I have no clue what this is really... it was random and Monster BFC induced and... um... yeah ^_^;;

I dont own the songs mentioned either, or the manga hehe.


Sam swung his legs idly as he sat on one of the tables that where spread across the floor of the rec. room, watching the various mechs and femmes at they're various fun. Near him Optimus was sitting, leaned back and relaxed for once… and watching the human as he hooked an arm onto the table edge and leaned back, rummaging around inside his book bag for a few minutes before he found his MP3 player and the speakers that Miles had let him borrow. Setting that down he rummaged again, pulling out a metal can of 'Monster' along with a stack of books, setting them aside as well. 'Hellsing' and 'Parasyte' were the first two that caught Optimus optic's, not quite sure how to take the covers… and then the others were equally as weird, 'Gravitation', 'Fullmetal Alchemist', 'Bleach', 'Neon Genesis Evangelion', 'D.N. Angel', 'Trigun', and 'Death Note.' They were all… Optimus wasn't sure how to take them, especially the ones that were obviously about those who enjoyed death and destruction… and then he noticed the lyrics to the song Sam had started…

There is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself,
There is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself,
There is nothing you can DO that I have not already done to myself,
Oh no, there is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself!

Never wanted to dance with nobody, not you!
Never wanted to dance with nobody but you,
Never wanted to dance with nobody but you--
wouldn't take "no" for an answer, you fucking bitch!

It was ethereal… Sam was so… he was innocent, naive, how could he listen to and read such things and not be affected? For primus sakes they were all books of pictures, 'manga' as they were called! The autobot leader could have groaned when he saw Prowl approaching, the human was deep into his book, sipping at the drink he'd pulled out and happy…

The tactician took one look at the books and numerous scans of the drink and MP3 player before he even spoke, optics and face showing his disapproval before he even opened his mouth to speak. "Samuel… why are you spending your valuable time studying horrors, listening to insanity, and drinking a mind altering drug?"

"… 'Eh?"

Optimus had to admit the look on the boys face was priceless, confusion wrapped in just plain innocence… but the song playing in the background killed the look so easily…

And I'm sorry I don't believe
By the evidence that I see
That there's any hope left for me

It's evolution...
Just evolution...

And I
I do not dare deny
The basic beast inside
It's right here, it's controlling my mind
And why
Do I deserve to die?
I'm dominated by
This animal that's locked up inside

It was a new song… interesting… "Samuel, studies have shown your actions to be the cause of your race's down fall it-"

"Dude, do I look like a schizo? Leave me alone, Alucard's about to blow some ones head off and then drink his blood… wait… since when is Monster a mind altering drug?"

"Since my scans showed that it raises the chances of your hurting yourself upon ingestion by thirty percent in comparison to the forty percent that comes with you sitting like that and then of course the amount of violence in those books and all of that music! Samuel your percentages of death keep rising each time I meet you!"

Sam blinked… "Dude… why are you speakin' smart person? Us red-necked mutts don't understand smart-person."

"Say… what? But you are smart, I don't… wait… mutt? Isn't that a mixed breed of canine? I'm sorry that logic… doesn't…" As Prowl fell over Sam looked at Optimus with a look of 'what the hell did I do?', setting his book aside for a moment. "Hes sensitive about logic remember? And you humans are the most illogical creatures he's seen."

"Keh! This is nothing, I don't randomly do the caramel dance or chug a Amp then run and jump off a high object at least… or some of the other stupid stuff that people I know do."

Optimus shook his head, not understanding the human either but staying silent and simply watching while the others helped get his 2IC away from them and to a 'safe' place. "He's just worried for you, he doesn't want you hurt."

"Hurt? 'Eh it'd be hard as hell to kill me, I'm a mutt, mutts last… heh, I wonder what he'll do if he ever saw Giraffe and Chipmunk at their normal self induced psychoness…"

"Giraffe and… Chipmunk… I don't know Sam, and I'd rather not think of that."