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31_days2007-02-04 08:29 pm
[Feb 4] [Transformers: Beast Wars] Sparkstrain Part Six
Title: Sparkstrain Part Six
Day/Theme: Feb 4 / Before the world was created
Series: Transformers: Beast Wars
Characters: Cheetor, Rattrap, Waspinator
Rating: PG
"Big bot? Big bot! What's happening?!"
Cheetor scrabbled at the ground, claws reaching at empty air. Something thudded into his side, waking him. The feline cried out and looked around. "Whowhawhere?!"
Rattrap, in robot mode, tilted his optic ridge with a doubting look. "Pipe down, kid. You were talkin' in your recharge."
Cheetor settled back on his haunches and glanced about himself for a moment, then stared at Rattrap, eyes panicked. "I couldn't see Optimus!"
The smaller mech leaned his back against the boulder they were hiding behind. "Of course ya can't. He ain't on this mission."
"No, no, we were somewhere else. Some...city."
Rattrap tapped a finger into the dirt. "We're distinctly lackin' in those around here, so you got nothin' ta worry about."
Cheetor shook his head. "It wasn't here, Rattrap. I think we were on Cybertron." He tilted his head. "But it didn't look like Cybertron as I remember it..."
"So where was it? The planet 'a Junk? An' I bet they've done a little remodelin' while we been out. You were dreamin'. Now c'mon, we got a mission ta carry out here." He turned onto his knees and peered over the rocks at the jamming tower they had been sent to scope out and damage if at all possible.
"Something...didn't feel right about it..."
Rattrap rolled his head back in exasperation. "Can we discuss your subconscious head trips later? I wanna get this over with. We've been out here all day an' the Preds haven't shown up. If we want ta get this done, now's the time." He glanced at Cheetor again, who was staring at the ground. "Hey! Are you still with me here?! File it for later!"
Cheetor shook his head. "S-sorry, Rattrap. It's just...I don't know, something about it I can't shake."
"Well, at least save it for someone who cares, all right?"
The cat winced. "Cheetor, Maximize." He scowled at Rattrap, muttering, "Maybe someday something will come along to make you care."
"I 'hoid that. An' don't bet on it, kid. Lookin' out for number one is always the way ta go."
Cheetor faced toward the jamming tower and stood up. "Makes me feel so much better being stuck with you for this." He vaulted over the rocks and ran for the tower.
On cue Waspinator came buzzing up over the ridge beyond the tower. "Wazzpinator, Terrorizezzz!" He flew left and took aim at Cheetor. "Catbot not get any closer to tower!"
A second later he was spinning through the air after being hit by Rattrap. "Don't think so, bugbrain." He fired at the Predacon again, chortling as Waspinator careened straight into the ground. "An' maybe for once you'll stay down." He chortled again and hurried over to the tower's base.
Waspinator flopped over on his back and tried to lever himself up. "Wazzpinator not take this lying down! One day Wazzpinator will show Maximals what Wazzpinator is made of!"
Day/Theme: Feb 4 / Before the world was created
Series: Transformers: Beast Wars
Characters: Cheetor, Rattrap, Waspinator
Rating: PG
"Big bot? Big bot! What's happening?!"
Cheetor scrabbled at the ground, claws reaching at empty air. Something thudded into his side, waking him. The feline cried out and looked around. "Whowhawhere?!"
Rattrap, in robot mode, tilted his optic ridge with a doubting look. "Pipe down, kid. You were talkin' in your recharge."
Cheetor settled back on his haunches and glanced about himself for a moment, then stared at Rattrap, eyes panicked. "I couldn't see Optimus!"
The smaller mech leaned his back against the boulder they were hiding behind. "Of course ya can't. He ain't on this mission."
"No, no, we were somewhere else. Some...city."
Rattrap tapped a finger into the dirt. "We're distinctly lackin' in those around here, so you got nothin' ta worry about."
Cheetor shook his head. "It wasn't here, Rattrap. I think we were on Cybertron." He tilted his head. "But it didn't look like Cybertron as I remember it..."
"So where was it? The planet 'a Junk? An' I bet they've done a little remodelin' while we been out. You were dreamin'. Now c'mon, we got a mission ta carry out here." He turned onto his knees and peered over the rocks at the jamming tower they had been sent to scope out and damage if at all possible.
"Something...didn't feel right about it..."
Rattrap rolled his head back in exasperation. "Can we discuss your subconscious head trips later? I wanna get this over with. We've been out here all day an' the Preds haven't shown up. If we want ta get this done, now's the time." He glanced at Cheetor again, who was staring at the ground. "Hey! Are you still with me here?! File it for later!"
Cheetor shook his head. "S-sorry, Rattrap. It's just...I don't know, something about it I can't shake."
"Well, at least save it for someone who cares, all right?"
The cat winced. "Cheetor, Maximize." He scowled at Rattrap, muttering, "Maybe someday something will come along to make you care."
"I 'hoid that. An' don't bet on it, kid. Lookin' out for number one is always the way ta go."
Cheetor faced toward the jamming tower and stood up. "Makes me feel so much better being stuck with you for this." He vaulted over the rocks and ran for the tower.
On cue Waspinator came buzzing up over the ridge beyond the tower. "Wazzpinator, Terrorizezzz!" He flew left and took aim at Cheetor. "Catbot not get any closer to tower!"
A second later he was spinning through the air after being hit by Rattrap. "Don't think so, bugbrain." He fired at the Predacon again, chortling as Waspinator careened straight into the ground. "An' maybe for once you'll stay down." He chortled again and hurried over to the tower's base.
Waspinator flopped over on his back and tried to lever himself up. "Wazzpinator not take this lying down! One day Wazzpinator will show Maximals what Wazzpinator is made of!"
