Yo! Okay, here I am, writing this, thinking of cheese...Moving on, I unfortunately do not own Transformers, however, after I take over the world I shall own everything! Haha. Hahaha. Hahaha! Muahahahahaha! Victory shall be mine! -Hmm- As I was saying, here is a one-shot...for now anyway.
"Optimus, I have had it with those slagging twins! They just interrupted me updating the holoform designs with some ridiculous questions about Megatron." Optimus looked at his Medic Officer.
"Which twins Ratchet? There are two of them." he pointed out.
"I know." He muttered. Speaking louder now "Mudflap and Skids-"
"Hey! Why his name always go first? I- I feel bad now. Ya know?" Skids complained. Ratchet scowled.
"It's cause I kick aft. I was fighing Starscrean and I was like 'Bam! Bam!'" He immitated shooting "and he was like 'Bam!' and shooting all over the place, and I was like all dodging. Sa, he came over all 'Bam!' and got all in my face so I went-"
"Bam?" Mudflap looked up at Optimus.
"Yeh. Ya know I think he has like major issuse and was dropped on his head when he was a Sparkling."
"Course he got issuses. Member that battle with the cat?" Mudflap nodded.
"Yeah. Yeah. That was mest up-"
"Yeah, he was all 'You stupid squishy fleshing pet!'" He immitated a deep voice " and 'Rip.'" he made a ripping motion with his hands "and stuff."
"There weren't anything lef of Mr. Tibbles tha for sure" Mudflap nodded.
"Are you two done? If so, I would like to be left alone for the year." Ratchet said, scowling. The twins looked up. Skids started over to Ratchet.
"Wha's wrong, Hatchet? Ya hurt our feelings." Mudflap noddded.
"Yah. How you think we feel after you spring something like that? Huh?" Ratchet frowned.
"I don't care. Now stop calling me Hatchet."
"Aww, but Hatchet I-"
"Stop calling me Hatchet or I'll kick your aft and cut your energon vein!" Mudflap and Skids optics looked wider than usual.
"Easy Ratchet. Mudflap, Skids, I think Rachet has had enough." Optimus finally speaks.
"Aww...no fun." Mudflap and Skids left, still muttering. Ratchet huffed.
"Those two afts.." Ratchet the Hatchet left, leaving Optimus alone.
Later that day...
"You slaggin afts!" Heavy autobot footsteps where heard. After a pause more footsteps were heard.
"Hatchet you should calm down-"
"Yeah, calm down-" A clunking sound was heard followed by-
"Ouch! Slaggit!"
"I'll show you calm down!"
"Tryin to kill us?"
"If you hold still long enough I won't be tryin very long!"
"Why? You gottin fat?"
"Can't catch us?"
CLUNK!
"Slaggit!"
"Optimus!" More footsteps.
"Whaa...? Hatchet! I mean, Ratchet-"
"Optimus! YOU'RE NEXT!"
I know, not my best work but I wrote this in like, thirty minutes? With the purpose of keeping me entertained...and it WORKED!
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