(OOC: I know this prompt is old, but the following demanded to be written at 4 AM this morning. All bots are welcome to comment, but don't expect Blitz to be in a good mood. Tease him at your own risk. =P)
I stare somewhat forlornly at the new poster on the wall. I knew this was coming, but I didn’t think Megatron would actually write these down and hang them up for my comrades to see. This is…. embarrassing.
“But funny!” Random laughs, and for once I allow Hothead to mentally hit him.
Folding my arms across my chest, I read the poster written in bold Decepticon script.
Rules for Blitzwing are as follows:
1. I will not ductape Starscream to the ceiling again.
2. I will not play watermelon foosball indoors.
3. I will not play Seeker Paintball Tag without permission.
4. I will not play Seeker Paintball Tag without telling anyone the game has started, and that they are involved.
5. NO PETS.
6. Humans are not toys.
7. Changing Lugnut’s paintjob is only funny once; I will not do so again.
8. When asking a question and Megatron says “No”, he MEANS IT.
9. I will not steal Megatron’s throne.
10. I will not use Megatron’s swords to make salads.
11. I will not touch anything belonging to Megatron without permission, under threat of severe penalty.
12. I will not annoy Blackarachnia with the “Itsy Bitsy Spider” song.
13. I will not play “Caramelldansen” within earshot of any Decepticon at any time. No exceptions.
14. I will not throw snakes on Starscream to reenact “Snakes on a Plane” again.
15. I will not buy anything more from Swindle.
16. I will not help make another “swimming pool”.
17. I am not allowed to sing “You are a Pirate” again. Ever.
18. I am not allowed to start another “chin war” with Starscream.
19. I will not break things when I lose at Battleship.
20. I am not allowed to plan, plot, or otherwise engage in prank wars. Prank wars are henceforth forbidden between all Decepticons.
Rules are subject to additions at any time and are not open for debate.
“This is all your fault Random,” I grumble, turning away from the poster. Although, most of the time I do behave. I take my role as a Decepticon soldier seriously.
“Nuh uuuuuh!” the crazy part of my mind whines. “It is fun!”
“Yah, Icy.” chimes in Hothead. “All three of us know dot if you did not enjoy making trouble, you would not allow us to do so.”
…Perhaps he has a point. Can I help it if I happen to like certain songs anyway?
“Yar har fiddle-dee-dee…”