Disclaimer- Transformers (c) Hasbro.
Warning- Crack!
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Ratchet stood, and walked up to the stage, making pretty much everyone in the room blink. If there was one mech they didn't expect to sing, it was Ratchet.
Sideswipe stared at Ratchet for a moment, who stared back. "What?" he asked mildly. "Aren't I allowed to sing?"
"Yeah, you are, it's just -"
Ratchet's optics narrowed. "Just what?"
"Nothing!" Sideswipe bent over the controls, hitting the button to start the song.
"Much better." Ratchet muttered before turning to the mike.
I want a normal life
just like a new born child
I am a lover hater
I am an instigator
You are an oversight
Don't try to compromise
I'll learn to love to hate it
I am not integrated
Just call my name
You'll be okay
Your scream is burning through my veins
Sooner or later you're gonna hate it
Go ahead and throw your life away
Driving me under, leaving me out there
Go ahead and throw your life away
You're like an infantile
I knew it all the while
You sit and try to play me
Just like you see on tv
I am an oversight
Just like a parasite
Why am I so pathetic
I know you won't forget it
Sooner or later you're gonna hate it
Go ahead and throw my life away
Driving me under, leaving me out there
Go ahead and throw my life away
Sooner or later you're gonna hate it
Go ahead and throw our life away
Driving me under, leaving me out there
Go ahead and throw our life away
Throw our life away
Ooooo
Throw our life away
Wheeljack grinned up at Ratchet, who set the mike down to amazed silence with a small smile.
Jazz looked at everyone in the room. "Okay, be honest. Did anyone know he could sing? Seriously?"
Ratchet walked down the isle, the small smile still in place. He subspaced a wrench and clobbered Jazz across the helm, causing the spy to yelp. "I do like to sing, on occasion."
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A/N- Okay, I'm probably going to wrap this up next chapter, simply because if I keep going, there will be hundereds of these little songficlets. Anywho, what did you think?