This is a short interlude that I am including now because I have to drive a truck somewhere and tonight's episode will be posted late. This is a 200 word challenge at archiveofourown dot org where the prompt is a hero and villain writing letters to each other about the behavior of their children toward each other. I chose Megatron and Optimus Prime slagging each other about their children's behavior at day care. This would be funnier if FFnet had a strike through feature on their pages. I have put the parts that are crossed out by Optimus into brackets to show you what it would have been like if that feature was here. SIGH. I am going to ask them to put it into the programming for writers. This is way funnier when you see that he wrote the letter, struck out what he really wanted to say and sent the message to Megatron anyway. I love you, readers. You are the wind beneath my wings.

Like that. :D

Hugs, me.

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Prime,

My son, Shockwave has a painted hand print on his optic that your little demon spawn, Bumblebee put there during nap time at My Little Pony Day Care today. I am gravely displeased. If this continues I will invade your base and break things at random. Get your brat in line. I will not give you further warning.

Yours in deep malevolence,

Megatron

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Megatron,

First of all, (BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!) allow me to convey to you my most (insincere) sincere (indifference) dismay about this incident. That being said, may I include my (BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!) extreme (delight) disappointment in my son's (fabulous) actions. I am afraid he tends to take after (my old lady) his mother, Ironhide. I am (delighted) sorry that Bumblebee decided to embellish your (Cyclops) son. Please accept my (riotous laughter and) sparkfelt (guffaws) apologies for my son's act of (inspired awesomeness) vandalism and (utterly delightful) awfulness. I will make sure that he gets (extra desserts and a pony ride) the appropriate punishment to fit the (great accomplishment) crime. I hope from my words that the seriousness (*snicker*) that I take this is expressed to you in the content of this (celebratory announcement of the awesomeness that is my son) email.

With the utmost (contempt) seriousness of (yawn) intentions,

Optimus Prime

PS. Mow your lawn.