Some more suggestions I got that I wanted to do. This was one of my favorites. Next one might be tennis! By the way, my boss is a big hockey fan, so this one goes out to him and to Jenny77's sister.
Disclaimer: I don't own crap.
This time they couldn't use the lot. Unfortunately their part of America wasn't exactly made to accommodate Autobot-sized skating rinks. Although someone suggested the indoor training room was a good enough length to do the job. Which is why the temperature in the base was now a comfortable negative holy crap degrees and there was ice everywhere.
Sam and Michaela were sitting close to Jetfire and watching the makeshift hockey rink. And since the last game's success, there were even more people around to watch.
This time around, Sam decided he was ready. He had more than enough room in the pillow case to hold all of the new bets. Last time around Lennox and Epps had walked away with a small fortune and now Sam was sure the bets would be even higher.
The audience was spread out all over the somewhat disorganized items that had been pushed aside to make room for the rink. Michaela had was going around and selling coffee, hot chocolate and cookies to the freezing bystanders. Sam knew he'd always loved that girl as she handed him a peanut butter cookie.
This time the teams were a bit different. Mudflap and Skids had decided that these games were a little too dangerous for their own good. Most found it amazing that they had come to such a degree of intelligence.
So now it was Sideswipe and Sunstreaker and Bumblebee, who had come to call themselves Team Crash, against Optimus, Ratchet and a very psyched-up Ironhide. He hadn't forgotten about Sideswipe's retreat from paintball.
And, much to Ratchet's displeasure, Ironhide had somehow gotten a name for them as well, although not intentionally. Team Hellboy. Damn that gun of his. Sunstreaker and Ratchet were playing goalie for their teams while the others got ready for the fight of their lives; a hockey game.
Everyone knew this was going to be bad just by looking at Ironhide. No one knew when he had taken over, but most guessed it was after the last game. He had not appreciated Sideswipe's escape. And now he was out for blood…energon…whatever.
Optimus and Sideswipe came together at the middle of the 'rink' and shook hands. And then Jetfire tossed the puck in, which was really just a piece of scrap metal that had been crushed into puck form. Every bot for himself. And if the beginning of the game was any indication of what the rest would be like, they were all doomed. Jetfire set off a noise like a whistle to start the game and Ironhide jumped into action. Optimus took off with the puck after blocking Sideswipe and started down towards Sunstreaker's goal. Ironhide, on the other hand, had another goal in mind.
Optimus wasn't sure what happened until he looked back to see why the foul was called. Ironhide had begun to beat Sideswipe down with his hockey stick. And he still was even though Ratchet, Jolt, Skids, Mudflap, Arcee and Bumblebee were trying to pull him off. The weapons specialist was a bit like a pit bull at times; hold on and never let go. And now since Optimus had to turn over the puck to a now very shaky Sideswipe, Prime was severely annoyed. To prove it, he knocked Ironhide upside the head.
For a while they just seemed to be stealing it from each other until God decided to spice it up a little bit. By that I mean that Optimus tripped over the puck. Apparently the giant alien robots that could do anything weren't made for icy conditions. Who would've known? Optimus over calculated and accidently missed hitting the puck, stepped on it, and been sent flying forwards. Which means that he fell on top of Ironhide who had been in front of him. And Ironhide fell on top of Bumblebee who had been trying to stop Ironhide. Fat chance of that happening any day soon. And since Prime and Hide were out Sideswipe decided to take his chances and go for a goal. Which he got very lucky when Ratchet swung at him and not the puck.
Sunstreaker laughed at the sight of the three mechs laying on the ice but for him the joke was short lived. When Ratchet sent the puck flying back after Sideswipe made the goal it had made its way right towards Sunny's forehead. "Oh Primus, NO!" Sunstreaker started to run but he heard his twin from across the rink. "SUNSTREAKER IF YOU RUN AWAY I AM GOING TO SCRATCH THE HELL OUT OF YOUR PAINT JOB!" Sunstreaker, though very unwillingly, stood and let the puck hit him so that the goal was safe.
Throughout the first part of the game Sunstreaker had been taunting Ironhide and Optimus when they got close enough to try and make a goal. And Ironhide doesn't like to be taunted. Ever. And so he was going to do something about the bright yellow Lamborghini. Getting close he swung his stick way back, ignored the whistle of a high stick penalty, and let loose his ungodly strength on the poor innocent puck. This poor puck that never did anything to anybody was now shooting towards Sunstreaker.
Nobody moved when Sunstreaker fell backwards. Nobody moved when he started to get up. But EVERYBODY backed away from the mech when they saw what had happened to his chassis. There was now a very nice puck-sized dent in plain view. Sunsteaker, unlike the usual scream and run technique he'd perfected over the years, slowly raised his head and locked his optics on Ironhide. Nobody does this to my glorious self and continues to process.
In the end Sunstreaker and Bumblebee were the ones that helped Team Crash to victory. Sunstreaker incapacitated Ironhide when he had gotten to close once by smashing him over the head with his stick. "Sorry, Hide. I thought your head was the puck. Sure is as dense as the thing." Bumblebee was the one to score the winning goal. He swerved several times and had even dived through Optimus' legs to get the puck past Ratchet and into the net.
Sam cheered his bud on as Bee got a running start and then slide on his knees while playing the sports fan's favorite song to play when their team wins. We are the Champions by Queen. Michaela watched from her seat way up on top a heating pump that she had climbed up on top of when the other spectators had been trying to mug her for the last of her cookies. She made them and she was going to have one damn it all.
Okay, so if I'd continued with all the ideas that I had for this it would be a heck of a lot longer and I'm already tired so I thought I'd incorporate the others into the next one. And as for the team names I decided to name Optimus' team Hellboy since I named 'Hide's gun Big Baby. And team Crash is a reference to something that happened to me that involved a cop, a car crash, and actually wearing a hoodie the entire time that said Crash on the back of it. Its been my nickname ever since.