Speedwriting Prompt Fills

by Exactlywhat

Well... I found the TF Speedwriting Community on LJ, and sorta kinda maybe started writing some. Figured most of these are pretty much one-shots, and it'd kinda be a waste of space to post them all as separate stories. So, here they are. *Note: this will always be marked as complete (even though it isn't), because every fill is its own story, and this isn't one continuous story.

78. Repeat

Title: Repeat

Rating: K

Continuity: G1

Characters: Wheeljack, Jazz

Disclaimer: Don't own

Prompt: 1. Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting the same results. -Albert Einstein

Wheeljack smiled to himself, helm fins flashing happily as he fiddled with the mess of wires, duct tape (such an amazing invention, and from those primitive little humans, too!), solder, and plastic resting on his work table.

"Now, where was that – ah! There." Grinning, he reached over and grabbed his soldering iron. "Let's see... This needs to connect here, and that goes there, and-"

BOOM!

. . .oOo.

"Okay, I'm sure this wasn't where that goes," the inventor murmured, poking at the (repaired) bundle of parts on his scorched work table. "I put that there, and that one goes in through there and around and up... Red goes with blue, and gray goes with turquoise... or was it the other way around? Hm... No, that's right, this one goes-"

BOOM!

. . .oOo.

The bundle of parts had been completely rebuilt now, and Wheeljack was, once again, fiddling with it.

"Right, this through here, has to be touching that, and – oh, whoops. That shouldn't go there. This should-"

BOOM!

. . .oOo.

Slowly, the inventor's steady, gray hands pulled a couple wires apart, then fused two more together. A heavy vent was released. "Oh, good, I didn't think-"

BOOM!

. . .oOo.

"Whoops! I-"

BOOM!

. . .oOo.

"Oh, that doesn't go-"

BOOM!

. . .oOo.

"Okay, I'll try-"

BOOM!

. . .oOo.

Wheeljack sighed as he followed Jazz down the hall. The saboteur had followed the sound of the booms. Jazz loved watching the explosions Wheeljack caused, and would often visit the inventor in his lab, and, sometimes, played "Escort the Crazy Scientist to the Insane Medic's Lair."

Actually, Jazz played that a lot, now that he thought about it.

At the moment, Wheeljack had his left arm slung over the black and white's shoulder, while his detached right arm was held in the saboteur's grip. His left pede was scorched and rather melted, but he could still walk on it.

"What'd ya do this time, Jackie?" Jazz asked suddenly, grinning widely.

"I was trying to see how many different ways I could accidentally set off a bomb."

"You... Jack..."

"What?"

"You do realize that a bomb's gonna go off no matter what if ya don' defuse it?"

"Yes. So?"

"I... Urgh. I give up."