A/N: Alternativly titled: PVP is a lazy aft.

Hi again! I didn't lie when I said I had updates~ But I never said they'd be quality. OTL

~ Explosive


Such is the life of a lowly drone

PVP wasn't much for work. In fact, he actively avoided it. Work to him was like off energon (which didn't actually exist, but PVP was adamant that it did). So it was a normal occurrence among the Vehicons for HTML and AT0M to barge into PVP's room and drag him off to his duties.

Today was one of those days.

Without bothering to knock, HTML and AT0M entered his quarters, HTML leaning against the wall and AT0M standing just behind him. PVP looked up, guessed what they were there for and curled up, continuing to play his game.

"PVP for the last time get your aft out of your room and go take your shift. The bridge will be empty soon without us and I can almost guarantee you that Megatron is gonna shoot someone if it is." AT0M said, moving a servo to his hip.

"But I'm playing Angry Birds" PVP whined, turning to face AT0M and draping himself over his chair dramatically, "I literally cannot move until I finish this level!"

Both HTML and AT0M just sighed.

"I swear to Primus, if you don't get up to go work I will let it slip that you're keeping all of the Potato guns from the last attack."

PVP instantly straightened out.

"You're evil." He said, his visor brightening a fraction.

Inwardly, HTML smirked. He had been holding that particular threat over PVP's helm for a while now, and still, he freaked out every time. It was amusing, really.

"I know, I know; I try. Now then, are you going to go work or am I going to have to–"

"I'm going, I'm going!" PVP groaned, standing up and leaving his quarters, making sure to shove HTML away as he did.

HTML just shoved him back and moved to walk beside him. If PVP had a face, he would have been pouting. As it was, he did not, so he simply crossed his arms over his chassis, looked to the floor and ignored his two friends.

AT0M and HTML both just laughed and saw PVP off to his shift, just in time. As the three of them entered the bridge, the three Vehicons previously on duty left. They all hurried in just in case Megatron was around, but it seemed he wasn't on the bridge at the moment. They all let out a breath of air as they moved to their posts, hoping that nothing eventful happened, or that the superior officers weren't in a bad enough mood to shoot them or something.

But such was the life of a lowly drone.