Soundwave's Twelve Pains of Christmas

Day Nine:

"Jingle Bells.. Megatron spells… I laid an egg… Wait, how did I lay an egg?" Starscream leaned awkwardly against the wall, pondering the song once again. He broke out into fit of giggles, hiccupping "Seekers don't… lay eggs."

The slender mech pushed himself off the wall, and wobbled to his room.

"Jingle Bells, Megatron Spells, I laid an egg. The Nemesis lost a wing and the Autobots got away!" His voice grew higher in pitch, singing out the last vow as long as he could. The mech tried to take another gulp of high grade from his Energon cube, but noting, not even a drop fell onto his glossa.

Curiously he peaked inside, shaking it a few times, his optics widen. "The mystical liquid of goodness is gone. I shall die if I don't have some soon." He tank gave an angry rumble, Starscream patted his abdomen affectionately, "Don't worry, my sweet. The precious shall be ours soon."

Starscream took one more step, but tripped over his own pedes and then proceeded to fall like a tree, crashing to the ground.

"Hey…who turned on the gravity...?" He was out like a light one klick later.

Day Ten:

Megatron's processor ache was at its max. Every sound he heard, felt like a punch from Bulkhead's wrecking ball. The silver tyrant struggled to go back to recharge, maybe that'll settle his processor.

"We wish you a Merry Christmas; we wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!"

What the frag! The mech shot up and out of bed, stomping over to his door. It hissed opened allow Megatron to see Soundwave, with a Santa Clause hat on his helm, waving his servos as three sparklings, also with hats, sang their sparks out.

"What in the name of Primus is going on here?" Megatron snarled. Soundwave waved down at the children who were grinning so much it made Megatron's cheek plates hurt.

"We're Christmas Caroling!" One sparkling chimed, a little too cheery if you asked Megatron, "Soundwave said that's what humans do on the holidays, so we decided to go door-to-door, singing Christmas songs!"

Megatron growled and then proceeded to slam the door in their face. He stomped back to his bed and collapse into the metal mattress.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells. Jingle all the way!"

Why were they still singing? Megatron tried to ignore them, snuggling his face into the pillow as much as he could.

"Oh what fun it is to ride, a one horse open slay! Hey!"

This wasn't working. Maybe if he just lay there, they'll leave him alone.

"Rudolf the red nose reindeer had a very shiny nose!"

Megatron felt something in his processor snap, "That's it!" He jumped to his feet, marched to the door and tore it opened. Once his optics locked on Soundwave, he swung as hard as he could, knocking the mech off his feet!

Once Soundwave was down, Megatron turned back into his room, "Merry Fragging Christmas!" And headed off to bed once more.

Soundwave slowly came too, the first thing he saw was the three sparklings, gathering around him.

"Okay everyone lets sing 'Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer'." This earned startled looks from the trio.

"Why should we sing that?" One of them asked.

"Because Knockout is going to question what happened, and we still need to spread the Christmas Spirit."

Day Eleven:

Knock out hated his job. No scratched that, he hated his life!

"Knockout, I think you're doing it wrong." Breakdown said, pointing to the shiny lights that the red mech was struggling to staple up.

"Primus, Breakdown, I know what I'm doing!" He still couldn't believe that Megatron assigned him to rig up the lights. It was so stupid. He had better things to do then this! Stupid Soundwave and his Christmas.

"But, Knockout, it's not supposed to go there!" He was so close to losing it, it wasn't even funny!

"I know what I'm doing!"

"But-" Breakdown couldn't finish. There was a startling flash that knocked the poor medic down the floor.

Knockout groaned as he slowly came too. Breakdown stood over him, shaking his helm, "I told you so."

Knockout growled and jumped to his pedes, "Fine, you're so smart, you rig up the lights! I'm going to get another wax!" The red mech stomped away, grumbling incoherent words under his breath.

Breakdown raised an optic ridge, "Was it something I said?"

Day Twelve:

It was only a few hours ago, that Soundwave came to Megatron and explained another thing about Christmas. Of course Megatron denied it. How were they suppose to do that! After what they did in the past, did Soundwave honestly believe they could just hold it off for a day?

The silver tyrant sighed and allowed Soundwave's words to sink into his processor. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea.

"Soundwave!" Megatron called through his com link, "Come here this instant, I wish for you to take a letter!"

Optimus and the other Autobots stared as Soundwave, Megatron's Third in Command, walking towards them, holding something small.

Optimus and his team prepared themselves for an attack, but froze when Soundwave lifted up both his servos, and his tentacles. Showing he meant no harm.

That didn't ease the Autobots by much, but they lowered their weapons anyways.

Once he was close enough, Soundwave handed a letter to Optimus and backed away. The Prime gave him an odd look, before ripping open the letter and reading its context allowed for all to hear.

"I, Megatron, have decided to call a truce for the day, in celebration of the Earth holiday, Christmas.

Until midnight tomorrow, both parties shall not harm each other, or the beings that they interact with. We invite the Autobots, as well as their human friends, to the Nemesis for a Christmas feast. Food for bother Cybertronians and humans will be provided. We will exchange gifts and watch movies, no longer as different sides of war, but as a whole of living beings.

If anyone is to go against this truce, both parties are to attack them and the person(s) will no long be a part of this yearly treaty.

We hope you have a Merry Christmas.

Your old friend, Megatronus."

Optimus was flabbergasted, and looked up at Soundwave, silently questioning if this was a trap or not. Surprisingly, the mech reached up and pulled off his face mask, revealing a mech with dark red optics and a black face plate. For some odd reason, that was all they needed.

The Autobots, their friends, and the Decepticons, then went aboard the Nemesis and had a Christmas Feast. Megatron and Optimus talked about old times. Soundwave and Bumblebee told jokes, and of course Knockout and Ratchet discussed different medical things, well Ratchet did, Knockout was just trying to get drunk on High Grade.

For the first time in millions of years, the war between Cybertronians came to rest for the day.

The End

AN: Okay, I know there are a lot of bad grammar and a lot it probably didn't make much sense, but I felt like I lay off this long enough. I really wanted to finish it or I'll go insane.

I hope you guys like it, and I'm sorry it isn't much. Anyways I hope you guys have a Merry Christmas! :D Love you guys!