13th june challenge response - What in Primus' name is that?
Title: The slag?
Rating: PG-13
Series: Bayverse
Pairings: Ironhide/Skywarp, Ironhide/Megatron(mentioned)
Words: 277
Warnings: -
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Summary: Ironhide is furious, everyone tremble in fear
Authors Notes: A lil, hopefully funny tibid. Unbetaed
The slag?
“What in Primus name is that?!”
The question reverberated through the hall, everyone going silent in an instant.
Ironhide glared at them with heat in his optics and every single person present felt the cold shiver of dread running down their spines.
Then optics and eyes looked at the little, a4 sized piece of paper held between Ironhide's enormous fingers.
"I repeat, what the PIT is that?"
“A picture?” Someone brave, or stupid, from the inside of the hall supplied quietly.
"I can see that," Ironhide snorted and it was a terrible sound. One that could freeze Energon and stop hearts. "What I mean is why of all things is this a print of me and, pit-spawned, glitched... MEGATRON, in what you humans consider an intimate position?!”
The silence became palpable, smell of fear radiating from both humans and Cybertronians alike.
"First: if I ever get the slagger to my berth I'll be sure to stick my cannon up his port and second: If you want to draw me, do it anatomically correct; my cable is thrice the size it is on that picture, understood? Dismissed!"
He paraded out of the hall leaving the shocked audience inside.
:Nice work, ‘Hide! They won't get themselves up for quite some time.:
:Coming from you I'll take it as compliment, though I'm not sure if I should be appalled or happy by it.:
:Your highgrade will be waiting at your quarters. You officially outdid me in prank pulling.:
Ironhide smirked to himself. :Of course I did, I’m older, much longer time to practice, wimp.:
The voice on the other side laughed. :It's Skywarp, Rusty..:
Rating: PG-13
Series: Bayverse
Pairings: Ironhide/Skywarp, Ironhide/Megatron(mentioned)
Words: 277
Warnings: -
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Summary: Ironhide is furious, everyone tremble in fear
Authors Notes: A lil, hopefully funny tibid. Unbetaed
The slag?
“What in Primus name is that?!”
The question reverberated through the hall, everyone going silent in an instant.
Ironhide glared at them with heat in his optics and every single person present felt the cold shiver of dread running down their spines.
Then optics and eyes looked at the little, a4 sized piece of paper held between Ironhide's enormous fingers.
"I repeat, what the PIT is that?"
“A picture?” Someone brave, or stupid, from the inside of the hall supplied quietly.
"I can see that," Ironhide snorted and it was a terrible sound. One that could freeze Energon and stop hearts. "What I mean is why of all things is this a print of me and, pit-spawned, glitched... MEGATRON, in what you humans consider an intimate position?!”
The silence became palpable, smell of fear radiating from both humans and Cybertronians alike.
"First: if I ever get the slagger to my berth I'll be sure to stick my cannon up his port and second: If you want to draw me, do it anatomically correct; my cable is thrice the size it is on that picture, understood? Dismissed!"
He paraded out of the hall leaving the shocked audience inside.
:Nice work, ‘Hide! They won't get themselves up for quite some time.:
:Coming from you I'll take it as compliment, though I'm not sure if I should be appalled or happy by it.:
:Your highgrade will be waiting at your quarters. You officially outdid me in prank pulling.:
Ironhide smirked to himself. :Of course I did, I’m older, much longer time to practice, wimp.:
The voice on the other side laughed. :It's Skywarp, Rusty..: