Wow, a fic posted. It's been forever, fics I felt no urge to write and when I did my laptop died. So here I am on our super old comp to write this, well hope you enjoy it and sorry for being late.
Bloody Snow
By: Firehedgehog
H did not understand these bags of flesh, they lived extremely short lived, a bugs to his own lifetime. He would be still alive when this world fell to dust, that alone old him that they were worthless.
Annoying also.
Especially; the human pets of the Autobots.
Megatron snorted, he had no clue of why Optimus loved this world and its flesh bags.
At the moment though, annoying frozen rain was falling from the sky. Snow he knew the humans called it.
Apparently today was also a special day to most of the fleshbags.
Christmas was its names, supposedly to celebrate some brat's birth long ago for humans any ways pasts.
Now a days: the day was mostly used to give gifts to each other in a greedy fashion.
An unholy gleam came to his eyes; he'd give the humans a perfect gif for this silly holiday.
He'd stomp them all into the snow, wonderful bloody snow.
After all wasn't red one of those Christmas colors the humans liked so much?
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