The Diego Diaries: Anti Climax (dd7 108)
NOTE: I've been freaked out the last two days because they finally cut down 25 of my trees from around my house. I maintained a natural forest inside my yard and backyard fence for 42 years. It made things glorious especially at night in winter when the moonlight would break through the trees and make the snow sparkle. But bark beetles killed them and they had to come down. My backyard looks like it was nuked. It surprised me how traumatizing this was. But the only thing constant in the universe is change. Hugs to all and here we go…
=0=Onward
A prison ship had landed and from it walked Gee-Gee, Magnus, Roadie, her 'A-Team' mechs and her kick ass Security Commander, Winnie of Candless. She was tallish for a femme, lean and bore tattoos that rivaled some of the guard mechs for experience. They walked to the group, then halted by Prowl and Prime.
"So who I get?" Gee-Gee asked with a grin.
"All of them," Prowl said. "Ratchet … what's the word on Delbert there."
Ratchet snickered as he remembered the joke about a hapless schmoo they all knew who was the definition of dumb and clueless. 'Don't be a Delbert' was now a catch phrase amongst the leadership. "Well, you can take 'One Hand McCandless' with you. I just put his servo into a cast to hold the rest of it together." Ratchet turned to Sun and tossed him something.
Sun caught it, then laughed. "Thanks, Ratchet. I think I'll make an embellishment out of these."
"What is it?" Prowl asked with narrowed optics.
"Ebio's digits," Ratchet said with a dazzling smile.
The Willies hit the entire group hard.
HARD.
Sun who laughed subbed them. "Thanks. Nothing like a trophy of our epic encounter."
"FRAG YOU, SUN!" Cassio said almost in spite of himself.
"I would but I have all the trophies I need for now, Cassio," Sun said as the entire group laughed and groaned.
"I'll call a stretcher for that slagger,' Gee-Gee said as she scanned the group. "You, Cassio Imperialis can come with Winnie here. If you want to keep your body parts be nice to her. Win? You can post hole him if he isn't."
Winnie who glanced at Gee-Gee then Casio grinned, a brilliant look for her though it was minus all manner of mirth. "On it, G." She walked to him, then cuffed him so fast that the others stepped back, all but Rocco.
He grinned. "You got a bond, femme? I like how you did that."
Winnie chuckled. "I do. She doesn't do threesomes."
"She could learn," he said as he waggled his optical ridges. Huge laughter greeted that as he turned to his group which numbered several hundred now as others walked out of their hidey-holes to join the group. "Call everyone here and tell them to come unarmed. Tell them football awaits."
Joon-O grinned, then did. When he did the place seemed to bubble with mechs coming out of the woodwork and dropping weapons as they did. They converged on the Autobots surrounding them. It was disturbing for a moment until they remembered their shuttles with big guns nearby.
A huge mech glanced at Rocco. "Football?"
He nodded. "Right, Prime?"
"Right," Prime said with a slight grin. "We are beginning shortly on our new year with teams on Cybertron and our colony world. I, myself will be on a team."
Prowl frowned yet again at that news.
They stared at Prime, each other, then Prime. "Okay. Who do we kill to get there?" -the boys.
A couple of grrlz.
All of them.
Hardie who was standing nearby laughed loudly, then pulled Halo out of his hold. "This is the funniest mission I ever went on."
"You can thank the slaggers," Rocco said as he nodded to Cassio and Ebio. "If they were REAL soldiers this might be different though … football is football."
HUGE laughter greeted that as the 'Cons lined up in rows that disappeared from view to surrender formally.
Prime stared at them, then Prowl who'd magically purloined Halo, then back to the Decepticons. "You are Decepticons, right?" he asked.
"Were." The dumb kid grinned. "Were Decepticons, right?" he asked Rocco.
Rocco grinned at the kid. "Sure."
Everyone laughed loudly, then Magnus stepped forward. He glanced at Hardie with amazement. "You brought a baby to a shoot out?"
"Ironhide did," Hardie said with a grin. "I merely liberated her from her irresponsible atar."
Everyone looked at Ironhide including a bemused Ratchet who stood nearby with crossed arms and a tapping ped.
He blinked. "I knew it'd be alright."
"NO YOU DIDN'T!" -everyone including the 'Cons
"Fraggers." Ironhide grinned. "I, IRONHIDE PROVIDE EXPERIENCES FOR MY KIDS!"
"YOU, IRONHIDE ARE AN IDIOT!" Ratchet replied before he leaped on Ironhide to hug him. Ratchet turned to the 'Cons. "If you slaggers have a wit, if you have the slightest love for Cybertron, you'll act like you should from here on out. Life is good and we won't let you out of your cages until we can trust you."
"Okay." -the boys and grrlz
Prime chuckled in spite of himself. "They are all yours, Warden."
They came to attention, the 'Cons, then a snickering Gee-Gee began to march them to the prison ship. They went in smart lines with a lot of smart aft remarks before they were all aboard including the Imperialis brothers.
The Autobots watching stared at them, each other, Ironhide who took a step back as they smirked at him, then Prime.
"What now, Messiah of the People?" Ratchet asked with a smirk.
"Roll out?" Prime asked with a smile.
"BWAHAHAHAHA! SURE!" -the Autobots
The shuttle teams went through the area pulling things and blowing up everything else. There would be nothing on two worlds to show that anyone had ever been here that didn't come to a bad end. It would be instructive.
When that was accomplished, the shuttles lifted off and went back to the armada which was waiting nearby. On the bridge shortly later the senior teams were watching as Halo showed them a little dance that her atar had taught her. She was amazingly cute with her sparkling 'hair' and tiny Ironhide smile. She spun to a stop, then looked up at everyone. "ATAR! I DOED DIS! I SHE!?" she asked in her biggest but still small voice.
Everyone who watched her in amazed silence broke into applause across the deck while Ironhide had a moment.
Ratchet grinned, then handed her a cookie. Picking her up, she sat Halo on Prime's lap. "Take care of her. Ironhide can't be trusted."
"Frag that," Ironhide said with a grin. "I, IRONHIDE CAN BE TRUSTED!"
"No."
"Not really, little mech."
"HA!"
"Tell me another fib, little mech and you get no cookies today."
Ironhide stared at his all elders a moment, then grinned. "To think I actually missed you."
HUGE laughter, hugs and noogies greeted that remark as his family gave him their unqualified disdain. He was buried in seconds.
Halo watched the show with her cookie in servos, then glanced up at Optimus. "Otis?"
"What, Halo?"
"Atar doin'? Why dis? Goin' to shes?" she asked.
"Your atar is a doofus," Prime said with a grin.
She stared at him, then grinned. Staring at Ironhide who was in a headlock with Sun who was giving him noogies on his helm, she grinned. "Atar doin'."
Prime snickered. "He is."
She grinned, then bit into her cookie. All was right with her world.
It would take a moment longer for Ironhide to say the same thing.
=0=Prison shippers stanning on board
They were placed in cells after giving their details. Most of them were regular army from the old days, a few young wild afts, some criminals, a substance abuser or two and a bunch of those who wanted a life with guarantees of food and shelter but didn't count on Megatron being such a bitch.
They were a mixed bag with great prospects.
Ebio was in the medical cell on the third level while Cassio was in a special detention cell on the second. He sat with intense outrage and humiliation. He was too mean and entitled to feel fear but he did feel a burning raging desire for revenge. It would keep him company on the way back.
Meanwhile, down in steerage …
"So we heard that there's football and basketball. What else is there?" Rocco asked as he stood by the bars with the simpleton youngling mech and a bunch of others. The entire deck was open to see everything that was held in pens that filled the length of it. Everyone was standing by the bars watching the screws as Winnie set up their transport.
"Cheesecake," Winnie said as she programmed their detention.
"What the frag is cheesecake?" -the boys
"Nectar of the Pantheon," Winnie said. "So is the food, the housing, the clubs and nightlife. You get to choose what you want to do, learn it if you don't know it, go to see and do things … there's the races … Blurr and the boys are there along with half of Velocitron, rugby-"
"Rugs. What's rugby?" the dull kid asked. "I don't think I care about rugs. What about you, Rocco?"
Rocco grinned at the kid, then looked at Winnie. "Yeah. What about rugs?" he asked with a snicker.
Winnie grinned in spite of herself. "Rugby. It's a game. Like football only more slamming."
It was silent a moment.
"Frag." -the boys and all the grrlz
"I think I like rugs, Rocco," Dim Bulb aka Siphon said with a big grin.
"Me, too." -the boys and the grrlz
"So you're telling me that I can get a job that isn't slag, go to a good home when its done, eat good food, go to the races and see Blurr, do slag and not go to jail? I suppose the jobs pay a lot then," Rocco said.
"They don't pay a thin shanix. We're cashless. You work, you get. You don't, you get slagged. You slaggers are going to be herded until you prove yourself by the Former Decepticon Association," Winnie said as she turned to them.
"Who's that?" Gee-M asked as he stood beside Joon-O. Apparently, their domestic bliss was restored.
"Scar, Rampage, Nitro and Revo for some of them," Winnie said. "They mentor you, help you adjust and if you frag up they take you to the desert and you run a gauntlet."
Silence.
"Frag." -the boys and grrlz
"So … where do I sign? Who do I kill? What do I steal? Deface? Frag up?" Rocco said with a grin.
"Nothing. Prove trustworthy and you can live in a city landscape that has last time I heard nearly 85,000,000 bots living there. Frag up and you go to prison with the rest of the losers," Winnie said. "It's in your servos." She touched a button on the console as the ship began to lift up. "Watch this. All the n00bs have to when we bag them."
They turned to the screens that were placed where everyone inside could watch them. Winnie walked to the forward station for security as the room darkened and a narrative began.
"Greetings, slaggers. My name is Rampage and I'm here to tell you about how you can live the life you could only dream of or you can continue to be stupid ..."
A half joor later …
It was quiet on the ship, then someone spoke. "Hey. Look out the window."
Everyone looked out their windows, then half saw what he saw. Floating in space nearby having a jolly old conversation that no one could hear, three Supreme mechanisms could be seen.
Among other giant things.
It was instantly clear that Prime had stuff.
"Whoa, Rocco. Who are them?" Siphon said as he stared at the big mechanisms, the ships both battle and shuttle and a swarm of Seekers helping, waiting to go or goofing around outside. "That's a lot of big stuff out there."
Rocco nodded. "It is. That's … let me see a moment," he said dialing up his optics. "The one on the right is Beta Supreme, the middle one is Omega himself and the other one … frag … that's Xantium Supreme."
A murmur went through the vast room as everyone strained on one side to see while the others watched clearly and with dread.
"I never saw them before," Siphon said. "They never came to our place. I never saw them like this before in root mode."
"They do that when the fighting is really intense and they want to grab something. I guess they came to stomp our afts good. Thanks again, Cassio and Ebio for being fraggers," Gee-M said.
"Frag," Joon-O said. "But you saw the titans in the video. They must have twenty or thirty titans on world where the colony is and they said they have about 3,000 on Cybertron. Do you believe that?" he asked Rocco.
"I wouldn't if I hadn't seen them," Rocco replied as the three laughed at something only they could hear. He turned around to look down the way. "Hey! Screw! What's the number of titans on world?"
"I stopped counting at 25," Winnie said as she lounged at the desk. "My name isn't screw. Where did you get that word?"
"From that show stuff at Broken Hole. There was a cop movie and everyone called the guards 'screw'," Siphon said. "I like that stuff."
"Good thing," Winnie said with a grin as she made a note that one of the prisoners was not very bright. "The people that made those shows live on the next planet over from us."
"Really?" the kid said perking up. "That's great. I like Ricky Ricardo. I also like Coronation Street. What's a soap opera?" he asked as the ship began to pick up speed.
No one would be able to tell him as they disappeared into a bridge for Mars.
Nearby …
"Are we ready, Prowl?" Prime asked as he held a sleeping Halo in his huge arms.
"When the last shuttle returns to Phobos, then we're go," Prowl said. He grinned at Prime. "You look good holding her. We'll keep her."
"Frag that," Ironhide said as he sat fuming nearby.
His elders grinned at him, then Sun winked at Prime.
"I think that is a good idea," Prime said. "Make it so."
"Gotcha," Prowl said as he pulled an adoption file sheet up on the forward screen.
"WHAT THE FRAG!?" Ironhide said before he was buried under the tonnage of his elders.
=0=TBC 10-13-19 02-27-2021
Given that I feel a bit better today about slag happening, we should be back on track for one part a day until infinity freezes over. HUGS! Notes tomorrow instead. :D