Disclaimer- Transformers (c) Hasbro
Warning- Crack! Lots and lots of crack!
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Sunstreaker sauntered up to the stage, and adjusted the mike, glowering at Megatron as he did so. "Next time, why don't you fix it before you get off the stage?" he muttered, earning a laugh from everyone in the room.
Megatron simply smiled. "Why would I want to make it easy for you?" he asked, leaning back in his seat, arms crossed over his chassis.
Sunstreaker gave Megatron one last glare before looking over at Sideswipe as he set up a second mike. "Are you ready yet?"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Sideswipe slid out of the booth, and climbed up on stage, giving Jazz a thumbs-up.
Jazz nodded and hit a button.
Well it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight
I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me
Oh
That shit makes me bat shit crazy
We've got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out
Jazz shook his head. "Figures they'd sing about getting wasted." he said under his breath.
We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight
Oh
We're screaming like demons, swinging from the ceiling
I got a fist full of fifties, tequila just hit me
Oh
We got no class, no taste, no shirt, and shit faced
We got it lined up, shot down, firing back straight crown
We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight
Oh
Ticking like a time bomb, drinking till the nights gone
Well get you hands off of this glass, last call my ass
Well no chain, no lock, and this train won't stop
We got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out
We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight
Oh
We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe replaced the mikes, and bowed, grinning. They leaped off the stage, and leaned against it. "What did you guys think?"
Prowl answered. "It did not surprise me in the least that you decided to sing about getting drunk. It is one of your favorite hobbies, after all."
"Aw, Prowl, we feel so loved." Sideswipe said, draping an arm over Prowl's shoulder.
"Get yer mitts off my mate!" Jazz called. "Only I can do that!"
Sideswipe grinned. "Aren't you two going next?" he asked, removing his arm before Jazz decided to do it for him.
Prowl gave Sideswipe a look. "What makes you think that I'm going to sing?"
Jazz grinned from his seat in the booth. "Cuz you love me!"
Prowl simply stared at Jazz. "You think I'm going to sing?"
"Yep. And if ya try and tell me you can't, I'll call ya a liar."
"Very well." Prowl sighed. "I'll sing with you."
"Yes!"
A/N- Next up, Jazzy and Prowl! I had fun writing this one. Don't ask me why, but I did. Might be because I'm fond of the Twins. Who knows. Anyway, read and review, and let me know what you think. Constructive criticisim is appreciated, but flames will be shoved up Screamer's tailpipe.