So I don't play this sport a whole lot but I got a request for the 'bots to play soccer. It stuck out for me because I have a few memories from junior high when we'd go outside and play soccer. Several were funny.

Disclaimer: I don't own crap.

Back at the lot. Again. This was getting rather old. Except for the random beatings. Those were still entertaining. But Sam wasn't really giving a hoot anymore which team won. As predicted, he had made a killing at the last game. And, as he also had predicted, more people than ever had come to watch the games. And now that two more Autobots had landed, things would be even better. Even though one guy had a really strict attitude, he had a bone to pick with the twins. And the other mech wanted in on the fun. Yes, this would definitely make things much more interesting.

And so enter Prowl and Hot Shot.

After being filled in on the rules which would, if you think about it, be ignored the teams dispersed. Hot Shot joining Team Crash and Prowl joining Team Hellboy. Prowl hated their name. Hot Shot loved their name. Instant dislike. Perfect conditions for a friendly game of soccer.

Since Sam and Michaela were both busy with their latest plan to get rich quick, Lennox had somehow ended up with keeping score. Since this was their first game, Prowl and Hot Shot were at the middle of the 'field' and waiting for Arcee to whistle. When she did, just as was expected, things instantly got out of hand.

The ball dropped and Prowl, being faster, took possession of the ball.

Prowl started down the field and right away he dodged an attempted steal by Bee. But what Bee couldn't do it seemed a squirrel could. A little red squirrel rushed out into the middle of the lot after a stray acorn. Prowl stopped dead and squat down to look at the furry little organic. "Hello little mammal from the order of rodentia. Pleased to meet you." Sunstreaker, seeing that Prowl was distracted, rushed and stole the ball away from him. "Thanks nature boy! We'll be sure to mention your help after we win the game!"

Sunstreaker has for some reason never quite understood why he shouldn't taunt Prowl. But another person he needed to apply this lesson to was three yards and closing in on him. Ironhide, who had by now absolutely no regard for the rules humans were always putting on their games, blindsided Sunstreaker with a punch to the face. Sunstreaker immediately keeled over. Ironhide then proceeded to pick the ball up and carry it down to the goal that Sideswipe was guarding. Arcee quickly put an end to his would-be goal and while she was chewing him out on hurting another player, Jolt and Jetfire dragged Sunstreaker off the field by his feet since he was off-lined. Jolt took one for the team by joining up with Sunstreaker's team.

Ironhide, who was having a hissy-fit, glared at the unmoving Sunstreaker and then turned his attention to the one with the ball: Jolt. Arcee signaled for Jolt to take the ball in and just barely got out of the way of Prowl's leg swipe.

Epps had been working the clock (meaning his wristwatch/stopwatch) and was now counting down the last ten minutes of the game. Sam and Michaela had long ago stopped their business, which was selling videos of the past games that they had taken various recorded clips from the Autobots' memory banks. Sam and Michaela owed 10% of their profits to Glen for that bit of computer magic. They were as of now sitting on top of the still out-cold Sunstreaker and cheering on Team Crash. Gotta cheer for your guardian robot, right?

Team Crash calls a time out with only thirty seconds on the clock:

"Okay guys, we seriously need to think of something."

"Like what?"

"The ultimate distraction…"

"Where are we going to get two elephants humping?"

"….Bumblebee, no more human movies for you."

"Wait, I've got an idea."

Jolt whispered his plan to the others.

"That's brilliant."

Their win had been a fluke. That was it. Ironhide would never except it. Everything had been in Team Hellboy's favor. Until Bee took possession of the ball. He was the one that threw them through the loop. At first he had been heading towards Team Hellboy's goalie, Ratchet, was waiting for him. And then he turned on a dime and headed back towards his own goal. He kicked the ball straight towards Sideswipe. Sideswipe grinned and ran at the ball and when it was close enough he headbutted it back across the field. Right at a waiting and unguarded Bumblebee. Sam and Michaela cheered louder than ever when he smoothly into Ratchet's goal.

Ironhide and Prowl looked at each other and silently agreed.

They waited until everyone had quieted down from their celebrating. And that was when Sideswipe and Bumblebee noticed that Prowl and Ironhide were staring at them. They froze for a second and watched as the two opposing mechs approached. Then turned, transformed and hauled aft out of there.

So, what do you think? Good, bad or just plain dumb? Please tell me what you thought and any suggestions for other sports. - Mina