Title: Weigh Anchor 1/2 Author: Sheena Marie (aka Saffiter)
Disclaimer: I don't own them and I promise to put them back when I'm finished. I don't own Talk Like a Pirate Day, either.
Rating: PG Summary: In honour of Talk Like a Pirate Day. "Off with you, Simmons, It's time to walk". A not so gentle shove placed him on the short walk to a rather watery end.
Notes: This is part of my Flipside universe which you don't have to have read to be able to understand this fic. No, Jazz isn't dead in this. I don't like how they killed him, so I just pretend that he got really slagged instead (and Ratchet got really slagged off at him).
Sam Witwicky skidded into the room followed closely by a giggling Mikaela Banes and a rather bemused Bumblebee. "Avast, ye Blast-ended Skrewt!" His voice rang loudly in the quiet room.
There was a moment of silence as all present processed exactly what the teen had said. Optics and eyes both turned to look at him, taking in his dramatic pose and the stick being brandished in his right hand.
Eyebrows raised and the Mechs in the room turned to Bumblebee for an answer. "Talk Like a Pirate Day".
"Arrgh!" More stick waving from Sam's end.
"Sam," Mikaela was shaking her head at him, giggling, with her 'My-boyfriend's-a-dork-but-I-love-him-anyway' look. "You"re mixing your fandoms".
"Oh." There was a moment's pause as he thought about what he had just said. "Couldn't I be a Wizard Pirate? Or a Pirate Wizard?"
"No".
"Spoilsport".
"Wouldn't have picked you for a Potter fan, Witwicky". Simmons was smirking at him over his coffee mug.
"Oh, what does that make you? You got the reference".
Glare "Oh, flog off!" The room gave a collective blink. Simmons sighed. "Flog off, bugger off. Pirate term. Look it up, people!"