I thank Silver Elf Child for informing me that I was wrong on some of the
hockey rules; I wish I could have known this sooner. I don't mean to make
hockey look bad, or something like that, it's just I've never played before
and I've only been to a game once. Oh, and I make pansies out of the guys
from the NHL, I have nothing bad against them, Optimus and Megatron just
scare the crap out of them, it's funny. Oh well, I've come up with a way to
fix that, please keep reviewing, enjoy the fic.
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I don't own Transformers Armada so don't sue me please.
***
Armada Hockey or Megatron's Dance chapter four
*Cobalt is chasing Sideways for filling the rink with bubbles, she is suddenly surrounded by men in black. They have NHL printed on their uniforms.*
Man in black: Ma'am, are you Cobalt?
Cobalt: I am, can I help you?
Man in black: We've come to the understanding that you have the rules to hockey wrong.
Cobalt: Yes, I thought they were wrong, we've never played hockey before. Actually, I don't know a thing about hockey, I'm just doing what Optimus and Thrust told me and the rest of the teams to do. If you have a problem, you should go talk it over with them. How did you know that we had it wrong in the first place anyway?
Man in black: We listened to your commentating. Could you show us to where we may locate this Optimus or Thrust?
Cobalt: Sure, I'd better take you to Optimus. Taking you to Thrust would not be a good idea, trust me. Don't worry, he can tell him later. Right this way please. *she led them to the Autobot's locker room.*
Man in black: Why is the entrance so big?
Cobalt: You will see. *she leads them over to the lockers and stops.*
Man in black: Where are they?
Cobalt: Optimus, are you busy, there are some nice men in black here to see you about the rules of the game.
Optimus: *calls out from behind the lockers.* Just a second Cobalt.
Cobalt: I brought them here instead of taking them to the other teams locker room.
Optimus: That was a good idea Cobalt. *he walks out from behind the lockers.* How can I help you men?
*they take a step back; one of them screams for a second.*
Cobalt: He asked you a question.
Man in black: M-Mr. O-O-Optimus S-Sir, we-we'd l-like to i-inform y-y-you about the r-rules to the g-game of h-h-h-hockey.
Cobalt: Oh calm down, he's not going to get mad or step on you, just relax, he's a really nice guy. And please don't stutter, it's hard to understand, okay?
Man in black: Okay. There are three parts to a hockey game, not two; each is 20 minutes long.
Cobalt: *has walked behind them unnoticed by the men, and has started recording with Laserbeak again.*
Man in black: And this Sideways is a goalie, is that right?
Optimus: Yes, that's right.
Jetfire: *has stuck his head out from behind another set of lockers on the opposite side, wondering what's goining on.*
Man in black: The goalies can not be given a penalty, instead, another player on the team must sit out the penalty. A penalty for punching or tripping a player and interferance is only 2 minutes and a penalty for fighting is 5 minutes. Yes, it is listed in the Hockey Rule Book. *holds up Hockey Rule Book.*
Optimus: I understand, is there anything else that I need to know?
Man in black: NO SIR! *the guy is oviously still scared.*
Jetfire: *holds his hand up to his mouth to muffle laughter.*
Optimus: If nothing more, you can go now.
Group of men in black: YES OPTIMUS SIR!
Jetfire: *is now having trouble to keep from laughing.*
Group of men in black: *walk towards the exit.*
Optimus: *turns to Jetfire.* What could have caused their reaction?
Jetfire: Well, here's a thought. You're a robot and you're ten times bigger than they are. It's your size, it's definitely your size.
Optimus: But why because of my size?
Jetfire: They're probably thinking that if they make you angry, they're going to get squished.
Optimus: I would never step on a human!
Jetfire: I know you wouldn't, but-- *points to the exit, the men in black are just at the exit.*
Cobalt: *sees Jetfire motion at the exit and points Laserbeak over at the exit.*
*audible stomping.*
Megatron: *appears with all of his fury a few feet in front of the guys, still wearing the pink tutu.* OPTIMUS PRIME!!
Group of men in black: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! *they cling to each other; some pee their pants.*
Jetfire: --he would.
Optimus: How did you know he was coming?
Megatron: *stares down at the men as they run out of the lockerroom as fast as they could.*
Jetfire: You could hear him stomping all of the way down here.
Optimus: Oh.
Megatron: *stomps into the room.* OPTIMUS!
Optimus: Yes Megatron?
Megatron: I CAN'T GET MY TUTU OFF!
*the rest of the Autobots now look out from behind the lockers.*
Megatron: I can't get it off, I've tried everything!
Blurr: Did you try cutting it off?
Megatron: But it's my tutu!
Jetfire: Well what do you want to do?
Megatron: I'm not sure.
Cobalt: Do you think you can transform and it would slide off? Or would it shred it?
Jetfire: Don't know, let's try it. *thinks* If it slides off, it's off. If it rips, he can't wear it again. I hope it rips, just looking at that tutu hurts my optics.
Megatron: I think I'll transform, it might work. *he transforms, the tutu rips in fourths and slides off. He transforms back to robot mode.* IT RIPPED! IT RIPPED! YOU RIPPED IT! *points at Cobalt.*
Cobalt: Me? I did? You're the one who transformed.
Megatron: You're the one who suggested it human!
Cobalt: Yes, I only suggested it, you're the one who did it!
Megatron: Whatever! *punches towards Cobalt, she jumps out of the way.*
Cobalt: Whoa! *continues dodging punches and chances to get squished.* Oh I'm gonna get him, what do I have on me? *digs around in pockets.* Let's see, my gun, granola bar, can of pink spraypaint, can of pink spraypaint? Where the heck did this come from? Oh well, it's here, I'll use it. *manages to jump behind Megatron.* Hmm, lets see, ah I know! *jumps and writes something very quickly.* Perfect! *runs back over to the autobots.*
Scavenger: What did you do Cobalt?
Cobalt: You'll see.
Megatron: My tutu is shredded. Oh whatever, I'll get another one. I'll just leave now.
Optimus: Wait, just before you came, some men from, uh, where was it they said they were from Cobalt?
Cobalt: The NHL.
Optimus: Yes, some men from the NHL came and kindly corrected us on the rules of the game of Hockey. Would you tell Thrust the rules for us? *tells Megatron the rules. The others listen.*
Cobalt: *started recording Megatron again.*
Megatron: Alright. *walks out; "I love Fred" is written in neon pink on his back.*
Everyone in the locker room: *is laughing their circuits out.*
Jetfire: Oh man, that's great Cobalt! How did you do that so quickly?
Cobalt: I told you, I'm eighth mary sue(1). I don't even think he knows that I did it! *points Laserbeak over at Sideswipe.*
Sideswipe: *has fallen on his front to the ground, in a laughing fit.* That was great Cobalt!
Optimus: Where did you get the spraypaint from?
Cobalt: That's the funny thing, I don't even remember having a can of spraypaint in my possesion. Wait a second, I remember something, just before we left, I felt something fall in my pocket and I do remember that Billy had snuck up behind me. I didn't put the two and two together until just now, he put the pink spraypaint in my pocket. *looks at the can.* Hey, it says here that this stuff glows in the dark. *pockets it.* *thinks* Oh yeah, I'm keepin' this!
Jetfire: Glows in the dark? Oh, I can imagine looking out into the dark and seeing 'I love Fred' hanging in air! *laughs* That's funny!
Optimus: Well, now that the bubbles are all off of our armor, let's end this break and return to the game.
Scavenger: Good idea.
*they walk out of the locker room.*
*lights go out.*
Cobalt: Hey, what the?
***
*in the Decepticons locker room.*
Thrust: Megatron Sir, you're back.
Megatron: Yes. The rules have been changed. *throws down shredded tutu.* *tells everyone the correct rules to hockey.*
Thrust: Alright then, I guess I was wrong on some of the rules to hockey.
*lights go out.*
Cyclonus: What just happened.
Wheeljack: The lights just went out that's all.
Demolisher: Megatron, what's that pink, glowing light behind you?
Megatron: What pink, glowing light?
Demolisher: The one behind you.
Megatron: *tries to look behind him, but can't.* Oh whatever, let's just return to the game. *walks out, all can clearly see what is written in the dark.*
Starscream: I wonder who did that to him. *is thinking of exactly who did it to him, he's talking in sarcasm.*
Demolisher: Mega- *is silenced by a 'shhh' from Cyclonus.*
Cyclonus: *whispers.* Don't.
Wheeljack: *whispers to Sideways.* Should we tell him?
Sideways: *whispers back.* No way.
Wheeljack: *whispers.* What about Thrust? He'll tell.
Sideways: *whispers.* I'll take care of that. *sneaks up behind Thrust and knocks him offline.* Hey, help me carry him someone.
Starscream: No way.
Demolisher: *helps carry Thrust.*
*all of them walk out of the locker room, Megatron is oblivious to what is going on behind him.*
***
(1) Cobalt's great grandmother was a mary sue. Because she married a regular human as did her grandmother and mother, Cobalt is one eighth mary sue. Because of this, she posseses some powers, but remains inperfect. I got the idea one day. More will be explained in my other story, A Girl Transformed, it made for a good story line, you'll see it eventually.
Well that wasn't to hard and I managed to fix some of the rules to the hockey game, thanks to Silver Elf Child for telling me the correct rules to hockey, thank you Silver Elf Child! Chapter five will be a bit harder, not to many ideas for humor and who's going to do what. I'll need some ideas for what will happen.
Cobalt
***
I don't own Transformers Armada so don't sue me please.
***
Armada Hockey or Megatron's Dance chapter four
*Cobalt is chasing Sideways for filling the rink with bubbles, she is suddenly surrounded by men in black. They have NHL printed on their uniforms.*
Man in black: Ma'am, are you Cobalt?
Cobalt: I am, can I help you?
Man in black: We've come to the understanding that you have the rules to hockey wrong.
Cobalt: Yes, I thought they were wrong, we've never played hockey before. Actually, I don't know a thing about hockey, I'm just doing what Optimus and Thrust told me and the rest of the teams to do. If you have a problem, you should go talk it over with them. How did you know that we had it wrong in the first place anyway?
Man in black: We listened to your commentating. Could you show us to where we may locate this Optimus or Thrust?
Cobalt: Sure, I'd better take you to Optimus. Taking you to Thrust would not be a good idea, trust me. Don't worry, he can tell him later. Right this way please. *she led them to the Autobot's locker room.*
Man in black: Why is the entrance so big?
Cobalt: You will see. *she leads them over to the lockers and stops.*
Man in black: Where are they?
Cobalt: Optimus, are you busy, there are some nice men in black here to see you about the rules of the game.
Optimus: *calls out from behind the lockers.* Just a second Cobalt.
Cobalt: I brought them here instead of taking them to the other teams locker room.
Optimus: That was a good idea Cobalt. *he walks out from behind the lockers.* How can I help you men?
*they take a step back; one of them screams for a second.*
Cobalt: He asked you a question.
Man in black: M-Mr. O-O-Optimus S-Sir, we-we'd l-like to i-inform y-y-you about the r-rules to the g-game of h-h-h-hockey.
Cobalt: Oh calm down, he's not going to get mad or step on you, just relax, he's a really nice guy. And please don't stutter, it's hard to understand, okay?
Man in black: Okay. There are three parts to a hockey game, not two; each is 20 minutes long.
Cobalt: *has walked behind them unnoticed by the men, and has started recording with Laserbeak again.*
Man in black: And this Sideways is a goalie, is that right?
Optimus: Yes, that's right.
Jetfire: *has stuck his head out from behind another set of lockers on the opposite side, wondering what's goining on.*
Man in black: The goalies can not be given a penalty, instead, another player on the team must sit out the penalty. A penalty for punching or tripping a player and interferance is only 2 minutes and a penalty for fighting is 5 minutes. Yes, it is listed in the Hockey Rule Book. *holds up Hockey Rule Book.*
Optimus: I understand, is there anything else that I need to know?
Man in black: NO SIR! *the guy is oviously still scared.*
Jetfire: *holds his hand up to his mouth to muffle laughter.*
Optimus: If nothing more, you can go now.
Group of men in black: YES OPTIMUS SIR!
Jetfire: *is now having trouble to keep from laughing.*
Group of men in black: *walk towards the exit.*
Optimus: *turns to Jetfire.* What could have caused their reaction?
Jetfire: Well, here's a thought. You're a robot and you're ten times bigger than they are. It's your size, it's definitely your size.
Optimus: But why because of my size?
Jetfire: They're probably thinking that if they make you angry, they're going to get squished.
Optimus: I would never step on a human!
Jetfire: I know you wouldn't, but-- *points to the exit, the men in black are just at the exit.*
Cobalt: *sees Jetfire motion at the exit and points Laserbeak over at the exit.*
*audible stomping.*
Megatron: *appears with all of his fury a few feet in front of the guys, still wearing the pink tutu.* OPTIMUS PRIME!!
Group of men in black: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! *they cling to each other; some pee their pants.*
Jetfire: --he would.
Optimus: How did you know he was coming?
Megatron: *stares down at the men as they run out of the lockerroom as fast as they could.*
Jetfire: You could hear him stomping all of the way down here.
Optimus: Oh.
Megatron: *stomps into the room.* OPTIMUS!
Optimus: Yes Megatron?
Megatron: I CAN'T GET MY TUTU OFF!
*the rest of the Autobots now look out from behind the lockers.*
Megatron: I can't get it off, I've tried everything!
Blurr: Did you try cutting it off?
Megatron: But it's my tutu!
Jetfire: Well what do you want to do?
Megatron: I'm not sure.
Cobalt: Do you think you can transform and it would slide off? Or would it shred it?
Jetfire: Don't know, let's try it. *thinks* If it slides off, it's off. If it rips, he can't wear it again. I hope it rips, just looking at that tutu hurts my optics.
Megatron: I think I'll transform, it might work. *he transforms, the tutu rips in fourths and slides off. He transforms back to robot mode.* IT RIPPED! IT RIPPED! YOU RIPPED IT! *points at Cobalt.*
Cobalt: Me? I did? You're the one who transformed.
Megatron: You're the one who suggested it human!
Cobalt: Yes, I only suggested it, you're the one who did it!
Megatron: Whatever! *punches towards Cobalt, she jumps out of the way.*
Cobalt: Whoa! *continues dodging punches and chances to get squished.* Oh I'm gonna get him, what do I have on me? *digs around in pockets.* Let's see, my gun, granola bar, can of pink spraypaint, can of pink spraypaint? Where the heck did this come from? Oh well, it's here, I'll use it. *manages to jump behind Megatron.* Hmm, lets see, ah I know! *jumps and writes something very quickly.* Perfect! *runs back over to the autobots.*
Scavenger: What did you do Cobalt?
Cobalt: You'll see.
Megatron: My tutu is shredded. Oh whatever, I'll get another one. I'll just leave now.
Optimus: Wait, just before you came, some men from, uh, where was it they said they were from Cobalt?
Cobalt: The NHL.
Optimus: Yes, some men from the NHL came and kindly corrected us on the rules of the game of Hockey. Would you tell Thrust the rules for us? *tells Megatron the rules. The others listen.*
Cobalt: *started recording Megatron again.*
Megatron: Alright. *walks out; "I love Fred" is written in neon pink on his back.*
Everyone in the locker room: *is laughing their circuits out.*
Jetfire: Oh man, that's great Cobalt! How did you do that so quickly?
Cobalt: I told you, I'm eighth mary sue(1). I don't even think he knows that I did it! *points Laserbeak over at Sideswipe.*
Sideswipe: *has fallen on his front to the ground, in a laughing fit.* That was great Cobalt!
Optimus: Where did you get the spraypaint from?
Cobalt: That's the funny thing, I don't even remember having a can of spraypaint in my possesion. Wait a second, I remember something, just before we left, I felt something fall in my pocket and I do remember that Billy had snuck up behind me. I didn't put the two and two together until just now, he put the pink spraypaint in my pocket. *looks at the can.* Hey, it says here that this stuff glows in the dark. *pockets it.* *thinks* Oh yeah, I'm keepin' this!
Jetfire: Glows in the dark? Oh, I can imagine looking out into the dark and seeing 'I love Fred' hanging in air! *laughs* That's funny!
Optimus: Well, now that the bubbles are all off of our armor, let's end this break and return to the game.
Scavenger: Good idea.
*they walk out of the locker room.*
*lights go out.*
Cobalt: Hey, what the?
***
*in the Decepticons locker room.*
Thrust: Megatron Sir, you're back.
Megatron: Yes. The rules have been changed. *throws down shredded tutu.* *tells everyone the correct rules to hockey.*
Thrust: Alright then, I guess I was wrong on some of the rules to hockey.
*lights go out.*
Cyclonus: What just happened.
Wheeljack: The lights just went out that's all.
Demolisher: Megatron, what's that pink, glowing light behind you?
Megatron: What pink, glowing light?
Demolisher: The one behind you.
Megatron: *tries to look behind him, but can't.* Oh whatever, let's just return to the game. *walks out, all can clearly see what is written in the dark.*
Starscream: I wonder who did that to him. *is thinking of exactly who did it to him, he's talking in sarcasm.*
Demolisher: Mega- *is silenced by a 'shhh' from Cyclonus.*
Cyclonus: *whispers.* Don't.
Wheeljack: *whispers to Sideways.* Should we tell him?
Sideways: *whispers back.* No way.
Wheeljack: *whispers.* What about Thrust? He'll tell.
Sideways: *whispers.* I'll take care of that. *sneaks up behind Thrust and knocks him offline.* Hey, help me carry him someone.
Starscream: No way.
Demolisher: *helps carry Thrust.*
*all of them walk out of the locker room, Megatron is oblivious to what is going on behind him.*
***
(1) Cobalt's great grandmother was a mary sue. Because she married a regular human as did her grandmother and mother, Cobalt is one eighth mary sue. Because of this, she posseses some powers, but remains inperfect. I got the idea one day. More will be explained in my other story, A Girl Transformed, it made for a good story line, you'll see it eventually.
Well that wasn't to hard and I managed to fix some of the rules to the hockey game, thanks to Silver Elf Child for telling me the correct rules to hockey, thank you Silver Elf Child! Chapter five will be a bit harder, not to many ideas for humor and who's going to do what. I'll need some ideas for what will happen.
Cobalt