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This story is a G1 version of my SOTM story with themes from it as well.

"Gestalte bond"

"Speaking"

'Thought'

5.

"What's a Sphinx?" Wildrider asked confused.

"She guarded the entrance of Thebes asking all-passer by's a riddle. Those who couldn't answer it were killed and devored." Rad explained. "It went on like that until Oedipus answered her riddle correctly."

"What does this mean then?" Drag Strip demanded.

"It means we can't leave until we answer her riddle." Rad explained.

"And since I can't eat either of you, because your made of metal," The Sphinx said, and her piercing blue eyes locked onto Rad,
"I'll just eat Pretty in there."

"Ask away then." Drag Strip said flippantly.

Rad glared at the yellow race car. "You bastard."

The Sphinx grinned once more. "There are two sisters; one gives birth to the other, and she, in turn, gives birth to the first."

"That's gross!" Wildrider exclaimed in disgust.

Rad slapped his forehead. "It's only metaphorical." he then glared at the Sphinx. "And what happened to the original riddle?"

She scoffed. "Please. Everyone knows the answer to that riddle, so I'm goin with diversity." her grin shapened. "And I'm sure you'll be very tasty, Pretty."

Rad shuddered as he looked over at the steering wheel. "Got anything?"

"Isn't she from Greece?" Drag Strip asked.

"Ethiopia actually." Rad said. "She was sent to Thebes." he blinked. "Wait, Greek."

"You got something?" Wildrider asked.

"I think so." Rad replied. he took a deep reassuring breath. "Well, if I'm gonna be killed, then I'm gonna be the one to bring it." he muttered. "The answer is Day and Night!"

Time seemed to slow as the Sphinx's face twisted in agry disbelief. The two Stunticons and one half-blood watched in disgusted fascination as the Sphins let out an angry screech before devoring herself.

"Ewww." The three of them chorused.

"Slag Rad, how's you know that was the answer?" Wildrider asked with some amazement.

"Well, in Greek, both words for day and night are feminine because of their corrusponding deities." Rad explained.

"Well maybe you did a good job." Drag Strip said in grudging approval. "Even if all you did was come up with the right answer at the right time."

Rad rolled his eyes. "It was after all my life on the line not yours. The desert is just up ahead, how about a race to see who gets there first?"

"A race? Now you're talking White!" Drag Strip said and was already gone.

"After him Wildrider!" Rad encouraged.

"Won't you get your half digested goo all over my seat?" Wildrider asked.

Rad raised a brow. "No, I mean you can't be a worse driver than me. That's one of the reasons my mom won't let me have a learner's permit, or ever get my license."

"Really? Well why don't you show me?" Wildrider challenged.

Rad climbed into the driver's seat and slammed his foot down on the gas pedal, and tore off after Drag Strip.