RE/comes into room looking cautious/ Are the ducks here? What about the
geese?
DD: No.
RE: OK then. On with the story. /sits down at laptop looking happy/ OK peeps,
this is a sequel to He Finally Realizes…, takes place a few days after the
original story. I just had to write this, I couldn't leave it alone it's too
much fun, and my plot bunny for this story gave me a few more ideas.
You're a good plot bunny aren't you Flopsy/cuddles plot bunny/ Let the
craziness begin! For Lady Starscream, AngeGardenvoir, Sapphire225
and Thatredcar.
LadyStarscream:
Well I won't say your fic didn't give me a bit of inspiration… hope you don't mind. Hehehe. /laughs nervously/ please don't sue me. I'll do anything you want… sorry if I didn't review your story but you'd practically finished by the time I read it… hehehe, sorry… it was really good… /grovels/
And thanks for pointing out my mistake in Left Behind. That's the last time I upload more than one doc at a time and don't check it first, I've sorted it out now…
DD: Moron
Yeah, I know. /sigh/
AngeGardenvoir:
Thankies for the review! Here's your update, tell me how the whole insanity thing goes, I've always wanted to give it a try…
Sapphire225:
If you've died of laughter does that mean you're not gonna update Screamarella? And am I gonna get done for manslaughter?
Hey, you know what? You can't spell 'manslaughter' without 'man's laughter'.
DD: Why did she want to know that?
I dunno, it's just something Max said to me one day.
Thatredcar:
Mwahahahaha, the water gun of doom! Be afraid! Be very afraid! next I will set Prime on someone and make them die of boredom mwahaha! Enjoy.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Tfs (Oh no! A normal disclaimer! The ducks have got me!)
They Finally Realize…
The Autobots and Decepticons looked at each other in bemusement. They weren't exactly sure what had occurred after the strange human-like thing had appeared, except from the fact that they were now a lot smaller than they should have been and, sure as hell was filled with lava and brimstone, didn't look like their formers selves.
Jet Fire mentally went over the past five minutes in his processor, trying to find a solution to what had happened.
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The Autobots and Decepticons stood facing each other, weapons drawn, waiting for the other side to do something. They had been in that position for almost an hour.
Finally Jet Fire spoke up.
"What have you done with Optimus, Megatron?" he demanded.
"That's strange," the Con leader growled, "I was just about to ask you the same question."
There was a loud pop, like someone had stuck a pin in a balloon, and a puff of pink smoke appeared in front of them. When the smoke cleared they could see a small human-like thing hanging in the air. On its back there were two small wings that were fluttering like crazy. It had blonde hair, appeared to be wearing a dress made from flower petals and was holding a little glittery stick thing with a star on the end. The dress was pink.
Since nobody had told them that this was not normal they assumed that things like this happened to humans every day.
"Um… what's your name?" Jet Fire asked uncertainly.
Whatever it was giggled, "I'm The Good Fairy, I just finished sending Cinderella to the grand ball and giving her that fairytale ending and now I'm here to see all of you!"
"Right…" Hot Shot said backing away slightly.
"I don't have to listen to this rubbish," Starscream snarled. He transformed and flew off towards the open skies.
A blue bubble appeared around the TFs and Starscream smashed into it. Dizzily he fell in a nosedive and the ground next to Megatron.
"'S hard," he murmured in surprise.
"You can't leave yet!" The Good Fairy protested, "See I'm here to help you to sort out your differences, and I brought some friends along too!"
She waved the stick-thing and two small blobby things appeared beside Jet Fire's feet. One was green, the other was blue.
"Now I know you were all wondering what happened to Optimus Prime, so I decided to bring him with me!"
The Autobots and Decepticons stared at the splodges in disbelief.
"You turned Prime into a pair of blobby things?" Thundercracker frowned.
The Good Fairy looked shocked.
"Oh no!" she exclaimed, "That wouldn't be right at all, not to mention impossible!"
The Autobots visibly sagged in relief.
"Oh no," The Good Fairy continued, "Optimus Prime's the blue one."
There were several loud clangs as more than one Autobot fell over at the shock. Prowl, who had long ago shorted out from the illogic of it all, was lying down, blissfully unaware of the proceedings.
Jet Fire gingerly bent down and picked up the two blobs.
"Optimus sir?" he asked hoping it was all just a joke.
"The first person to laugh will spend the next week in the brig." The blue blob said, folding what presumably were its arms.
"Anyway," TGF (The Good Fairy) breezed, "Can't you all just sort out your differences and live in peace?"
Everyone stared at her, including the blue blobby Optimus and as one gave her the answer: "NO!"
"Oh, well then," TGF said grumpily, "I'll just have to turn you all into Goons."
"Now just you wait a minute–" all the TFs began.
TGF ignored them and waved the glitter stick thing. Once she had finished she gave a satisfied nod and disappeared in a puff of green smoke.
The Autobots and Decepticons looked at each other in bemusement. They weren't exactly sure what had occurred after the strange human-like thing had appeared, except from the fact that they were now a lot smaller than they should have been and, sure as hell was filled with lava and brimstone, didn't look like their formers selves.
Jet Fire mentally went over the past five minutes in his processor, trying to find a solution to what had happened. The various coloured blobs milled around, waiting for their leaders to do something.
"Wait everyone, I have an idea," Optimus declared.
"Well let's hear it Prime," Megatron hissed. He was currently a purple blob and was not enjoying it at all.
The Autobots and Decepticons gathered together to discuss plans.
"Oh Good Fairy!" the former TFs called in unison.
There was a loud pop and, like someone had stuck a pin in a balloon, and a puff of pink smoke appeared in front of them.
When the smoke cleared they could see a small human-like thing hanging in the air. On its back there were two small wings that were fluttering like crazy. It had blonde hair, appeared to be wearing a dress made from flower petals and was holding a little glittery stick thing with a star on the end. The dress was pink.
Since nobody had told them that this was not normal they assumed that things like this happened to humans every day. But no more. Never again. Nuh uh. No sir-ree.
"Well? What is it?" she asked, slightly annoyed, "I'm in the middle of helping Dorothy to save the magical Land of Oz."
The blob Optimus squelched forward and looked up at her.
"We just wanted to thank you for turning us into Goons," he said smoothly, "It's much better than being Transformers and a lot more fun."
All the blobs nodded in agreement.
"What?" TGF shouted, "It's your punishment! You're not supposed to enjoy it! That's it! I'm turning you back!"
There was a loud pop and the TFs found themselves TFs again.
"Now I hope you feel sorry!" TGF yelled.
Optimus and Megatron exchanged looks. A mere ten seconds later TGF was hit by twenty blasts from various hands guns, rifles and, in one particular leader's case, a fusion cannon. She exploded.
The leaders made sure she was well and truly gone then eyed each other up. The orders came at the same time;
"Autobots attack!"
"Decepticons attack!"
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Little Bunny Foo Foo hopped away from the huge robots. He was pretty sure that he should have said thank you but decided not to, partially because you could never be too sure with giant robots but mostly because they had started fighting and he had no wish of being thinly laminated to the floor. He could feel the fields calling him anyway, the mice had been just too happy while he was away.
He hopped out onto a hard surface and began to cross the strange black ground. He was concentrating so hard on his goal that he failed to notice the car until it was too late.
The black jeep drove away (its driver completely unaware of the small splat of hair and other un-nameable parts laminated thinly to the road) where it was hit by a stray shot from a very large gun belonging to a very large robot (whose name was Hot Shot who in turn was knocked out by another robot called Thundercracker who was in turn captured by more robots and put in a jail cell in the Autobot base, the robots in question were soon to get their come-uppance from a certain writer by the name of Red-Eyes who was immune to karma and things like that because she was the all-powerful author and was going to torture them all for being plonkers by writing stories in which they did stupid stuff and posting them on the internet for other people to read about. Anyway… back to the car:) and was vaporized instantly. In a way, justice had been served and some innocent mice had been saved.
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And the morals of this story are: The Good Fairy is a moron and what goes around comes around (except in the case of me).
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RE: Well hope you all enjoyed. I've changed my mind about what I said
earlier; I won't update unless I get at least one review for each story.
/looks out of window, sees duck, looks around wildly/ Run Flopsy, run!
The ducks are coming. /points to readers/ You'd better escape too… while
you still can/runs away with Flopsy/ Don't forget to review or face the
wrath of my water gun of doom! Red-Eyes out!
DD/appears from nowhere with a toy duck on a stick/ Hehehe.