It was on the weekend and Cliffjumper was in his apartment room, sitting in his office chair and quietly working on this love note for his beloved Arcee.
"THIS WON'T MAKE SENSE!"
He yelled, leaning back in his chair and grabbed his soft red hair. He was frustrated at the letter he's writing. Cliffjumper wanted it to be perfect and flawless to every single touch.
"What doesn't make sense?"
A familiar voice spoke behind him. It was his roommate, smokescreen, peering over his shoulder and looked down at the letter with this curious cat face. Cliffjumper quickly covered it with anything nearby but accidently spilt his soda over it.
"AHHHHHH! IT'S RUINED!"
Smokescreen blinked and picked up the dripped wet letter.
"Who's this for? Hmm… 'Dear my beloved angelic Arce-!"
Before Smokescreen could finish the sentence, Cliff ripped out of his hands and turned his back.
"This is private stuff! Which means no touchy touchy! Besides that, how did you get in here without me knowing?!"
"Oh, I was in your closet modelling." He smiled cutely and innocently as he twirled a small hair bang of his.
"With my clothes?"
Cliffjumper asked, raising an eye brow.
"No! I stole Elita-1's school uniform… I was curious to how I'd look…"
Smokescreen admitted and chuckled like a mischievous child. As of response, Cliff sighed and pointed his index finger at his bedroom door.
"Get out me room!" He yelled.
"Aw…"
Cliff's roommate grabbed elita1's uniform and shuffled his way out. With that, Cliffjumper got out a new sheet of paper and number two pencil and thought very long and hard.
With just three minutes of pure silence, it had to be interrupted by Smokescreen blaring his music and actually singing and prancing around. It could be heard as Cliff groaned and rubbed the temples of his head.
"Wow! Fantastic baby! DANCE! I wanna dan dan dan dan dance, fantastic baby!"
As smokescreen sang and jumped, Cliffjumper slammed his head on his desk, annoyed by all the neighborhood town dogs howling like wild animals.
Suddenly, Smokescreen kicked out Cliff's bedroom door, wearing kitchen appliances for armor and wore a strainer for a helmet, banging two frying pans together.
"DANCE! I wanna dan dan dan dan dance! Wow, fantastic baby! BOOMSHAKALAKA! BOOMSHAKALAKA!"
And smokescreen, just had to sing more.
Primus, why do you have to be so cruel?
Author's note: "The song Smokescreen is singing is "Wow fantastic baby" by BIGBANG. Hope you enjoyed it!"