Baby come back
By: Anvarah
Disclaimer:
Me: "I have come to the acknowledgement that i can..."
Jolt: "what is she doing?..."
Me: "... not own the Transformers franchise whilst it is in the posession of Micheal Bay and therefore i ..."
Bee: "...feeling so faithless ... can't keep watching forever..."
Jolt: "what?"
Me: "... have come to the conclusion that to finally own transformers i..."
Bee: "...so hollow, so vicous...so afraid i couldn't let myself see..."
Jolt: " In plain cybertroain 'Bee?"
Me" ... must kill the orginal creator and take ownership over the transformers FORCEFULLY!"
Jolt: "ohh... now i get it..."
Me: "TO VICTORY!" *hefts shotgun over shoulder and runs out the door* "DEFEAT IS NOT AN OPTION!"
Bee: "...live and let go... each word gets lost in the echo..." *chases after the author to retrieve the shot gun*
Jolt: "Please excuse the delusional author. And please review: it keeps her too busy to hatch assasination plots."
Chapter 4:
Tlyer POV.
I've got to say; some of the strangest things leave the greatest impressions on us in our childhood without us realising it.
Like the school bully in kindergarten; who was taken out by a few well placed words from the quiet kid who that sat in the corner and never spoke; sometimes you'd think they were mute or something?
That was one of the greatest moments in my life that shocked me into silence; now i was facing another.
After all: how many times in your lifetime do you see a tiny autobot, the size of your palm jump into their equally small sized companion's arms with a girlish squeal?
I have to tell you now in all honesty it was halarious! Or it would of been if he had reacted exactly like that.
Unfortuneately; the girlish squeal was more of a banshee's shriek: one of the ones that made your skin crawl and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. so in all: not pleasant.
'Smile, But don't laugh.' I told myself,as i watched the scene unfold infront of me.
Jolt was doing his best to scale Wheeljack; while wheeljack was staggering in an effort to say vertically upright as Bumblebee tried to gently persuade the whimpering and blubbering silvery - blue mech to come down from his makeshift perch whilst attempting to forcefully remove the mech's servos from the molded handprints that they had created in Wheeljack's armour.
Only to have to start all over again when another crack of thunder echoed loudly overhead.
Yeah. Halarious, if you can't get headaches. And if you don't have nosey neighbours who knock on the door after every little noise that you make in your own apartment!
I just hope the storm doesn't last long; my ears are already starting to ring badly.
Kinda short - so i'm sorry.
Also; my MS Word program decided to die so i'm on WordPad atm. - double sorry.
Hope you like 'Baby Come Back' so far. If you have any requests or ideas let me know: i love a challenge!
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