4 – Year 3
"Well, that wasn't so hard now was it Magnus?"
"Quit bragging Jetfire …"
The two mechs had just had a maths test, and needless to say, Magnus found it more difficult than the math wiz Jetfire. But he would never admit how much easier it had been than what he had thought all along.
"Well, I thought that test was a piece of cake." Said Electro, coming out of class at that point with Optimus beside him.
"You find every class and test easy Electro." Magnus grumbled.
Electro was a powerful looking bot with yellow and silver colouring with black highlights. Despite his powerful form, he preferred to do science like activities rather than fight. True to his name, he could channel electricity, but not create it in immense amounts. He transformed into a jet, and was a month younger than Optimus and Magnus. Ultrasound was his younger brother, whom he was very protective of. He was very smart.
"Optimus, how'd you find the test?" Electro asked, ignoring Magnus as they walked out into the grounds. They made their way over to their usual table where Jetfire, Springer and a blue bot they didn't know were sitting.
"It was okay, although I didn't get the last question about Anti Gravity compounds." Optimus answered as he took a seat at the table.
"Just had a test?" Springer said as Magnus sat next to him and pulled out his energon.
"Yep." Magnus said, looking thoughtful. "It was okay I guess."
"Are you okay?" Said the blue bot. "You look troubled."
Magnus didn't reply. He was thinking about the same group of bots that he had been wary of in the second year. Although they didn't cause him any harm that year, he felt strange about it all the same. He found what seemed to be the leader – the black and navy blue one – whisper to his friends and then look his way. While he was with his brother or his friends most of the time, he couldn't be sure if they wanted something with him or his brother.
It was making him nervous.
Just then, the bot that had been on his mind came into view and –
He started to walk over.
Magnus's energon converter did a summersault. He was coming over alone and the rest of the table had noticed. Magnus felt Optimus tense slightly as they came nearer.
"Well, well, well …" He said as he finally reached the table. "Mystery Magnus …"
The said mech merely looked at him and said nothing.
"I've been watching you for awhile, …" He continued. His voice was deep and radiated power. He looked much older than him. "And I've come to note something about you."
"Y-yes?" Magnus mumbled, very intimidated.
The dark face faltered. "Are you waiting for someone to attack you?"
Magnus and everyone else present were startled.
He was suddenly wrenching the surprised mech to his feet and saying, "The way you look at us … do you want us to hurt you? Because it sure seems that way."
Optimus suddenly stood up. As he was at least a head taller than the black and blue mech, the enemy had the decency to look wary.
"And why are you telling my brother this?" Optimus growled, pulling a startled Magnus out of the enemy's arms.
"Because …" He smirked. "You may find my friends aren't as kind as me about beating up others."
He turned and started to walk away.
"Oh, by the way," He said, turning slightly, "My name is Nightclash"
He walked back over to his group and walked on.
"What …" Magnus said, staring at the group. " …was that all about?"
***
Not even one dreading being beaten up by a huge gang could fail to enjoy Joke Week.
This event, Held in the bitter cold month Forin, half way though the year, was a celebration to lighten up the atmosphere of the area, as Forin seemed to dampen everyone's spirits. Events like these were held throughout the year to make it more enjoyable during the forbidden months especially; no one could go outside during the rain after all.
And so Joke week began. The Cybertron week consisted of six days each (Melday, Therday, Wireday, Thissday, Falenday and Sotiday.) After the run in with Nightclash's gang, Magnus was determined to prove he wasn't weak. He wasn't sure what they were planning for him, but whatever it was he didn't like it. But there was a way to get them before they got him …
"Hey Jetfire?"
"Yeah?" Jetfire, whom was currently putting the cover back on his computer in Technology on Falenday.
"I need to know how to pull a really good prank on Nightclash's gang by Sotiday …"
***
Waiting for the right moment was always difficult if you were inpatient, but Magnus was determined to prove himself. So, he flew silently up on top of one of the rafters of the high corridor roof, Jetfire on the opposite side of him. He conveyed a grin in his own way, and the two watched the door.
The chatter of Nightclash's gang could not have been more pleasing than this time and day. Magnus stuffed his fist into his mouth to stifle a snicker and set up a recorder so he could show Optimus and the others.
The doors banged open and in came seven strongly built transformers. All of them had dark colour schemes … perfect. The particular place they had set up their prank was in one of the main corridors with classrooms all around. Currently, most people were working, but Magnus and Jetfire plus a few others had a free lesson.
"…And the little sucker ran off screaming like a protoform straight from the Icon chamber!" Snickered one of them while the others gaffed stupidly.
"Yes, well the sucker deserved it for outdoing you in that sound contest." Said another of them.
"Don't get ahe-aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"
By the oil that the two troublemakers had squirted on the shiny floor in liberal amounts, the group suddenly went skimming across the floor just as Magnus hit 'record'. Him and Jetfire them hovered along as the gang hit Phase 2 – the carts.
Barely able to keep standing, the group tumbled over the carts and they immediately carried the mechs straight into a huge barrel of pink paint. Not the pale stuff, bright fluoro paint that also glowed in the dark. But that wasn't all.
The smashed into it, causing a huge racket and the doors of the classrooms opening and the students spilling out. They all saw the seven mechs sprawled there, covered in pink paint, and burst out laughing. Then, a huge amount of glitter and all a manner of things came tumbling down as Nightclash tried to stand and hit the bucket above. Magnus and Jetfire landed some distance away and ran out, noticing that the Headmaster had come to expel them for consistent absents from classes and bullying. They barely contained their laughter but held nothing back as they reached their familiar table with their friends (who had just come out of class) who watched, bewildered, as they collapsed into their chairs. They soon were roaring with laughter as Magnus played back the footage, happy that his school years would hopefully be safer from now on …
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I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for the long update. I haven't been in a good mood (utterly pissed off with the world, aggressive and yeah pissed off) so I thought it unwise to type because I'd prolly put my foot though the screen. However I thrashed the living shit out of a tree with my sword so I'm all good again, but now I feel sorry for the tree …
Thanks for all the reviews! You guys are great! Yes I've started year 11 and its okay. The workload hasn't even started yet, which is good.
Also, I had to make up a lot of the Cybertronian terminology as I saw fit, so I'm sorry if that bothers anyone.
'Till another day!
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