A/N: XD this was fun to write. Anonymous BW FG was the first reviewer. She chose April 25. She got Host a T.V Show with Starscream! Whoo!
REVIEWS
Anonymous BW FG: XD The one I used was one that didn't have TF characters on it, but I had stuck in a prison with Sarah Palin. EWWW! XD
Bluebutterflywitch: XD I'm sure Sunny and I would come to an understanding eventually, but until then, we aren't allowed to see eachother, talk to eachother, or send messages to each other. XD
Starscream admired himself in the mirror. His armor glistened from the high powered industrial lights. Slag, was he sexy! Starscream turned to get a better view of his aft. A few humans walked behind him holding cue cards, and clipboards. Starscream ignored them like the rats they were. "Not bad." He mumbled as he checked out his aft. "Very nice."
"You think?" Starscream jumped.
"Pink isn't really my color, but they told me to wear it anyways."
Starscream frowned. Was this squishy talking to him?" Starscream turned his helm to face the girl. "Excuse me?"
The girl jumped as Starscream sent an intimidating glare in her direction. "You weren't talking to me, were you?"
"No."
"Oops." The girl looked down at the ground as she ran off.
Starscream snorted. "Weakling. Let's hope my new co-host isn't like that."
"Starscream. We're ready for you onset." One of the humans nodded for him to take his place.
This is what Starscream was reduced to. He was reduced to hosting a lame aft television show. Some kind of funny videos, or some scrap like that. He had recently gone through ten co-hosts, each one, lasted a shorter time than the last. Weaklings, all of them.
Starscream walked onto the set, and took his place on his huge chair. "Where's my co-host?"
"She's coming. Something about her sparkly shoes distracting her." The Stage manager glanced around to make sure everything was set up. "Alright. Let the people in." Humans crowded through the doors, taking their seats, and screaming about it actually being Starscream, not that he minded that last bit.
The human girl from before walked out onto stage. "Sorry!"
The Stage manager just shook his head. "It's alright. Hurry up and take your place. This is live, remember that. No pressure, but if you fail, our show is cancelled."
The Girl got a horrified look on her face. "Yeah, no pressure at all!" She began taking deep breathes. "Why did I decide to do this?"
"Who the frag cares? Just start already." The lights flashed on, and the cameraman started making the hand signals for Starscream to start. "Welcome. It's me, Starscream, the glamorous, amazing, intelligent, well I can go on forever."
The girl beside him smiled. "Hello! I'm the new Co-host. My name is Anonymous BW FG!"
"Not tedious to say at all." Starscream smirked.
"Well, it's Anon for short!"
"Yes, you are short aren't you?"
Anon frowned. "Maybe you're just to freaking tall. Abnormally tall, if you will."
Starscream glared. "The first clip if you please."
The cameraman signaled them off the air. Starscream glared down at the girl. "Let's get this straight. I'm the jerk. You just deal with what I say. If you don't I can just shoot you right here, and now."
Anon's eyes widened. "Right."
Starscream glared at the girl as she finished her story for the audience. Somehow, the tables had flipped. He was nothing more than a stage prop while this, this, INSECT, took his glory!
Anon happily waved to the cameras. "Well that's all the time for today. I hope you all enjoyed our show! I have to say, my favorite clip had to be Skywarp ramming into that building. Classic. Have a good night everybody!"
Starscream glared at the femme, as the cameras shut off and the audience shuffled out of the room. "Well, Little Anon, you did well. How about we go on a victory flight?"
Anon glanced around suspiciously. "I don-"
"Nonsense!" Starscream scooped the girl up and flew off with her in his cockpit.
Starscream smirked in the mirror at his reflection. "I am gorgeous."
"Where's Anon?"
Starscream smirked. "Some island in the middle of the Atlantic last time I checked." Starscream chuckled.
"God damn it, Starscream!" the stage manager threw his hat on the ground. "Can we bring in the next co-host please!"
