What's Wrong with a Little Destruction?
The Wreckers
The continuing awesomeness of IDW's top strikeforce!
Note: Requested by Dragon of Despair and Teh. Takes place sometime after Colorful Wreckers/Kup and Wreckers.Request: Jazz versus Wreckers
"Revenge is an act of passion; vengeance of justice. Injuries are revenged; crimes are avenged."
-Samuel Johnson
He should've seen this coming- he really should've. But he didn't and now they were all paying the price for it and they came together, to him in a silent demand to be lead to vengeance. Springer turned the situation over in his processor, trying to figure out the best course of action.
The only thing he could come up with was wondering if Prowl had put the saboteur up to this to get back at Springer for what happened last time. He wouldn't put it passed him. Slagging tight aft.
"Alright." When Springer looked at the assembled Wreckers it took more effort to ignore the bright and stylized splashes of pink paint than he could the cracked helms and leaks during battles. "Forget points, forget anyone else. The first one to tag Jazz wins. Period. You can work as a team if you want- you can fragging dog-pile the mech and pour paint all over him –I just want him tagged." Springer, like the rest of the team, had his fair share of bright pink practically glowing over his chassis. With a tight, business-like collective nod the Wreckers went off to find their target- vengeance promised all over their faceplates.
Instead of following the rest of the team through the Orbital Hub, Springer headed back to Xantium, unable to take the pain of such a vibrant color against his tamer tones. He should've known better. There was no way Jazz, swaggering up with that too-wide grin and knowing look, would ask to join in on something like the Wreckers' 'stealth training' without turning it into some sort of trouble. Especially since no one still had managed to tag the black and white yet.
……
"Wreckers!" Springer's voice snapped harshly over their radios. "I don't care how, I don't care why, I don't care what trouble you get into- I want Jazz's cranial unit brought to me on something sharp. Pointy. And preferably not sterilized! That slagger siphoned all the liquids out of Xantium's washrack!"
Kyarorin: Optimus must have an infinite well of patience having to deal with the kind of 'bots he does without resorting to violence XD
Dragon: Ah yes, but they're Wreckers! The threat of death (or great bodily harm) makes the experience that much more fun!
Teh: Ta-da!
Cafei: -starts chiseling away at the block?- Er... the art block. Not the Sunstreaker block.
FloofWolfe: -pats- Aw, hope you had a good night's rest ):
