In Which Chaos Ensue

In Which Chaos Ensue

A/N: Animated one-shots, with all sorts of pairings. Not limiting it. This has hints of Lugnut/Megatron and Lugnut/Blitzwing, though the latter is pretty hard to see, they have so much camaraderie...

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Blitzwing perched on a console near Lugnut, sneering at his somewhat friend. The mech had just finished hailing Megatron in a more facist-esque manner than even Blitzwing could manage, and it amused the triplechanger to no end. Now Lugnut was obviously waiting for Blitzwing to agree or something, for he was staring. Blitzwing took his time in responding, pretending to clean himself off before actually forming a sentence.

"Vell, vhy not tell Megatvron thez?" he asked, examining his treads with a frown. They were always stained with the organic goo that crawled on this planet, and it started to smell if he didn't clean it out quickly enough. "Vill you clean these out for me?"

"Blitzwing! Are you even paying attention to what I am saying? Our glorious leader Megatron gave US orders!" Lugnut was growing antsy, Blitzwing noted, and a devious smirk curled his faceplates. He was bored, and Lugnut was always fun to annoy. Besides, he /really/ needed those treads cleaned.

"Vell, vhat are theze orders?" he asked softly, pushing his tread into Lugnut's face. The bomber pushed it down irately, much to Blitzwing's annoyance. His calm demeanor yielded to his angry one, and he pushed himself into Lugnut's faceplates. "Listen you pile of bolts! I am not moving from dis spot until my treads are clean, got it?! Now clean them, or go fulfill Megatron's orders alone!"

"How dare you defy Megatron!" Lugnut scolded, and the angry side of Blitzwing yielded to his crazy, random side, who immediately hugged his tread.

"My treads are dirty! How can I let the Autobots see me like this?!" he wailed, pushing them back at Lugnut. "Clean clean clean!" he demanded, waving them about, kicking Lugnut a couple of times.

Clearly annoyed, Lugnut shoved them back down and picked Blitzwing up by a wing. "We are to go out and find the Allspark shard for Lord Megatron! Now, stop whining and let us do our glorious duty!"

"Do I have to smash you to pieces?! Just clean them, you piece of scrapmetal!" Blitzwing's angrier side appeared, and he got into a scuffle with Lugnut. It was only interrupted by Blitzwing's icier side, who calmly transformed into jet mode.

"Let us go den, and fulfill our orders as you so dearly desire," he spoke softly, and turned his nosecone to Lugnut, who was uncomfortably arranged, one fist in his mouthplates and the other wedged in his leg joint. "Or can you not? Ah vell, I shall do so den, and claim all the glory for myzelf," and almost as an afterthought, as he flew away, he let his angrier side speak.

"Next time, just clean my treads!"