3. "Me Grimlock cowboy!" the Dinobot yelled at the top of his vocalizer, twirling a lasso made of titanium ropes above his head. The Autobots forces present to witness this peeked from over the giant rock they were hiding behind, eying the selfproclaimed 'cowboy'. "Okay..." Prowl murmured. "One of us HAS to get that thing away from him." "Yeah well, you go next. I'm not looking up to getting 'hogtied' like Sunny there." As if on cue, the assembled bots glanced in the direction of the yellow Lamborghini, still trying to free himself as he twitched on the ground. "I wonder where he learned to tie knots that sturdy." "I'm wondering where he learned how to 'hogtie' mechs." "And I'm wondering where he got that damn rope from." Prowl grumbled, then stood up, looking with determination at the Dinobot. A moment later, he ducked down behind the boulder. "Okay... any other voluntiers?"
5. Optimus Prime stared in disbelief at the sight of Bluestreak sitting amongst a herd of sheep, chatting to them happily. And the animals were appearing to be listening. With a twitch of a brow-plate, he turned around and headed back to the Ark. He didn't need to know.
8. "Help! The crane is going to kidnap me!!" The Autobot cried, clining with arms and legs to the closest other bot. Sigh. "It won't, now get off me."
11. Starscream screeched with laughter, leaning backwards as his frame shook from the sound. The other flyers weren't far behind, some holding onto each other in an attempt to stay in the air despite the tears of mirth leaking from their optics. With a grunt of metal, Megatron transformed back into root form, sending an enraged glare at his troops. However, the effect was spoilt due to the black track mark across his facial plates. The seekers just laughed harder. With an angry snort, Megatron turned around, aiming to blast as many Autobots as he could out of existance to relieve his irritation. Stupid Autbots, not watching where they were driving. It hadn't been that funny, anyway.
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"Me Grimlock cowboy!" the Dinobot yelled at the top of his vocalizer, twirling a lasso made of titanium ropes above his head.
The Autobots forces present to witness this peeked from over the giant rock they were hiding behind, eying the selfproclaimed 'cowboy'.
"Okay..." Prowl murmured. "One of us HAS to get that thing away from him."
"Yeah well, you go next. I'm not looking up to getting 'hogtied' like Sunny there."
As if on cue, the assembled bots glanced in the direction of the yellow Lamborghini, still trying to free himself as he twitched on the ground.
"I wonder where he learned to tie knots that sturdy."
"I'm wondering where he learned how to 'hogtie' mechs."
"And I'm wondering where he got that damn rope from." Prowl grumbled, then stood up, looking with determination at the Dinobot.
A moment later, he ducked down behind the boulder. "Okay... any other voluntiers?"
5.
Optimus Prime stared in disbelief at the sight of Bluestreak sitting amongst a herd of sheep, chatting to them happily. And the animals were appearing to be listening.
With a twitch of a brow-plate, he turned around and headed back to the Ark. He didn't need to know.
8.
"Help! The crane is going to kidnap me!!" The Autobot cried, clining with arms and legs to the closest other bot.
Sigh. "It won't, now get off me."
11.
Starscream screeched with laughter, leaning backwards as his frame shook from the sound. The other flyers weren't far behind, some holding onto each other in an attempt to stay in the air despite the tears of mirth leaking from their optics.
With a grunt of metal, Megatron transformed back into root form, sending an enraged glare at his troops. However, the effect was spoilt due to the black track mark across his facial plates.
The seekers just laughed harder.
With an angry snort, Megatron turned around, aiming to blast as many Autobots as he could out of existance to relieve his irritation.
Stupid Autbots, not watching where they were driving. It hadn't been that funny, anyway.