Skyfire In Animated-(1)

Skyfire In Animated-(1)

“Gah!”

Sari broke up to the surface, coughing and spluttering. She tried to shout but all that came out were panicked grunts. Optimus looked up from his deck chair (which was clearly meant for a human) and immediately abandoned his relaxing set up and bolted towards the lake. This caught the attention of all the others. Bumblebee dropped his cup and mini umbrella in shock,

“SARI’ S DYING!” he cried. He quickly adjusted his armbands and followed Optimus, diving helm first into the water just as he did. They both knocked into each other with a clang. The Prime rubbed his helm and groaned before giving Bumblebee a stern talk.

“Bumblebee! That was a reckless thing you just did, you could have hurt somebot!” But he wasn't paying attention, he was too busy looking out into the water. Optimus followed his gaze and realised that Sari was no longer there.

“I WAS TOO LATE!” He pulled Optimus into a tight hug and cried into his shoulder plate. “I could have saved her, but now she’s offline! Its all my fault! What a cruel world we live in! I’ll avenge you!” He shouted and weakly punched the water. “Why, why, why-!!”

“Ahem.” Both mechs looked up. Sari was being lifted with a bright pink ray by Ratchet, who was rocking some sunglasses which had been created by Bulkhead. She seemed perfectly okay despite the fact she was now coughing because she had the giggles.

“Sari!” A light pink blush fell onto Bumblebee’s cheeks. Before the humiliation could go on any further he pushed a surprised Optimus away and down into the water. “You’re not dead!”

The old medic huffed, “Yes, she had to go through many check ups and tests to make sure she- of course she's not dead! Sometimes I wonder if you even have optics.” 

Optimus remerged from the water and both him and Bumblebee swam after Sari as she was moved across the water and gently placed onto the ground. She shook her head, letting water fly off onto the grass and the surrounding mechs.

“Ugh, thanks guys. I thought I was goner.” She gave them one of her signature smiles.

Bulkhead slowly approached the group, taking off his flower necklace as he knelt down. “Well, I thought you said this ‘summer vacation’ was going to be safe.” he said glumly. Sari didn't seem to enjoy the big guys dampened mood, so she held up his necklace to him.

“It is!” She augued and he hesitantly picked it back up again, “If it wasn't for that spooky-” she suddenly gasped, “The spooky face! In the water!"

All the Autobots looked quizically at each other. Bumblebee shuffled his stabilising servos.

"You guys don't believe me?"

Optimus sighed and sent a look of sympathy towards the small human.

"It's not that we don't believe. We just think it's.. okay if you.. acidently nearly drowned. Not all of us are that great of swimmers."

"No!" The fire truck's antenna dropped down at her sudden shout. She awkwardly let out a small cough before explaining herself, "No, I really did see something down there."

"It's quite dark down there. How could you have seen anything without headlights?" She turned to Prowl, who had just joined the circle around her. He was using a challenging sort of tone, optics shining with confidence behind his visor. But it was hard to take him seriously with the inflatable duck wrapped around his slim frame.

Sari grinned. "Well.." she walked right past him to towards the edge of Lake Erie.

"I have my own sort of headlight." She turned around and the key around her neck was suddenly alight, the metal tugging at the chain towards the water.

Part 1 / Part 2 (coming soon)

Banjos are the outcast of musical instruments

Like just imagine all the guitars in a group meeting and the door suddenly slams open to reveal a Banjo and then the electric guitar leans over to the ukulele is like "who the invited Cleetus the Cowboy"

Goodness, you made this prostate exam look absolutely stunning!

Redrawing of the screenshot

@somethingscarlet13 YOUR POST ABOUT HARMONICAS KEPT ME AWAKE AT NIGHT

(https://somethingscarlet13.tumblr.com/post/694220156988162048/jedediah-smith-can-not-play-the-harmonica-i-mean)  

SO, I DUG UP MY OLD HARMONICA JUST FOR THIS STUPID THING

A Historic Moment in Gaming (Chapter 2)

Part 1 / Part 2 (You are here!) / Part 3 

(https://archiveofourown.org/works/40814790/chapters/102965613#workskin)

Summary: The museum is restless and the exhibits have gone stir crazy. Larry Daley can only think of one solution; buy a Wii.

A buzz had spread across the museum.    

No, I am not referring to that one time where a hive was discovered in the Western Diorama and the miniature cowboys attempted to tame the swarm as if they were flying fuzzy horses.

I guess you can say they weren't very friendly neigh-buzz.

Neither am I talking about the time where a fire-drill happened and most of the exhibits treated the buzzing alarm as the end of the world.  

Since the night of Larry’s break-down, rumours had spread from exhibit to exhibit; they all knew he had come up with some sort of solution to stop everyone causing anarchy around the museum, but what the solution was they didn’t know.  

So, when Larry emerged from the security office carrying a large brown box, his closest friends were eagerly waiting for him at the front desk.  

“What have you got in that there box, sonny?” Theodore Roosevelt asked. He was standing next to Sacajawea, their hands interlocked.  

Larry momentarily frowned. Two wax figures could find love, but he couldn’t?  

“Well,” Larry shook off his divorced-dad mentality and slipped into his previous salesman identity that he had used during his television appearances.

“It is something that is going to change your life.” he grinned.

Sacajawea’s eyes widened. “Is it new clothes so we don’t have to wear the same thing every night?” she asked hopefully.  

Larry’s grin faltered for a split second. “Uh, no.”  

Octavius padded to the edge of the information desk and stared up. “You have discovered a new tablet that allows us to roam around during the day?”  

“Still no.” Larry’s smile had become forced. When he saw Teddy about to open his mouth, Larry quickly interrupted him.

“But!” he shouted a little too brash. Teddy shut his mouth, slightly offended.  

Larry internally sighed. He didn’t want to disappoint them even more. Besides, the Wii would still impress them, right? You could play ‘Animal Crossing’ and ‘Kirby’s Adventure’ on that thing. Or so he was told. Nicky was more of a gamer than him. Although, not to toot his own horn or anything, but Larry was the Wii Sports Tennis Champion of the family.

Well, that was a self-proclaimed title.

Larry added some enthusiasm to his voice as he lowered the box onto the desk.  

“It's actually a-”  

“Woah there, Gigantor!”    

Larry swiftly lifted the box back into the air. Under the shadow of the box, Jedediah stood protectively in front of Octavius. His hands threateningly hovered over his gun holders.

“Watch where you’re puttin’ stuff!” the cowboy miniature hollered. “You nearly flattened Octavius.”

He paused before adding. “And me.”  

Larry put the box onto the floor and then held up his hands. “Sorry, Jed. Didn't, uh, see you there.”  

“That's what all you big people say!” Jedediah huffed and pointed a gloved finger.  “And what do you need a box for, anyhow? I was promised humiliation at his finest!”

“Humiliation?” Larry asked. He blinked and looked around. No one else seemed surprised at what was just said.  

“Uh, okay. Well,” Larry said. “I don’t know who promised you that. But you’re in for a surprise, because inside that box is a-”

Octavius smirked and nudged Jedediah. “Doesn’t he mean, ‘Urine’ for a surprise?”  

“Whoo!” the two miniatures laughed and high-fived each other.  

“Phew, awh’ man,” Jedediah wiped a tear from his eye. “Sometimes it scares me, y’know? - How much ofa’ comedic genius I am.”

Octavius leaned towards him. “But that was my joke.” Jedediah waved a dismissive hand.

“Yeah, well, we’re a team. All your ideas are technically mine.”

Larry raised his hands in desperation. “What is going on?”

“Oh! Oh!” Jedediah whispered loudly to Octavius. “Bet he’s going to do it into the box!” They both giggled like high-school bullies. Larry looked around for an explanation, but none was offered.

“Does anyone want to, I don’t know, kindly explain what is going on? Is this some sort of funny inside joke? A little inside joke that the nightguard isn’t allowed to know?” Larry asked.

“Why,” Ahkmenrah said calmly, pouting his lip and glancing at the ceiling. “I merely said to everyone you were going to present your ‘Wii’ to us.”

“And you explained what a Wii is, right?” Larry interrogated. Ahkmenrah couldn’t meet his eye.

“You explained what a Wii is, right?” Larry repeated in a strained, panicked voice. His mouth was agape. He thought Ahkmenrah was a good-hearted prince. But despite 4,000 years to become wise he had not lost his teenage immaturity.

Oh, Larry would not forget this.

Before Larry could explain himself, Teddy unhooked his arm from Sacajawea and stepped forward.  

“I, for one, find your decision most brave, Lawrence.” He placed a hand on Larry’s shoulder and lowered his voice. “Back in my day, to show my authority, I would hunt and kill the most dangerous animals I could find.”  

He shook his head and chuckled softly. “But I never would’ve had the confidence to relieve myself in front of an audience to affirm my leadership.”  

“Thanks, Teddy, but I'm not-”  

The president had already made his way back to his partner. Sacajawea slipped her hand back into his. He put his mouth to her ear.  

“Must be a modern thing.” he whispered.

“Or maybe he’s finally snapped. People cope with stress in strange ways. And he’s been under a lot of stress.” she whispered back. They both looked at Larry with similar sympathetic expressions. Larry felt a vein bulge on his forehead.  

He took a deep breath, held for five seconds and then let out a slow, loud sigh.    

This was a technique he and Ahkmenrah had taught the Huns and Civil War Mannequins in an attempt to subdue their anger and decrease fights. The Mannequins may not have mouths, but it was the thought that counted. Actually, it greatly distressed them and made them even worse. Larry theorised it was because they realised, they couldn’t breathe. Or talk. Or scream. Even theorising didn’t help the situation as the topic of screaming sent Ahkmenrah into a tizzy.  

Speaking of Huns, Atilla was stood next to Ahkmenrah, watching the amusing situation play out. Lately, he had been very adamant on leaning the English language and would only nudge the pharaoh when he struggled to understand what had just been said. His warrior pride made him a more independent learner.      

“Well, there has been a... misunderstanding.” Larry swallowed. “But what's in here is going to change your-... It's going to stop you guys stop making a mess of the museum.”  

Atilla placed Jedediah and Octavius on each of his shoulders. Larry put the box onto the desk.

Larry let a few seconds go by to build up suspense. This was a technique he used to help sell his inventions when he-  

“Oh, good God, man!” Octavius shouted out impatiently. “Open it up already!”

Thank you for reading! I really enjoyed writing this!

I write songs in my spare time and this is my latest creation! 

I don’t know any instruments, but I hope you enjoy! 

There is also a reference to a fanfic I like :)