I do not own Transformers. They are owned by Takara Inc and Hasbro.

Elita was fuming with rage as she clenched her servos. That damned NES was stealing Optimus away from her! How dare she!

"Damn piece of junk!" Elita seethed as she sat at a booth near a cafe. "That's all Optimus ever thinks about! That thing is driving me crazy!"

Chromia was sitting across her, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, and speaking of game machines, Hide is so obsessed with that Sega thing! I swear, he lives off of that thing!"

"Really?"

"Yeah!" Chromia snorted. "I swear, I'm gonna blow that thing to pieces."

"I've tried that. It always comes back!"

Chromia's face took on a surprised expression. "You too?"

"What, your Sega came back and turned into a psuedo-femme?"

"Yeah! And it tried to kill me with its little buddies!" Chromia nodded vigorously.

"Those things are a menace!" Elita stood up and brandished her guns. "And I am not going to let them steal our sparkmates!"

Midnight....

Elita and the girls were strapped in arms. "Commander, what's going on?" Asked a femme.

"We are going to get rid of those new Earth game machines. They are a threat to Cybertron."

Moonracer widened her eyes. "No... Not my Atari..." She whispered.

"And they must be stopped!" Elita stamped her foot for empathsis.

"Look!" Chromia pointed at the NES-bot as it walked towards the girls.

"Elita, give it up. You cannot win." It droned. "You are small time.

"LIKE HELL!"

Elita drew out her guns and fired at it. But that proved to be impossible, as the NES-bot made a barrier.

"Damn it!" The Femme Commander raged.

Just then, another feminine figure appeared behind the NES-bot.

"Hello, NES."

"It's that slagging Sega Master-Bot!" Chromia cursed.

Sega-bot snorted as she smirked at the weapons specialist. "Yes, it is. And I must say that Ironhide has one hot bod."

"ALL RIGHT, THAT'S IT!" Chromia lunged at the Sega-Bot with rage in her eyes.

"CHROMIA, NO!" Elita screamed in horror.

The Sega-bot just merely stepped aside as a laser blast sent Chromia flying backwards. "OOF!"

A SNES-bot holstered her bazooka on her back as she stood up. "No one tries ta' hurt Sega but me!"

"Excuse moi?" A Genesis-bot glared at the SNES-Bot. "That better had be a joke, mademoiselle."

"Hey, move it, you old hags!" A Wii-bot shoved the two aside and brandished her many weapons. "Let the newbies handle it!"

"You got that right, Wee-wee." A PS3-bot snickered as she strode up towards the Lady Autobots. "You are a new-bot."

Soon, the game consoles-turned-bots arrived and faced off against the femme army.

"Well, Elita? Are you ready to give up?" The NES-bot repeated.

"I've said it before, and I'll say it again: LIKE FRAGGING HELL! GIRLS, ATTACK!" The two armies crashed against each other, bodies flying through the air.

As the fierce war raged on, Optimus was tossing and turning in his asleep. "Nessie..." He murmured softly.

TBC.