One-Shots #2

Cooking with Shockwave

Two cybertronian stood in front of a large kitchen counter with many ingredients for making an organic meal.

"Hello every organic and welcome to cooking with Shockwave. I am your host Shockwave, obviously and this is my assistant Blurr," Shockwave said without any kind of motivation in front of the camera.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Blurr bowed. He turned towards the large cybertronian and asked, "What shall we make today?"

Shockwave started, "According to the author-" Don't break it already. "… According to the notes," he made the correction, "We will make some steaks," he grabbed them and put it on the grill, after trying to grab the small steaks with his oversize digits, "We put them on the grill, add this stuff that I don't care because there is no logical reason to know about this and we cook them until they are ready."

"How do we know they are ready?" Blurr asked.

"We will smell it when they are ready," Shockwave replied.

A few hours later

Every cybertronian were outside as they watched the building where they made the cooking show burning up, while the rescue bots fought the fire.

"And this is what happens when you let cybertronian handle organic food. We do not know when it's ready. That should have been logical," Shockwave said, not hiding really well how it turned out.

"Stay tune for next week in Cooking With Shockwave," Blurr waved everyone good-bye as the camera stopped recording.

Shockwave added, "It won't happen again. We went way overboard with the budget."

Blurr asked, "By burning the establishment?"

"Exactly."


In Your Faceplate

Shockwave stood in the middle of a cybertronian baseball field, wearing a black baseball uniform with the purple symbol of the decepticon in the middle. He prepared to throw the ball at the hitter. He corrected his hat the best he could, with his antennas on the way.

The hitter was Blurr, wearing the blue uniform with the red symbol of the autobot on the middle of it.

"Hello every cybertronian. This is your commentator Rattrap. We are back from the commercial break and it seems like both the pitcher and hitter had a few cramps for standing still for the time of the break. This is the final pitch everyone. The scores are 3 to 3, Blurr is the only one who can score a point if he makes a homerun. There is currently three balls, two strikes and two outs. So, this is the autobots final chance to win this match."

Shockwave prepared to pitch, "You autobots lost!" before throwing the ball.

"I can't believe his throw. The ball is coming at the hitter at an incredible speed. The ball is spinning as it dropped faster than anticipated! Can Blurr hit it?"

Shockwave commented, "It would have been more logical to be a description rather than a dialogue."

"Blurr prepare to swing and hit the ball!" Rattrap yelled in excitement.

The ball spun on the bat for a few nano clicks before it was sent back. The ball never went in the air, but came strait in the faceplate of Shockwave. The cybertronian painfully yelled as the ball spun on his faceplate and used it.

Then Shockwave screamed as he was thrown backward with the ball still spinning on his face plate and pierced the wall of the stadium behind him, to disappear in the horizon.

No one said anything for many nano clicks.

"Is that a homerun?" Blurr asked before he started running.

No one was sure if Shockwave caught it or not, as he wouldn't be seen for a long time, until Starscream saw him stuck at the top of the highest Vos tower, with the ball in his glove.

Shockwave said one small sentence before falling into stasis, "Decepticons… won."


Loading

Shockwave and Blurr walked in a long corridor of an underground facility. Shockwave grabbed the shoulder plates of his companion and pulled him behind a wall.

"Shut. This is the boss room. Entering in there without thinking is going to offline us. That means that we will have to start the facility again," Shockwave warned him.

Blurr opened a holographic screen and replied, "Shockwave. We have been grinding for a while and we saved after grinding. We are a little over leveled for now. There is no problem."

Shockwave did the same, "You are logically right. Our stats are high and we are all full. Let's go fight the boss."

They walked in the long corridor and reached a door. They opened and entered in there.

Now loading…

It was a black background with the white silhouette of Blurr and Shockwave walking side by side.

Did you know that Shockwave is much bigger than Blurr? That means that you can use him as a shield to protect Blurr from damage.

The loading continued for a while. Eventually, Shockwave and Blurr grumbled in impatience.

"What's taking so long? It should have finished loading already!" Blurr yelled.

Shockwave sighed loudly, "The game bugged."

"So… we have to go through that underground facility again! There is worth an hour of puzzles and fight to reach the boss!" Blurr yelled.

Shockwave said, "I'm sorry dear readers, but you won't reach the end of this short. Let's move on to the last shots of this page."

"This sucks. It would have been an epic fight!" Blurr yelled in frustration.


Check-Up

Ratchet was a mech with white and red paint. He had a large chestplate despite his smaller size. He had a gray face and blue optics.

He observed Shockwave who had a big bump on the middle of his face plate. He looked at it closely and asked, "How did you had such a wound? You have lost a lot of oil inside your faceplate and you could have fried your circuitry! Why did you wait for so long to get treated?"

Shockwave didn't reply. When Ratchet grabbed his hatchet, the cybertronian replied, "I was stuck in a wall of the highest building of Vos city after I was hit by a ball struck by Blurr."

Ratchet gave him a suspicious gaze, before putting his servo on his faceplate, "That is one of the worst lie I ever heard. You are someone logical Shockwave. Saying such obvious lies doesn't work."

Shockwave sighed loudly when he replied, "But it's the true. Ask Rattrap or Blurr. They will tell you the same thing!"

Ratchet grumbled in annoyance, "You could have say it was Lugnut. I would have believed you."

"Just read the short In Your Faceplate. It's in this page and you'll know what happened!" Shockwave almost begged.

Ratchet put Shockwave in stasis and grumbled, "You are losing your processor. I'll fix you soon enough," he snickered, "Blurr couldn't do it."


Blurr waved at the readers and said, "This is the end of this one-shots wound. We hope you are appreciating. Shockwave has to recover from his wounds. As for the short story, it's currently reaching 2000 words. It's pretty much 25% out of it."