*O-kay all you loyal TF fans out there. This is an ongoing fanfic that will stay going as long as I want it to. This is the place where I will take all your requests and 'transform' them for the benefit of all those loyal to the bashing of Thrust, Megatron/Galvatron, and all the baddies! Maybe Optimus and Jetfire too. *cringes and does a tuck-and-roll to avoid laser fire from the aforementions characters* "All-right, maybe I'll just stick with Thrust..." *smiles as she hears the cheers from both sides and her audience.* "Welp, here we go!" Special thanks to TF-Fan for giving me the idea for this particular one! Oh yeah, I don't anything but the plots and new lyrics. If that.

We Hate Thrust *for TF-Fan*

A normal, peaceful night on the planet of Cybertron. The Authoress (who will now be referred to as Haley for the sake of simplicity), with her guitar in hand, Hotshot, Optimus, Jetfire, Megatron, Starscream, and Demolisher, and a fellow Authoress (who shall be known in this fic as 'Authoress') all sit together, huddled around a small fire (I don't care what the laws of physics say...I say there will be FIRE! *all the physics professors from her college run away at her declaration*). Haley clears her throat and begins to strum a few chords.

Megatron: Are you to keep twanging that thing all night, Human? Play something already.

Optimus: Take it easy, Megatron. It takes time for these things to tune.

Starscream: For once listen, you poor excuse for a leader.

Megatron: What was that, you two-bit excuse for a Seeker?

Haley: Boys, boys. That's enough. I'm ready to play now.

A wicked grin spreads across the face of the Authoress as she watches Haley take up her guitar and begins to strum the first chords of the song.

I hate you

You hate me

Let's get together and kill Barney

With a 9 millimeter

And a shot right through the head

Let's make sure that Barney's dead.

The Authoress claps her hands in delight as Haley looks on.

Haley: What?

Authoress: That was the BEST!

Haley: -_-(). It's been done a hundred times, girl.

Starscream: I have an idea, Human. Let us take that song and put in the name of someone other than a large purple dinosaur.

Haley: *nods, grinning wickedly* "Okay, Starscream. But Megatron gets to sing it this time. He was bashed in the last one I did, and it's o-nly fair.

Megatron: I am not going to degrade myself by singing a stupid Human song.

Haley: Okay then, Megatron...If that's the way you're gonna be, then you can leave. I'm sure that Starscream can come up with better lyrics, anyway.



Haley turns to the Authoress, grinning, and leans in to whisper to her.

Haley: That'll get his goat, but good.

Megatron: Fine, fine. I can't allow myself to be outdone by an underling. Play, Human.

Haley: Okay, Megatron. And make it good. *strums the first chords*

Megatron: I hate Starscream

He's a traitor

I'm gonna tell him, 'See ya later.'

With the Starsaber sword

And a slice across the neck

His head will roll across the deck.

Starscream: *glares at Megatron with undisguised hatred* "Why you--!"

Haley: O-kay! Starscream, you're next. Then it's your turn, Optimus.

Starscream: Yes!

Optimus: Ooookay.

Starscream: I hate Thrust

You hate Thrust,

Let's all give his aft a bust;

With my null-ray cannons

And the Requium Blaster

Thrust won't be able to get away faster

Optimus: I want peace

You want war,

Let's not battle anymore;

With a swift handshake,

And agreement ever after,

There'll be nothing but joy and laughter

Megatron: That....was the sappiest thing I've ever heard, Prime. Especailly coming from you.

Haley and the Authoress quietly slip away, ignoring the sounds of plasma guns, blasters, and random shouting of the various Transformers gathered.

Haley: Well, here we go again.

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