"No no no no no!" Karen watched in horror as her favorite character was shot in the chest with a giant laser gun. "Don't die, you oversized Autobot!"
If she had been keeping an eye on the War for Cybertron Optimus Prime instead of throwing her head back and groaning in frustration, she owuld have seen him give a chuckle and a roll of his eyes, crossing his arms in amusement.
He smiled under his faceplate a few minutes later when the brunette started around in joy because Metroplex pulled himself back up.
"Yes! He's alive! Look! Metroplex lives!"
Out of the corner of his eye, Optimus saw Karen's mother walk in while she was momentarily distracted by her dancing.
The look on her face was completely priceless.
Karen didn't see the toy Prime wave her away, giggling as he did so.
Very unPrime-ly.
The thought of which made him nearly choke he wanted to laugh so hard.
Joanna wanted to leave before her daughter realized she had seen...that...um...thing.
Optimus went back to watching himself kick Decepticon aft, smiling slightly.
He especially liked one part:
"No one leaves Cybertron without my permission," Megatron sneered at the prisoner.
"I wasn't asking," the Prime steadily replied, standing tall as Metroplex ripped the room of the building.
And then a giant black fist came down mulitple times on Megatron while Karen obsessively, yet happily, chanted, "Die! Die! Die! You shot Metroplex! Die!"
Now that was Optimus's absolute favorite part.
"Friggin Starscream!"
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Inspired by the first time I played FoC. Metroplex rocks!
I promise I'm working on the Fangirl story.
Disclaimer: K is for Kill, which is what Optimus should do to Megatron. I don't own Transformers. I am merely using them for entertainment and do not make any profit from this story.
