakes" Prime looked at the two of them thinking before slowly smirking
"I do believe Magnus asked me a question a few weeks ago" The blue and white mech's optics widened slightly "The loser must fashion himself a kilt and wear it for the next Earth week" Both Miko and Jack laughed grinning at the two large mechs as Bulkhead walked over carrying several cubes of high-grade energon; placing them strategically along the large piece of metal that had been set up to act as a table for the bots.
"Whoever passes out or purges first loses" Taking a cube each Wheeljack raised it to Magnus with a grin
"Drink up sir"
Miko cheered as Wheeljack downed his 8th cube soon followed by Ultra Magnus, the two mechs swaying slightly as the energon clouded their processors. Optimus however stood off to the side still sipping at his first cube, watching with amused optics as his friend slowly got closer to passing out every moment.
"Cube 9!" Jack cheered with a grin as both mechs drank theirs at the identical moment; both Wheeljack and Magnus shared a look before Magnus toppled over earning a laugh from all of the other bots. Laughing hysterically Wheeljack tripped over thin air and fell to the ground passing out almost instantly as he did so. "Well...! Magnus gets to wear the kilt!"
Placing his now empty cube to the side Optimus leant down and grabbed Magnus by the arm pulling him up and carefully throwing one of his arms over his shoulder; Ratchet took the other and together they maneuvered the large mech down the corridor towards his quarters. Bulkhead still chuckling picked up Wheeljack and took him back to his own quarters.
"Magnus old friend" Optimus called quietly tapping on the door when he received no response he typed in the override code and opened the door himself; frowning he looked around the room and saw Magnus standing in the corner glaring at him. Holding back his snicker he slipped his battle mask in position to hide his grin
"How did you even get the material for this?" He snarled
"You may thank Agent Fowler for that my friend" Optimus leant against the wall smirking behind his mask "I do believe you must go outside though, you did after-all lose the bet" Magnus pushed past him and began to walk down the corridor as Prime followed "And just so you know Magnus that is apparently what a kilt is"
"Frag you!"