Hello again, my fellow Autobots/Predacons! I hope that none of you like Sentinel, because there's gonna be TONS of Sentinel bashing in this chapter!
Hound: HELL YEAH! BOOM TIME!
Wrong universe, Hound. This is G1, not Bayverse.
Hound: Oh. Can you give me directions, then?
Oh, sure. Just take the hallway to the left, turn at the second right, travel down until the third door to the left, which'll lead to a hallway that you have to follow until it splits to two different ways. Once there, you'll take the left one and keep going until the ninth door to the right. Then you'll be in the Bayverse.
Hound: Thanks, little man! *Walks out door that disappears after being closed*
Hehehe... yeah... anyways, there's gonna be lots of Sentinel bashing as I have already stated, but before the chapter begins, I just feel that I should tell you that I'm not very good with pranking, so it may not be the absolute best. P.S.: I'm actually using the Animated version of Sentinel. I mean, come on, who wouldn't want to bash up ol' Butt-Chin, am I right? Also, I know that version the best, and it's the easiest one to mess with.
So, on with the show!
Ember smiled evilly as she and the other femmes, along with Ark, were sitting in a room with no cameras for the higher-ups to see, courtesy of Luna. She just loved to prank people, especially Sentinel. And, when she learned that he was actually the Animated version of himself, she practically screamed at the top of her lungs from joy.
Everyone else was also excited, even Silver Claw. Well, everyone except for Ark was excited, at least. In fact, he seemed rather bored, and opted to just lay by Rose's stabilizers. Despite their efforts, they couldn't make him transform out of his dragon form, but they eventually just shrugged it off. According to what they knew, Predacons were sparked in their beast modes, so as to have an enhanced chance of survival, and seeing as how he still was a sparkling, he probably didn't even know how to transform just yet.
Moving on, Blacklight stood in front of the group, asking, "Well, any ideas?"
"Butt-Chin hates anything organic!" Silver yelled from her spot on her carrier's lap.
"That is true, but sadly, there is no organic life on Cybertron."
"We could always use holoforms." Sonic said, rubbing the spot behind Silver's right audio receptor.
"How're we gonna get a holoform of an organic crea-"
Rose was interrupted in her question when Ark opened his mouth, and a small squirrel appeared out of thin air.
Rose picked up the Predacon, and asked incredulously, "You can create holoforms?!"
The dragon nodded his head, opened his mouth again, and several more squirrels appeared out of thin air.
Ember smiled evilly once again, saying, "Oh, all of the possibilities..."
Ark made the holoforms disappear, and Sonic said, "Oh! If Ark leaves one on before sending the rest after Sentinel, I can make it look like it's talking to him, make him think he's going crazy!"
"I'll set up a bunch of traps!"
"I will make sure Ark doesn't strain himself with the holoforms. We don't know his limits, after all."
"I'm pretty sure no one in the security room likes Sentinel either, so I think they'll delete any footage."
"I actually think Luna, Arcee, Springer, and Bulkhead are on shift."
"Even better."
"Alright then," Rose stood up to start assigning tasks. "Ember, you'll set up a bunch of traps."
Ember had already run off before she even finished her sentence.
"Lightning, you make sure Ark stays online while he's making the holoforms."
The blue twin nodded her helm, her optics glowing with a dangerous light. She wasn't much of a prankster, more so being the one her sister drags along with her, but when she wanted to be, she could be quite the devil.
"Blacklight, you make sure that only Sentinel goes down the required pathway."
"Understood."
"Jade, you'll stay with Lightning and Ark, make sure no one catches you guys."
She nodded her helm, a small smile on her lips. She never really liked Sentinel, and this was her perfect opportunity to mess with him.
"Sonic, you'll make it sound like the squirrels are talking. Not just the first one, but all of them."
The communications officer gave her a small salute, a wide grin on her lips as well.
"Silver, you record everything so that we will always have the memory."
"Alright, Auntie Rose!"
"Okay, femmes, Operation Insanity is a go!"
Ember skipped into Wheeljack's lab, saying in a singsong voice, "Oh, Jaaaaaaackieeeeee!"
The white inventor looked up, and said, "Oh, hey! It's Ember, right? What brings you here?"
"Just wondering if I could take a few tools for a secret project of mine."
The fins on his head lit up in joy, and he said, "Certainly! It's always great to see when the younger ones show interest in science!"
"Thanks, Jackie!" Ember said, wandering around and grabbing random tools. Once she deemed that she had everything, she walked away, her servos full, and she yelled, "Thanks again! And I'll make sure that you don't get blamed for this!"
"No prob." Wheeljack replied, not really comprehending what she said for a few moments. "Wait a sec, what?"
Half a joor later, Ember walked away from her masterpiece, both servos on her hips. She looked at it for a few more astroseconds, before giving a wide grin to no one and pressing a button on it, which made it all disappear.
She turned, walking away as she brought a digit to her audio receptor. ::The trap is set. Ready whenever you guys are.::
::Understood. Operation Insanity is a go, femmes!:: Rose replied through the comm. link, which was followed by a series of cheers.
Ember smiled to herself, and went to hide herself before their victim arrived.
Sentinel sighed again, walking around with boredom being shown clearly across his faceplates. He had gotten a comm. message from some anonymous caller, telling him to come to some abandoned hallway. Bored and having nothing better to do, he came to the given coordinates. Suddenly, he felt something underneath his stabilizer, which made a distinct squish sound. Freezing, he became afraid of whatever it was he stepped in.
"Oh boy, you shouldn't have done that."
He instantly spun around, yelling "Who said that?! Show yourself!"
"Hey! Watch where you're walking, Butt-Chin!"
He looked down towards where the voice came from - and froze. Right next to his stabilizer, with a seemingly peeved look on its face, was a little brown squirrel with a large furry tail.
"O-organic! A-and it sp-spoke!"
"Yeah, that would be the cause of the stuff ya just stepped in. Makes ya go crazy for a bit, making you see and hear and feel things that aren't really there."
"You really expect me to believe a rodent?"
"Hey, have you ever heard of a talking squirrel on a planet made of freaking metal?"
"I-I don't know! You could be something Hound brought from that horrible mud ball they call a planet!"
"You know what? Forget it! I was gonna warn you, but now I'm not!"
"Warn me about what, rodent?"
The squirrel, however, just turned away and didn't say another word.
Sentinel, annoyed by this, lifted his foot and stepped on the squirrel. However, when he lifted his foot, there was nothing left. Not even a tuft of fur or a single stain of organic matter. Making a loud huffing noise, he turned back around and continued to walk down the hallway.
Suddenly, he felt something shoot his back, and he yelped. While it didn't hurt, it did surprise him. He spun around, but saw nothing there. While he was still searching, he felt the same thing shoot him again, this time in the arm. He spun around, but still he saw nothing. He then decided to look at his arm, and was frightened when he saw bright blue liquid dripping from it. While he thought it was energon seeping from his systems, it was actually just very bright blue paint set up by Ember. He got shot a few more times before he finally screamed like a little girl, running further down the hallway, random shots still hitting him every now and then.
Bumblebee tried to look past Blacklight, asking, "Why can't I go down there?"
"Classified."
The small yellow mech looked up at the femme, narrowing his blue optics at her. She, in response, looked back at him. He immediately flinched; she had a death glare that could rival Prowl.
Having gotten her desired reaction out of him, she went back to looking straight ahead, and the yellow mech gave up and just walked away.
Sentinel stopped after a few minutes. The shots had stopped, and the "energon" had stopped dripping. Sighing, he doubled over and put a servo to the wall, trying to control his intakes. He paused when he heard the sound of a bunch of little feet from the direction he just came running from. Standing up, he squinted and tried to see what it might have been.
For a few moments, there was only the sound of small scurrying feet, which slowly got louder and louder, until suddenly, hundreds upon hundreds of squirrels burst into view, all of them yelling some kind of nonsense.
Sentinel screamed louder than ever before, but was unable to run before the wave of squirrels ran him over. He continued to scream, trying to whack them off of him, but they just kept on coming, their little feet grabbing onto any perch they could find on his armor. Some of them even managed to get inside of said armor, and they continued to crawl around in it.
This continued on for another good few minutes, until Sentinel finally collapsed, sparks flying from his helm.
As soon as he collided with the ground, the squirrels vanished, and silence filled the hallway once again.
On the other side of the hallway, Blacklight smiled when she saw the other femmes walking towards her, all of them failing at trying to hold their laughter. "I take it that Sentinel got it well?"
"Marvelously. Just plain marvelously." Sonic replied, doing hardly any better than the others with her laughter.
"And I has it all on tape!" Silver exclaiming, giggling uncontrollably.
Blacklight's rare smile widened even further, and she said, "Well, I guess I'll see it with the rest of the Wreckers, then."
Rose nodded, Ark sitting right next to her stabilizers. And, with that, the group walked towards the rendezvous point they had set up with the Wreckers.
The Wreckers were laughing uncontrollably by the end of the video. While some of them were on duty in the security room when it happened, Ember had still disarmed the security cameras, just in case. So, as a result, none of the Wreckers had seen it and were just as amused as the others.
Bulkhead, wiping a tear of coolant away from his optic, had said between laughs, "I'd - I'd say that was Wrecker worthy! Woo, haven't had that good a laugh in stellar cycles!"
The other Wreckers nodded their agreement, and Springer stated after he got hold over his laughter, "Then it's unanimous! Congratulations, femmes and Predacon, you're all now official Wreckers!"
The group cheered, having mostly different reactions to the statement. The twins gave each other high fives, Silver cheered from Sonic's pack, Sonic and Jade had an awkward hug, and Rose patted Ark's head, saying, "Nice job, little guy."
The black Predacon sat up straighter, and there was what seemed to be a smug look on his faceplates, his dark green optics looking up at the femme Prime.
Silver then jumped out of the pack she was in, and walked over to the slightly larger Predacon sparkling. Then, to the surprise of Ark, she gave him a great big hug around the neck, saying, "You did good, Ark! Funny squirrels!"
Ark could only sit there, his optics darting from side to side.
Sonic chuckled lightly, then bent down and picked up the sparkling, saying, "C'mon, sweetspark. Give Ark some space."
Silver pouted, crossing her arms across her little chest, but she still nodded.
As the Wreckers' laughter died down, Luna said, "Now, as you already know, your rooms are already located next to mine, so there's no need to find space in the Wrecker area. Tomorrow, we'll have the traditional Wrecker welcoming ceremony we started a while back."
"It's really just us staying up all night, playing truth or dare and watching movies or playing video games." Bulkhead stated, smiling at Luna.
The femme Wrecker waved a servo at Bulkhead, saying, "Yeah, yeah, I was gonna tell them that." Turning back to the femmes, she said, "Anyways, it'll be at my quarters at the start of the first lunar cycle, so make sure that you're all there. Got it?"
The newest Wreckers nodded, wide smiles on their faces. Ember, putting an arm across Luna's shoulders, had said to the taller femme, "Just like old times, eh Luna?"
"Sure will be!"
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm gonna go power down for the cycle." Bulkhead remarked, stretching his limbs above his helm.
The others soon made their agreements, said their farewells, and went to their separate rooms. the femmes were practically bursting with joy, incapable of containing their excitement for the next day.
There you go! Also, sorry for the long wait, you guys! I just got writer's block for a while, and this story refused to be written for the longest time.
Moving on... WRECKER RADIOACTIVE LIKES MY STORY! YEEEEEEESSSSSSSS! *Ahem* Sorry about that, it's just that she was one of the authors that had really inspired me to write my story here on fanfiction, so the fact that she likes my story is amazing.
So... in the next chapter, we'll see the Wreckers playing a game of truth or dare. Obviously, most of them will be dares, for the reason of them being Wreckers. However, there will be a few truths, and you guys will get some more insight on the backstory of one of my characters! Well, the Cybertronian version at least. Can you guess who? You'll get a cookie if you guess right!
Ember: Stop making promises you can't keep!
Shut up, Ember! Why do you have to be so mean to me?!
Lightning: Because you won't let her break the fourth wall.
There will be absolutely NO breaking of the fourth wall at the hands - er, servos - of one of my characters!
Ember: TOO BAD!
*Sigh* I'm gonna stop before this escalates. Bye!
Til All Are One,
- Alpha