AN: More G1 :D
Energon Confectionary
Prompt: Unusual Irregular Verbs
Characters: Wheeljack, Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Prowl, Ironhide, Red Alert
Universe: G1
Word Count: 498
Summary: Behold the genius of Wheeljack!
"Behold!"
The mechs currently taking part in the meeting stared at the device their engineer held up so proudly. Happy and sporadic blue lights came from the structures that framed Wheeljack's face, and yet none of the mechs present appeared to be very impressed. Ratchet scowled; Jazz blankly stared; Prowl twitched his kibble; and Optimus titled his head. "It is…um…what exactly is this, Wheeljack?"
"The greatest thing created since Energon! You see this opening right here? Energon is poured in here, and after you seal it off, the first compartment begins to heat up. Once the Energon has reached a certain thickness, it funnels down in to the next compartment where the molds are filled. Here, pass these around. I brought them just to show them off."
Jazz snatched up the first mold that was tossed at them, twirling it around in an attempt to figure out the shape it was meant to make. Red Alert, who had been suspiciously glaring at Wheeljack the whole time, picked up one of the molds and stared at it. "Why is one shaped like Optimus' head?"
"Don't," Ratchet answered, his voice as deadpanned as possible. He refused to even look at the molds that were shaped like Cassettes. "Wheeljack's random ideas aren't meant to be dwelt on. You'll go crazy trying to make sense of it."
"Thank you, Ratchet! Anyway, the mixture is cooled and allowed to sit for a full day, and then you get these wonderful treats." Ironhide frowned at the solid pink morsel that was shoved into his face, and he sent a quick, private message to Optimus not to consume the strange thing that Wheeljack was offering them. "The humans call them 'gummies.' They're amazing little things and could possibly save over half the amount of Energon we normally consume."
"Wheeljack…" Optimus trailed off as he gave the new Energon a thorough once over. "I am inclined to believe that you may be on to something. Are there any side-effects from having the Energon go through this process?"
"Absolutely, no-"
Ratchet suddenly cursed and vaulted out of his seat beside Prowl. He roughly slapped away the Energon gummy Jazz was about to munch on before leveling a nasty scowl at the confused engineer. "Wheeljack! How many times have I told you not to use the others as your test subjects? First Aid just called to tell me I have three Mini-Bots, two Aerialbots, and one idiotic twin in the med-bay with congealed Energon blocking their lines!"
"Umm…" Wheeljack turned to Optimus, who was politely throwing his gummy into the growing pile in the center of the table. "Prime, I would like another month before presenting my final findings."
"Perhaps we should move you to another project."
"Oooh! Can I make explosives again?"
Optimus shared a look with his Weapons Specialist, Second-in-Command, and Security Director while Jazz grinned at the excited mech. "I believe the majority of your fellow officers have agreed to lift the ban on explosives."
Winner Takes All
Prompt: Fun and Games
Characters: Autobot and Decepticon Cassettes Ensemble
Universe: G1
Word Count: 422
Summary: A little friendly competition among the Cassettes.
Rumble scowled in concentration as he crouched down. He could feel the ground beneath him tremble from the battle raging behind him, but he did well to ignore it. Having spent the majority of the war as a spy had taught him not to react to distractions. One wrong move, and it would be all over…
"For frag's sake—shoot already!"
The red Cassette felt his hand flinch, and his scowl shifted to anger when the shot went wide, laughably missing its intended target. Rumble swung around to glare at his blue twin and snarled, "You—look what you made me do!"
"You were taking too long!" Frenzy retaliated. Ravage shook his head and glanced around the rock they were all huddled behind. Laserbeak twittered from his perch on the feline's shoulder when said cat moved to stand up. "Battle's almost over, and you and nerd-jock over there practically took up the entire game."
Rumble huffed and turned to glare as the marble he had been aiming for went rolling out of circle the Cassettes had made in the dirt at the beginning of the battle. His fists clenched around the large sack of marbles he had managed to acquire through this game, and he nearly activated his pile drivers when Eject skipped over to grab the clear marble with the red swirl that he had been eyeing since this match started.
Rewind began congratulating his brother while Steeljaw gave a big yawn of boredom, and Ramhorn was waddling away. Eject checked his marble before casually dropping it into his mesh bag. Rumble glowered at the lack of care he saw in the other mech's movements. There was no respect in those actions—no respect at all! "That marble's mine next time, Auto-dork!"
Eject hummed, and a wide smirk spread across his face. Frenzy, Ravage, and Laserbeak were already sneaking back towards the dwindling action behind them, missing the taunting glint in the Autobot's visor. The Decepticon's own visor tracked the movement of the bag bouncing up and down in Eject's hand. "Yeah, well one of us is the current all-star and the other's a few games behind. Finals are next week—winner takes all tournament. Better bring your A-game!"
Rumble snarled at the teasing mech and hurried after his fellow Cassettes. He safely stashed his bag of marbles in his subspace before jumping into Soundwave's Cassette deck for the Decepticons' retreat. He was going to get that marble during the next fight. Even if it was the last thing he did!
I Didn't Do It!
Prompt: Convenience
Characters: Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Prowl, Jazz, Bumblebee, Mirage
Universe: G1
Word Count: 415
Summary: Because no one on the Ark really believes in Sideswipe's innocence.
"But Prowl! I swear we didn't do it!"
Sunstreaker grunted when his brother scrapped up against him and glared at the streak of pink paint he left behind. Prowl didn't appear to be very swayed by the formerly red twin's pleads as he stared them down. "You admitted to taking the paint from the supply closet and setting it up for a prank."
"Well…yeah! But we didn't set up a paint bomb in the med-bay! I'm not that stupid—you don't prank the Hatchet twice in the same week."
Prowl shook his head and allowed a fuming, now pink Ironhide to drag their two resident troublemakers out of the med-bay for further punishment. He glanced around the room splattered in paint, noting the mechs that had been caught in the blast and those that had ventured to this side of the base when they heard the commotion.
Ratchet stood in the center of the prank zone, frame trembling from repressed anger at having taken the brunt of the paint bomb. Even Prowl took a step back when the medic finally glanced towards the onlookers. "Everyone who isn't on the very brink of offlining get the frag out of my med-bay!"
Needless to say, the room was quickly vacated, and a majority of the crew took the extra precaution of clearing the area altogether. Jazz, who had rushed to the med-bay with Prowl when they had heard the explosion, fell into step with Bumblebee and Mirage as the trio calmly headed towards the rec-room. "It's pretty surprisin' the Twins would be prankin' Ratch' again so soon after the last time. Thought they woulda learned from last time that aint a good idea."
Bumblebee gave his superior a bright smile while Mirage simply stared. "Yeah, kinda weird, but you know Sides. He likes to push his limits every once in a while."
Jazz nodded in agreement, but the suspicion in his optic band didn't fade away. "Hey, 'Raj. Ah thought you was gettin' a maintenance check taday."
"I was. Alas, it would seem that Ratchet may not be in the mood to perform maintenance checks for a while."
A navy optic band flashed between Bumblebee's continued innocent grin and Mirage's now blank golden optics. "What are the odds, huh?"
"Yes."
"Too bad the odds o' it happenin' again are slim. Like, say, another week from now when the officers gotta go through maintenance checks. Shame there."
Mirage's blank expression finally twitched with a smirk, and Bumblebee giggled.
