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Note : Suggested idea from TheFallenWriter. Heh, and I winged this one as I went so... Hope it went alright.
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(Sarah's POV)
I sat next to will, shuddering at the sight before me and mentally thanking God I thought to leave Annabelle in the care of Maggie. When the poor girl heard about what was going on tonight, and the special feature, she shuddered, paled, and thoroughly insisted she'd take Annie for me.
Right about now, I was questioning my own wisdom in coming to see this myself.
"Relax, you know it's not real." Will wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to him, laughing a little.
Slapping the back of my hand against his chest a little, I glared up mockingly. "Two and a half years ago, I 'knew' aliens weren't real, too." I then pointedly looked around us, smirking a little at the slight chuckle Optimus let out. "And look how wrong we all were."
Sam leaned against Will's other side with a raised eyebrow. "Will, didn't they tell you? Always expect the unexpected." He smirked a little.
Shooting Sam a look, Will glanced past me a little. I guess he was checking out Ironhide. I watched as my husband looked over quickly, before turning back to what was going on in front of us. Then he abruptly looked over again, a startled expression on his face.
Following his gaze, I saw Ironhide, who was watching with us. I was about to turn back, certain I'd missed whatever had caught Will's attention, when I realized I was staring right at what had caught his attention.
Ironhide's eyes were wide, and he shuddered occasionally. Looking up front, I watched as several rather large, rather thich slug-like creatures slithered about, and turned to find Ironhide looking down over his body, though trying to be subtle about it.
What's he...? Feeling a minor vibration, I startled a moment, slapping Will lightly when he laughed again, and kissing his cheek before pulling out my cell phone. Seeing Mikeala's name, I looked over and blinked at the almost eerie look on her face, before she turned back to the happenings before us. Flipping open my phone, I blinked again, and then had to cover my mouth to muffle my laughter.
Probably reminds him of a glitch mouse. Check out Sunny.
I'd heard all about the glitch mouse fiasco, with Ratchet, the harmless little toy he'd made, and Ironhide's rather startling reaction to it. I also, along with everyone else, spent days teasing him about it. I'd even gone as far as to get a few rats, which I was currently taking care of in my quarters. Five, in total.
Looking over towards Sunstreaker, I watched as the yellow Corvette shuddered as well, sneering at the image of the 'slug's and grimacing as one of them jumped into the mouth of one of the characters, slithering it's way down their throat.
"Fragging glitch-"
"Slag!" Ironhide's arm shot across my vision, and there was a resounding bang as he clipped Sunny on the back of the head. "Don't even go there!"
"Hey! My paint!" Sunstreaker raised a hand up and rubbed at the back of his head. "You better not have dented me, slagger!" He then turned and smirked. "Besides, by the looks of it, you already went there."
A low snarl was his answer, before another clang sounded, and both Ironhide and Sunstreaker grimaced. I watched as Optimus glared down at them and giggled when he smirked at me before settling back to watch the rest of the movie.
"Slagging glitch worms."
"Sunstreaker!" Ironhide hissed lowly, unable to fight back a shudder.
I raised an eyebrow. "Glitch worms?" Ironhide shuddered again, and I couldn't help but giggle. Don't get me wrong, I had a feeling this was going to be good, but watching him shudder at just the mention... "Hey wait, are those like glitch mice?"
"Worse."
"Sideswipe!"
Sides snickered and turned my way. "Imagine this... Glitch mice can be easily removed from a mech's armor once deactivated. A glitch worm on the other hand... It wraps around the wiring, constricting as it's power flow things and eventually stops. It might not offline a mech, but it sure as pit hurts!"
"Not to mention the way they wriggle and slither around." Jolt added, shuddering himself. "I've seen it."
Raising my other eyebrow, I glanced over to see Ironhide's eyes darting around, as if he were nervous, and smirked. "Really? Did they look like that?" I pointed to the screen.
"Not exactly." Ratchet now turned. "They are much paler in coloring, and although their bodies are covered with a thin layer of artificial skin, their internal makings are completely mechanic." He frowned. "It's difficult to explain in terms you'd understand."
"And we are trying to watch the movie." Mikeala popped in. "Why not make one for her to see, later?"
"NO!"
Everyone jumped and turned to find Ironhide glaring at them all, his cooling fans whirring loudly as he glared down at Mikeala before shooting Ratchet a warning look. The rest of the movie passed by uneventfully, but once it was over, I was a bit startled when Mikeala pulled me aside with an evil gleam to her eyes.
(Mikeala's Quarters)
"So... Ratchet told me about glitch worms before. I can't believe I almost forgot about it, too!" She was grinning away as she dug through boxes. "He told me about how Ironhide hated them even more than glitch mice because they could cause a lot more damage and were harder to remove." She threw aside a large white towel and kept digging. "He actually made a few, to show how they interacted and worked together."
I frowned behind her. "After the glitch mouse incident?"
Turning, she winked and smirked. "Ratchet had a ball with that! He still laughs about it."
"So he actually made glitch worms for you?" I got up from her bed, walked over and watched as she cheered and pulled something from the box. Seeing what it was, I couldn't help the tiny shriek that escaped me as I pulled back. "Are you fragging serious?!"
The worm was scarily alike the worms in Slither, in the length and width. The 'skin' was pale white, and when I actually touched it... What the hell was I thinking to touch it?? Anyways... It was strangely cold. The skin was slightly wrinkled, and when Mikeala pulled out a remote and hit a button, it began to glow softly.
What made me jump back with another shriek was the squeaks it let out as it wriggled in her grasp.
"Oh, ew!" I shouted, standing well away from the thing as she put it down and began digging more out. Suddenly, I got an idea, and felt a grin form. "You realize Ironhide's gonna be heading back to his quarters soon... Alone... In the middle of the night...right?" My grin broadened.
Her own formed, matching mine. "My point exactly. I've already filled the others in." She pointed behind her, towards the door. "The hall will be abandoned and dark. Sides made sure the lights wouldn't work, and Will's spoken to the other soldiers, keeping them away."
Reaching out, I hesitantly took the squirming....thing, pausing until it's movements didn't bother me so much anymore. Once I was used to it, I picked up two more and then headed out. I crossed the base carefully, ignoring the disturbed looks on the faces of the soldiers as Mikeala and I went past. Once we were set, I began placing the worms down and giggled darkly as the lights suddenly went out.
"Show time." Mikeala murmured quietly.
(Normal POV)
Ironhide frowned as he sent out a signal to turn the lights on. There was no response, and the hall remained dark. While he could still see clear enough, after that last particular movie... No.
Shaking his head, he glared at the dark hall and began walking down it slowly. I'm not afraid. It was just a movie. He insisted silently, stubbornly refusing to admit his optics were scanning every possible corner of the hall. The admittedly dark hall. Ok, so glitch worms are real, but... They died out with Cybertron, like the glitch mice. Still, he tried to get the lights to work, with no luck.
Fragging primitive wiring. Probably blew a... A fuse! His optics narrowed as he took a few more steps into the hall. Where is everyone, they couldn't have gone into recharge so early... Especially not after the last movie. That just didn't make sense. Especially not with how violently Sam was trembling.
Shaking his head again, he went to take another step when a sound caught his audio processors, causing him to hault.
Squeak.
Looking around, both of Ironhide's cannons came online as he took a step back, his optics scanning everything he possibly could. He took another slow step forward, his cannons whirring slightly.
Squeak.
Pausing again, he tried to place an image with the sound. With a slight jump, he felt his optics widen. No way... Frag! It's just a movie. He shook his head.
Squeak. Squeaaaak.
His optics widened and his spark clenched in dread. Slowly looking behind him, he squeaked, yes squeaked and jumped about a foot in the air, cursing violently as his head hit the ceiling and knocked some of the plaster down.
There had been a flash of light, but it disappeared again. Growling lowly, he began to stalk down the hall, certain it was one of the humans with a flashlight, playing a horrible joke on him. He allowed the whir of his cannons to do the talking as he stalked forward, only to freeze solid.
Squuueeakkk.
The flash repeated, only to disappear as another light flashed behind it. Upon closer inspection, it appeared the flashing light were in the forms of...
Ironhide felt something slither across his foot and look down.
(Cafeteria)
Mikeala ran across the room, partaking of a rather impressing spit take as a rather high pitched, feminine scream echoed down the hall. Several cannon blasts, screams and cries suddenly sounded, causing the other soldiers to either start laughing, or take off in concern.
Will looked over, the question clear on his face, and Sarah nodded.
"Ironhide."
Another shriek sounded, followed by his bellowing.
"GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT THE FRAG OFF ME!!!"
Exchanging a look, Sarah and Mikeala began laughing, even as Epps jumped out of his seat startled with the laughter, Sam tripped over his feet in startlement of the bellow, and Will spat his drink all over the table.
Within seconds, Ratchet had ducked into the room and was shooting Mikeala a somewhat dry look.
"You just had to do it, didn't you?"
She smiled sweetly before putting her drink down and taking off down the hall, the laughter of the rest of the room following her. Following her example, Sarah put her own drink down and pretended to think as she began side stepping towards the door.
"WHEN I FIND OUT-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!! GET IT OFF!"
"You know, I think I should check on Annabelle. See ya!" Turning, she dashed off, leaving Ratchet to deal with Ironhide, who came barreling down the hall.
"GET IT OFF! AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He was jumping around and spinning, slapping at himself insanely. "RATCHET! GET THESE PIT-SPAWNED THINGS OFF ME!"
It seemed humans and horror movies were a bad combination, if the image of worms slithering in and out of Ironhide's wires was any indication. Shuddering a little, Ratchet barely smothered a snicker, knowing the worms were harmless, and watching Ironhide shriek as one appeared out of his armor on his shoulder, only to disappear again.
Yeah, humans and horror movies were definitely a bad combination.
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Hope you like it.
R+R please.
Thank you.
Tenshi
