Chapter 2
Bots and Cons walked back toward the mansion as Optimus growled looking back his troops.
"This is stupid." Optimus grumbled.
"I want answers and if you were honest with yourself, you glitch you want them too." Ratchet said. "Now move!" Ratchet yelled as the medic reached the window and tapped on the window.
Of course this crumbled the window and wall a little bit; because of his strength.
"Oh slag." growled Ratchet.
The female screamed again making Ironhide snarl. "Slagging femme doesn't she do anything other than wail her vocal processor." as his cannons warmed up as Michael Bay once more appeared at the broken area now.
"What the hell, is this a joke?" Bay grumbled. "There are no such things are Decepticons and Autobots." as he marched back into his room opened his large closet door and retrieved a rifle.
He stomped back over and when he pointed his rifle at the large robots.
"Is this slagging fool for real?" Starscream demanded as Ironhide pushed passed most of the others and aimed his cannon at the movie director.
"Are you really feeling THAT lucky because I say I could make you a nice spot on that floor, what do you think?" Ironhide snarled, as Bay slowly put his gun down.
"Okay fine, its down. " Bay said. "What do you want?" Bay asked.
Optimus walked up and coughed. "We would like to know why you have insisted on creating movies about us and portraying us like… what's the word for it?"
"You portray us like glitches like some human infant could defeat the mighty Megatron leader of the Decepticons."
"Yes, mighty Megatron." Starscream snickered.
Bay looked at the robots oddly. "How did you even know about my movies?" he asked.
"We visit this planet often, and we know everything. It was bad enough with these animated things; but then live movies that make us look like slagging glitches is wrong." Optimus said.
"I only made three well on my third anyway." Bay said. "I might make o…."
Ironhide shoved his cannon into Bay's face.
"NO MORE, squishy or so help me I will forget our rule of no harming humans." Ironhide snarled.
"I must agree and insist on that as well you must stop this if you do not want me to let Ironhide unleash his cannons. Then you must stop this slagging pit spawned nonsense of making stories about us that sound so glitched." Optimus said.
"Fine no more." Bay said nervously.
"Now, we find these pit spawned writers of fan fiction stories everyone split up; and we find all of these writers who have been writing stories about us on the World Wide Web." Optimus said as he saw the look on his brother's face. "Brother, no killing." Optimus warned.
"Right..." Megatron chuckled as he and Starscream took off.
"Autobots transform; and roll out." Optimus said.