31_days - TF: BW
So ends the month's worth of BW/BM drabbles. I'll fill in the missing parts of Sparkstrain later, still have two to complete. I looked over March's themes and started to consider challenging myself to use a single character for each theme, but as fun as this is these take up what writing time I have and I have bigger fish to fry, er, fics to write. There's a few I'll still do but 31 straight fics is too much right now. ^^;
Title: Kids Will Be Kids
Day/Theme: Feb 28 / wild children
Series: Transformers: Beast Wars
Characters: Oona, Jack, Rattrap
Rating: G
Oona paraded around with half a coconut shell on her head. Jack pointed at her and laughed. She put her hands on her hips and scowled at him. "Blaaa--aaRA-naa," she insisted.
He grabbed two sticks from the ground and held them pointing upward against the sides of his head. "Puh-rii-maa." He then waved the sticks around to indicate she was supposed to follow him, then he marched down the hill. Oona held down her improvised helmet as she ran after him.
The grass was wet after a recent rain and they went sliding down into the mud at the bottom, laughing the entire way. The mud was bubbling from some underground source. They knew to stay at the edges and not try to walk into the middle. Trailing soggy dirt footprints they scurried onto the grass to the side.
A particularly large bubble appeared in the mud close by. It popped with a racking cough. The children looked over, dropping their play-props. A mud-creature staggered toward them, wiping at its face. It coughed again. They screamed.
"Wha--??" Finally clearing his optic sensors, Rattrap blinked. Oona and Jack held onto each other for dear life. "Oh, it's you two. Eh, calm down, it's me! Uncle Rattrap!" He wiped more mud off his arms then transformed, which got rid of more of it. He tilted his head.
They stared, then Oona picked up one of the sticks Jack had dropped and poked Rattrap in the nose with it.
"Hey!" He dodged the next jab and caught the stick in his teeth. Then something landed on his back and he yelped. Jack poked him in the back of the head with the other stick.
"Rii-de!"
Oona caught on and ran around to jump up behind Jack. "Rii-de!"
"D'ohh..." Rattrap moaned. "I was on a mission, ya know!"
"Rii-de! Rii-de!" they sang out together. Rattrap sighed and drew his hind legs inside his wheels. He revved up only to spin in the mud for a second before flying free. "Whoa-ho-ahh-ha-hey!"
Title: Kids Will Be Kids
Day/Theme: Feb 28 / wild children
Series: Transformers: Beast Wars
Characters: Oona, Jack, Rattrap
Rating: G
Oona paraded around with half a coconut shell on her head. Jack pointed at her and laughed. She put her hands on her hips and scowled at him. "Blaaa--aaRA-naa," she insisted.
He grabbed two sticks from the ground and held them pointing upward against the sides of his head. "Puh-rii-maa." He then waved the sticks around to indicate she was supposed to follow him, then he marched down the hill. Oona held down her improvised helmet as she ran after him.
The grass was wet after a recent rain and they went sliding down into the mud at the bottom, laughing the entire way. The mud was bubbling from some underground source. They knew to stay at the edges and not try to walk into the middle. Trailing soggy dirt footprints they scurried onto the grass to the side.
A particularly large bubble appeared in the mud close by. It popped with a racking cough. The children looked over, dropping their play-props. A mud-creature staggered toward them, wiping at its face. It coughed again. They screamed.
"Wha--??" Finally clearing his optic sensors, Rattrap blinked. Oona and Jack held onto each other for dear life. "Oh, it's you two. Eh, calm down, it's me! Uncle Rattrap!" He wiped more mud off his arms then transformed, which got rid of more of it. He tilted his head.
They stared, then Oona picked up one of the sticks Jack had dropped and poked Rattrap in the nose with it.
"Hey!" He dodged the next jab and caught the stick in his teeth. Then something landed on his back and he yelped. Jack poked him in the back of the head with the other stick.
"Rii-de!"
Oona caught on and ran around to jump up behind Jack. "Rii-de!"
"D'ohh..." Rattrap moaned. "I was on a mission, ya know!"
"Rii-de! Rii-de!" they sang out together. Rattrap sighed and drew his hind legs inside his wheels. He revved up only to spin in the mud for a second before flying free. "Whoa-ho-ahh-ha-hey!"