Soon after the lights dimmed from the last battle, Aria-3 danced back on stage, wearing a warming smile, she waited a few seconds for a spot light to capture her before clearing her throat, a notion that did nothing for a Transformer, but she picked it up from the humans.
"We'll, it seems like we got ourselves a tie, two for Jazz, two for Soundwave, now. Before I can move onto the next battle, I need a tie breaker."
Her optics roamed around the crowed, once again landing on yours.
"Well, speaking of Jazz, the mechs got a song he wishes to preform, about a certain... 'Bot I think you all know who that is, come on out Jazz!"
Said mech came bouncing from behind the purple velvet curtain, shaking his servos and cracking them for show.
"Ah do, ah do, 'nd that mech is in the audience, aren't ya Prowl?"
All bodies turned to look behind them, a single black and white tactician straining himself up before putting a servo to his face and scrubbing it.
"You are difficult." Prowl stated with defeat. "You know it baby!" Jazz retorted, grinning deviously, everyone turned back around in there seats, taking the unknown pressure away from Prowl.
"Ya're gonna be up here soon enough, yeah?" There was a groan accompanied by a few snickers from the audience.
"Right." Aria said, clapping her servos together. "If we have no further-"
"Wait!" Came an angered voice from backstage as none other then Megatron stormed from behind the denim walls.
"No one voted for me?" He marched up to the center stage, his peeved off optics roaming the crowed.
"I voted for you!" A random voice shouted, Megatron smirked.
"I will spare your life when I take over this planet." With that, the disruption sauntered backstage, leaving the room in an akward silence.
"Well, ah guess tha's my Que.?" Jazz piped in, snatching the microphone from Arias hand.
"Yep." The black and red seeker said happily, making her way down the stares to her VIP Seat.
"Alright mechs, femmes, humans, this song here's dedicated ya the Prowler ova there all hidin' from everyone."
The lights dimmed, slow, stead music played for about two seconds, in which Jazz smirked, on que, the beat got heavier, faster, raising the microphone to his mouth, visor flashing, Jazz began.
"See ya walkin' round the base with ya door-wings held high,
Makes me want to jump ya, make ya scream up towards the sky.
Please baby, stop tauntin' me with the swinging of ya hips.
If ya want it, stop teasin' gonna make me beg for it?
And if ya like it like that, here's me gettin' on my knees.
Hands behind my back with my optics set atease.
Take me here, take me there, anywhere, I don't care.
Jus' spike me, 'cause I'm feelin' empty, no need ta play fair.
[pre]
Take off ya armor, lemmie see ya protofroooom~
Get down on ya knees, let ya plaitin' scrape the flooooor~
[chorus]
Drop it drop it down mech,
Drop it down mech,
Drop it drop it down mech,
Drop it down mech.
Ya got me thirsty...
Got me wet.
Got me workin'
Placin' bets.
So get ta twerkin',
Show dat aft.
Unhook ya armor,
Dirty dance.
Take it take it off mech
Take it off mech
Take it take it off mech
Take it it off mech.
Don' let them flyers make ya frown with their sleek nd' slender forms.
they'll see ya gettin' down nd their jaws will hit the floor, screamin' 'more!' 'encore!'
Get on tha' pole mech, lets see how ya do, with the camera on and it's pointed right at YOU!
We could make a movie staring you at ya best,
We would make a million dollars by just showin' off ya plans!
Ya swingin' ya body like a professionalist, ah'm set in bliss from the first kiss, can't miss.
ya had me meltin' when tha first song came on,
Now I'm drunk, jus' sittin' here watching ya get it on.
Ya had me lost in thought when ya first dropped to tha ground.
An' when ya bit ya lip ya had my 'sessor spinin' round.
And when ya drinkin' too I was drownin' in ya hands.
Now Ah don' think I can even stand.
[pre]
Take off ya armor, lemmie see ya protofroooom~
Get on ya knees, let ya plaiting scrape across the flooooor~
[chorus]
Drop it drop it down mech,
Drop it down mech,
Drop it drop it down mech,
Drop it down mech.
Ya got me thirsty...
Got me wet.
Got me workin'
Placin' bets.
So get ta twerkin',
Show dat aft.
Unhook ya armor,
Dirty dance.
Take it take it off mech
Take it off mech
Take it take it off mech
Take it it off mech.
There's Gatta be poison in those digits o' yours.
Cause I can' stop myself from comin' back for more.
An' when ya bouncin on mah spike, ya port dripin' fluids.
It's hard to stop the overload when ya makin' all them noises,
Ah'm a cruiser lover, ah'm also a crazy mother fucker, I could make ya suffer, but ah'm better then that.
Come here mech, I ain't wanna chat,
I wanna get to scratchin' that metal o' yours.
In the berth, in the hallway, outside or right here against the door.
It ain't hard ya see tha' I'm Fallin' hard,
Ah can' get back up, so jus keep it on.
Ah can' stand the thought o' another in ya arms.
So turn around mech, an' show me tha' ah'm yours.
pre]
Take off ya armor, lemmie see ya protofroooom~
Get on ya knees, let ya plaiting scrape across the flooooor~
[chorus]
Drop it drop it down mech,
Drop it down mech,
Drop it drop it down mech,
Drop it down mech.
Ya got me thirsty...
got me wet.
got me workin'
Placin' bets.
So get ta twerkin',
show dat aft.
Unhook ya armor,
dirty dance.
Take it take it off mech
Take it off mech
Take it take it off mech
Take it it off mech.
Take it take it off mech
Take it off mech,
Won't ya.
Drop it drop it down mech
Take it off mech
Take it take it off mech
Drop it Down mech. (Echo) Mech... Mech... Mech."
The crowed erupted into cheers, Jazz did a few pride-full Bows, blowing kisses to the audience. Prowl, who had sunken down in his seat, scratched at the back of his head. Aria slid back onto stage, giving the mech a high five.
"Now how was that for a little between battles? Alright, before we close again, remember, we have a tie, between this mech." Aria pointed dramatically at Jazz who put a servo to his spark and acted surprised. She then pointed at the curtain.
"And a certain quite mech who dosent want to show his face right now, the choice is yours, VOTE UP! Oh, as always, anyone YOU personally-"
Her optics landed on yours.
"You want to see rap, Review it! We already got Prowl on the list."
There was a loud, out-of-place sigh that ended with a growl, Aria giggled, waving the mech off.
"For now, Peace out trans-fans!"