Starscream's Getting Hitched?!

*A Paraody of, 'Froggie Went a Courtin' that I thought of as I listened to the originial song. Oh yeah, if there's a song you want me to try and paraody for TF, just submit a review and let me know. I'll try to accomidate your requests. Thanks for all the reviews of my other stuff. Oh yeah, as always, I only own the plot and the new lyrics.*

"Demonlisher! Cyclonus! Hey, guys!"

The calls of the Authoress bring the two Decepticons out of their reveries. They look at each other with a degree of fear and of anticipation. It was almost as if the Authoress were a necessary evil, and yet she could bash Galvatron and get away with it.

"You are NEVER gonna guess what I just saw!" panted the Authoress, using her guitar as a prop for her tired frame.

"Well, get on with it, Human! What did you see?!" piped Cyclonus.

"S--st--Starscream--an--and F--fi--Firestorm--g--gett--getting hitched!" was all she managed to pant out.

"Hitched? What? Speak up, Human, what are you talking about?" inquired an annoyed Demolisher.

There was a moment while the Authoress caught her breath.

"I guess I'll just have to sing it for you," she replied, taking up her guitar, strumming a few chords

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Well, Starscream went a courtin' and he did fly

Uh-huh

Starscream went a courtin' and he did fly

His swords and his null-rays at his side

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He flew on down to Miss Firestorm's door

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He flew on down to Miss Firestorm's door

Where he has been so many times before

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He took Miss Firestorm on his knee

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He took Miss Firestorm on his knee

And he asked her:

Starscream: "Firestorm, will you marry me?"

Authoress:Uh-huh

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Firestorm: "Not without my brother Optimus' consent

Without my brother Optimus' consent

I wouldn't marry a President"

Authoress: Uh-huh

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So Optimus gave his consent

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Optimus gave his consent

And we need Galvatron to write the publ-i-sh-ment

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Galvatron: What are you thinking, you stupid excuse for a Decepticon, Starscream! I will never consent to this!

Optimus: Do it, Galvatron, or we'll sick Thrust on you. *Thrust appears, being tugged along by a reluctant Scavanger, clutching a large Squidward dolly in a cage too small for him.*



Thrust: SQUIDWARD, I LOVE YOU! *cuddles with his dolly*

Galvatron: *sweatdrops* You win, Prime. Anything but that.

Authoress: Tell me, What will the wedding breakfast be

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Tell me, What will the wedding breakfast be

Two oil barrels and a black-eyed pea

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Well, there's bread and energon on the shelf

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There's bread and energon on the shelf

And if you want anymore, you can sing it yourself

Uh-huh

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Uh-huh

And with that, the Authoress strums the last chord and puts away her guitar.

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