I couldn't help but right this! This game is so fun! ;D Yes...I involved myself in the story... ;p
"What the heck?" My hand grabbed a hold of a large plastic bag that had materialized onto my stomach. Disgruntled, I swiveled around in my chair to angrily eyeball Sam, who had just tossed his keys onto the base floor and had collapsed into a nearby chair.
"What's with this?" I demanded, fumbling with the opening of the bag, he smirked at me, looking over towards Mikeala who had on the same expression.
"The answer to our boredom…" He waited until I had opened the back and pulled out the item before flashing me a devious smile.
"Marshmallows…?" I questioned, dangling the bag in front my face. He once again flashed me the same smile. I slumped back into my chair, defeated.
"Okay…I am clearly missing out on something that I would like to be clued in on…?" I said, pointing towards the bag.
"Two words…" He said him and Mikeala scooting onto the base floor, "Chubby…"
"Bunnies…" Mikeala finished, gesturing with her fingers.
"You're joking me…" I replied, slowly sliding down onto the floor.
"I'm dead serious…" He said despite the grin he had on his face. I looked at him disbelievingly.
"Alright fine," He admitted, throwing his hands up, "Like we have anything else to do, since we aren't allowed to touch anything around the damn base..." He stared at Mikeala angrily, grumbling to himself. I looked at her questioningly, she distracted Sam by stroking his hand softly before leaning towards me.
"Let's just say it involved him and Ironhide's weapon room..."
"Smooth..." I said sarcastically, smirking at him with my arms crossed. He chucked his house keys at me before leaning forward.
"Okay now seriously this time I thought we should raise the stakes a little bit…" I scooted forward, now interested.
"Like what?" I questioned, unfolding my arms. He released Mikeala's hand before turning to fumble with his back pocket. He resurfaced with a wad of dollar bills, and tossed them into the middle of the floor. I reached over to count the money.
"Okay…" I smiled before tossing the wad back into the middle, "But what's the catch…?"
"What do you mean…?" He said sarcastically, gazing at me innocently.
"Spill…"
"Fine…however many marshmallows you manage to stick into your mouth, you've got to keep it in there until the last person finishes their turn…" He indicated, sticking his pointer finger to the roof of his mouth. I smiled before grabbing the bag.
"You're on...!" I agreed, shaking his hand. He contorted his face during the exchange.
"All righty then your first…" I challenged, tossing him the marshmallows. He laughed before throwing me back the bag.
"Please, I'm smarter than that…"
"Ladies first…" I snapped back, tossing the bag over. He narrowed his eyes, before throwing it back.
"Oh for Christ's sake I'll go!" Mikeala exclaimed, snatching the bag from my lap. The bag opened with a pop, as she burrowed her hand in to grab a marshmallow. She rolled her eyes at us before placing it in her mouth.
"One…" I started, stretching my legs out. She reached for another and popped it in, sticking it into her free cheek.
"Two…" Sam continued, counting the score on his fingers. She placed in another.
"Three…" I said biting my lower lip to contain my laughter.
"Four…" She stuffed in another.
"Five…" That is when I broke. I held my stomach as I exploded from laughter, covering my mouth to muffle the noise. Sam and soon enough Mikeala followed suit, her face turning purple.
"You're….urn…" She said through her full mouth… tossing the bag towards Sam. He waggled his eyebrows before stuffing two into his mouth.
"Two…" Me and Mikeala started, smiling at each other. Sam continued to stuff marshmallows in two at a time, his mouth getting larger with each new addition.
"Eight…" We continued, his face turning red. I giggled slightly. He glared at me before stuffing in a ninth marshmallow, spit sliding down his face. Mikeala this time was the first to crack, covering her mouth to prevent her marshmallows from falling. I joined in before Sam reluctantly tossed me the bag of marshmallows, squinting at me.
"Or…urn…" He mumbled grumpily, wiping the spit from his face. I plunged my hand into the bag for resurfacing with three marshmallows. I smiled as I stuffed them into my mouth, one after another, continuing my cramming of three at a time. Sam's face began to fall as I kept cramming.
"Nine…" He said angrily, his face turning a flush red.
"Hold up…hold up…" We all turned to find Bumblebee walking towards us, his optics widened. He bent down to peer at us, staring horrifyingly at our now stuffed faces and flushed purple cheeks.
"Medic…medic…!" He sang, poking Sam in the side.
"Eeman…It usta….ame!" Sam attempted to explain, steadying himself.
"Oh..dang...oh dang!" Bumblebee grabbed Sam tightly around the waist before grabbing me and Mikeala with his other free hand. I quickly snatched the marshmallow bag before Bee jumped up and started running towards the med bay.
"Oh…ear…od…!" Sam sighed, smacking his head against his hand. I quickly slapped my hand to my mouth, stopping a falling marshmallow. Bumblebee quickly dodged around the corner before entering the Medbay, waving his hands widely to get Ratchets attention. The medic sighed before turning around to face the distressed youngling.
"Yes Bumblebee what is it-" Ratchet gaped curiously towards us as Bumblebee set us down. Ratchet paused for a moment before bending down to examine us. Bumblebee watched his charge worriedly, nervously skimming through various songs to express his emotions as Ratchet scanned over the three adolescence. I carefully hid the marshmallows while he did this. Mikaela looked over at me, smirking as she saw my futile attempts to hide the large bag. Ratchet grumbled slightly before standing up slowly, placing his hands behind his back.
"Looks to me like we have a case where there is absolutely nothing that I can do…" He held up his hand to silence the anxious yellow mech, "But rather the patients have to do for themselves…" He narrowed his eyes down towards the humans.
We looked at each other before gazing up at him, shaking our heads stubbornly. I slowly pulled out the marshmallow bag from behind my back, dangling it front of Sam's face teasingly before reaching in for another marshmallow.
"What the eff…!?" He quickly snatched the bag from me, quickly stuffing another into his mouth as I attempted to shovel more into my mouth.
"What is dis'… What is dis'!?" Bumblebee exclaimed confusedly as Sam tackled me for the bag, Mikeala stood by shaking her head as she began spitting out her marshmallows. Ratchet looked down towards us, me now running away triumphantly with the bag with Sam not far behind.
"This would be classified as a form of humanoid entertainment that happens to endanger their existence…." Ratchet stated matter-of-factly before turning back to his tool table.
lol like I said...I couldn't help myself... ;D PLEASE REVIEW!!!