I found a meme on DA and while going through I fell absolutely in love with the mental image in my mind. (P.S. the meme was by CMOArcher just so you know.)
Disclaimer: I don't own crap. Except for me.
Slowly I walked up to the two Decepticons who, up till now, I had never had a huge problem with. Comfortable with, hell no, but no big issues.
"Hey guys, mind if I have a little word with you?"
Barricade, a black and white Saleen mustang that had gotten me involved in the first place, came closer. His commander did the same. Megatron had not been happy to have a squishy involved in his plans, but for now I fit somewhere between the categories of toy and minor tool to be manipulated.
"What the hell did you do to my poor Hyundai?"
They exchanged glances and back towards me. Barricade decided to answer.
"I believe we agreed it wasn't worth the scrap it was made of."
Glaring at him and pointing back towards the former Hyundai Accent, I silently screamed in my head.
"I said it was a piece of crap, I never said you could turn it into a death trap! My God, it's like a Cab-O-Death!"
Megatron moved forward to answer this time.
"We didn't turn it into a 'death trap' per say. We just installed some offensive devices for safety purposes."
"No. No, you see, safety devices are like On Star and stuff. Replacing the damn windshield wiper switch for a grenade launcher is not the same! For God's sake, I turned an old lady's Audi into a puddle of liquid metal when I tried to change the damn radio!" I yelled at the two robots, who seemed rather unfazed.
"Oh, so you found the flamethrower then? We weren't sure if you'd like it or not, but figured we might as well put that in too."
I made to throw the wrench that was on the work table when Barricade crouched down next to my Murdermobile.
"Have you found the machine gun mechanisms yet?"
My eyes got big when he tapped the trunk and suddenly there was rapid fire at my shed.
Not stopping to scream at him, I jumped behind the work table. When the firing stopped I poked my head around the corner.
My shed was done for. Bullet holes riddled the side that had been abused by the Murdermobile.
"Holy God…," I looked up at Megatron, who had watched my flee for my life "You're insane."
"You're welcome."
Again, credit for the meme goes to CMOArcher. Story, however, is mine. It is now five in the morning and STILL haven't slept yet.