What's Wrong with a Little Destruction?
28 Wreckers

Taken from the 28Character meme that's been popping up every now and again. Done because, well, the Wreckers are awesome in any continuity.

Note: It would be the coolest Halloween costume. Ever.


7. Transforming Wreckers

"We manics do outrageous things and it is part of our colorful nature."
-Patty Duke

Laughter was never a rare thing on Xantium. When someone courts death as vehemently as the Wreckers, there's a lot to laugh about. 'Oh man, check out the size of this bit mark Rampage gave me!', 'Did you see Twin Twist getting dragged around by the foot? That was priceless!', 'Did you really throw your rifle at the Decepticons?', 'Shut up- I was outta ammo!'. They had to laugh because it was absurd that they were still alive. And after the kind of scrapes they got into, surviving was such a shock that laughing at it was the only way to keep from going mad.

Which was why it was hardly surprising to hear laughter ricocheting down the halls and in the common area just about every member of the crew had collapsed on the nearest stable structure, laughing until they were wheezing, pounding their knees, the tables, each other.

All except for Sandstorm who was in the middle of it all, struggling and cursing and yelling in frustration.

"HAHAHAHA- Can't… can't breathe!"

"Primus- someone get a capture of this!"

"Frag you, slagging bucket-humping slag-suckers! RRRRRRRRGH!"

"WAHA-HAHAHAHA!"

The door opened and Springer came to a halt, for a moment uncertain if they were under attack from some strange alien beast. "….Sandstorm?" He peered cautiously at the orange mess.

"Springer! Get 'em to fix me!"

Finally able to wrap his mind around the fact that- yes, this was his fellow triplechanger –he asked everyone else in a voice that only slightly quivered, "How much of this do I want to know?" The laughter subsided and someone tried to get a hold of himself enough to explain the situation. But started snickering and that got everyone going again.

Sandstorm (glaring as best he could though no one could tell) bit out, "Topspin was supposed to clear out some grit from my transformation cogs and I ended up turning into this… useless monstrosity!"

Springer looked over Sandstorm- an impossible mesh of all three forms, mangled together and stuck in a limbo of 'what the slagging hell is it' –to their resident medic. The edges of Springer's lips twitched almost uncontrollably. "Well?"

Topspin's grin was so wide the edges disappeared under his visor. "Was a good idea at the time."