Disclaimer on the first page.

Well, this is the second chapter. I'm quite proud of myself; of all the series that I've started on ff.net, this is the only one that has continued past the first page. (so ya'd better leave a review!)

I've still got a heap of material left, so I'll be adding a new chapter sooner or later, in the meantime, sit back and enjoy this one.

BTW, if anyone really wants to see me torment a specific character (any character) then put it in the review and I'll rearrange a chapter or two to move them up the waiting list.

Oh, and I'm sorry if anyone offended by material in this fic, I wrote the fic because it's funny, even if weight problems and mental disabilities aren't. If you're still not convinced, take it up with Hasbro for making Rhinox fat and Galvatron nuts, it's not my problem.

The counsellor again checked her list and called in the next student.

He was short, stubby and definitely overweight.

"Sit down Rhinox."

The small mech walked over to the chair, glanced oddly at the blackened burn marks and sat.

As the counsellor prepared to speak he pulled out a gameboy. The counsellor took a long look at him; he was covered in electronic devices; electronic pets dangled from around his neck and belt, a small laptop was slung over his shoulder, and his pockets bulged with LCD games.

"Rhinox, your teachers are concerned that you're becoming anti-social. Rhinox? Are you listening to me?"

Clearly the mech wasn't. The counsellor reached across the desk and took the gameboy out of his stubby fingers. He looked momentarily surprised at being interrupted, but then reached into his back pocket and retrieved another one.

The counsellor again confiscated it, before ordering him to pay attention. He appeared indignant, but did as he was told.

"As I was saying, your teachers are concerned that you're not making any effort to make friends, instead preferring electronic devices."

"So?"

"So, you're relying too much on them."

"None of the other kids like me. Computers don't mind, plus I'm getting good at Super Robot Wars. Wanna see?"

He reached hopefully for the Gameboy, but the counsellor pulled it from his reach, he slumped back and crossed his arms, clearly ready to throw a tantrum.

"Rhinox, you are a technophile. You're totally addicted and dependent on games. You're also not getting enough exercise and are getting fat."
"My parents say I'm big framed."

"Your parents heads are big framed."

"What?"
"Nothing, just mumbling to myself. Anyway, you need to lose weight. I'm enrolling you in fat camp for a month; there you can make some real friends."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

Three floors down, Red Alert had finally calmed down.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

The prefect jumped, his optics glazing white. He sprinted from the AV room where a sulky Inferno was making rude gestures at the stupid bear. The red and blue fire engines didn't notice the commotion from their friend.

"STARSCREAM!!!!!!!!!!"
Sprinting from the room the white Autobot almost collided with Punch, who looked just as freaked.

Punch transformed, now Counterpunch he pulled his gun on Red Alert, quite sure that Red was responsible for the noise, and removing him would logically remove the screaming three floors up.

"DIE AUTOBOTS!"
Counterpunch looked startled, before transforming and throwing himself prostrate on the floor as a beam from a laser pointer harmlessly lit the wall next to where he'd been standing.

Both bots looked up to where Galvatron was standing. He was drooling, and he looked slightly cross-eyed, his head tilted to one side.

"There you are Galvatron. You haven't finished your 'special' studies yet. Come on, we were colouring in, remember?"

Quite forgetting what had happened a few moments ago, both Autobots pointed and laughed at Galvatron.

"Who let you out of the special ed class Galvy?"

Galvatron just grinned wider, the drool stream doubling its efforts to coat his chest.

"Yeah, ya mental."
Galvatrons teacher looked deeply offended, as though the comment had been aimed at her personally.

"He's not mental, he's one of my special students."
"Specially mental."

The teacher huffed, turned on her heels and tried leading Galvatron back to the room.

"Come on Galvy, you were colouring in your picture of your little friend Octane, remember?"
Galvy half nodded and made mumbled something about Octane and sending the Combaticons to 'play' with him."

"That's right. Now come on."

Galvatron started to be led away, but turned back, drooled dramatically and begun shouting.

"FOOLS! I HAVE THE MATRIX!!!"

Both Autobots tensed as Galvatron opened his chest and removed a small rectangular object.

They burst out laughing, "That's a blackboard eraser you moron!"

Galvatron grabbed the duster in both hands and began pulling it apart, great handfuls of cloth and chalk dust filling the air and making a lovely sticky paste as it came in contact with his drool-covered chest.

Finally he threw the duster at Punch. Screaming he allowed himself to be led away.

"Idiot."

"Yeah."
"Hey, you seen Starscream?"

Outside a scrying, kicking, screaming Rhinox was being dragged away by two obese adults, clearly his parents.

"But I don't wanna go to fat camp!"

Well, what'd you think?? Leave a review and tell me. I'm thinking of doing a female character next, so put in for whom it should be.

'Till next time.