1.April.06
By: Blackbolt52003
It
was after the Quantum Surge. A thunderstorm had started and it was pouring
outside. The Maximals and the Predacons had settled a temporary truce, since,
because of the thunder, any fight outside would be suicide. Out there, they were
practically lightening rods waiting to be hit. They had started a fight earlier
that day, but when thunder came; they rushed to the nearest base, which was the
Ark.
Now
they were all sitting in a hall, with nothing to do. Rhinox had even abandoned
his duties (were there any since there was a truce?) and was staring at the
wall. The silence was broken by Tree-Climber who asked, “Wanna play Truth or
Dare?”
The
silence was shattered to bits and pieces as the rest of the transformers said in
unison, “What!” They didn’t know Earth games, so Tree-Climber patiently
explained it.
“Truth
or Dare is an optional game. The Objective is uh…never mind, but everyone can
get a turn. One person chooses either Truth or Dare, and the person next in line
for the choice, picks out a question for Truth or a dare for Dare. And you have
to do whatever dare they want. It’s the rules.”
“I
will not (snarl) play any childish games.” Snarled Dinobot.
“Hah!
I bet you’re chicken!” she said, mockingly. “You’re chicken!” She
began to flap her wings like a chicken and make chicken clucks.
“I
am not chicken!” he bellowed. “I’ll play your slagging Earth
game!” Every one agreed to play (it wasn’t like they had anything better to
do) and so the game started.
“Ok,
everyone, sit in a circle.” Ordered Tree-Climber. They all did, with
Silverbolt, Cheetor and Quickstrike arguing about who would sit next to
Blackarachnia. There was a game of ‘Rock, Paper, Scissors’ (since there was
a truce) and Cheetor and Silverbolt won, simply because Quickstrike could only
do Scissors and they both chose Rock. Silverbolt sat to her right, and Cheetor
sat to her left.
“We’ll
do it clock-wise, ok? It’s the direction an earth clock’s hands move.
Dinobot, why don’t you start since you claim you’re not chicken?” she
said. “Which do you pick, Truth or Dare? Rattrap, since you’re next in line,
you get to pick whatever question or whatever dare you want him to do or
answer.”
“Truth.”
Said Dinobot immediately. “I cannot trust the vermin with any dare.”
“So,
eh, choppaface... What do ya call ya motha’?” asked Rattrap, a mischievous
glint in his optic.
“Gertrude!”
Dinobot said, lying through his teeth. Tree-Climber sensed it was a lie right
away.
“Quit
lying, Dino-butt! Tell the truth!” she said, using the nickname Rattrap had
given him.
“(snarl)
Fine! I call her…‘Mommy’.” he said the last words softly. There was a
moment of silence and everyone burst into laughter. “Don’t be so cocky now,
vermin.” He hissed. “You’re next.”
The
realization of this stopped the rat from laughing any further and turning to
Megatron. Megatron smiled and he said, “Choose.” Rattrap gulped and after a
long while, he muttered 3 words.
“I
choose Truth.”
“How
much pieces of Waspinator do you have? I am very curious, yeeeeess,” said
Megatron. Rattrap breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.
“Think
of the biggest amount ya can think of, and multiply dat by 50.” Replied
Rattrap. Everyone looked at Waspinator and sniggered.
“Ok,
Megs, it’s your turn!” said Tree-Climber in a singsong voice. “I’m going
to be next.”
“I
choose Dare. I can do that, yeeeeesss.” Said Megatron at once. Tree-Climber
could tell he didn’t want to admit he loved rubber duckies and be called
‘Mr. I-Love-Duckies’ by the squirrel again.
“Ok,
I dare you to kiss Rampage full on the mouth!” grinned Tree-Climber with glee.
Megatron was starting to think being called ‘Mr. I-Love-Duckies’ was better
than this. Everyone except Rampage started sniggering again.
“Kiss
me, and I’ll kill you!” roared Rampage, who clearly didn’t want to be
kissed, especially by the one he hated the most and by the one who held half his
spark.
“Why
should I?” asked Megatron.
“It’s
the rules!” replied Cheetor.
“Can
I change my choice? I ‘kiss’ Rampage? I cannot stand the mere thought.”
“Well,
technically, no since you already chose.” Answered Tree-Climber. “But, if
you’re really desperate, I can change it. Ok, I’ll change it.” She added,
seeing Megatron’s plea. “I dare you to sing the Barney theme song out loud
so we all can hear!”
He
paled. Tree-Climber had showed him clips of the show on the computer during her
last visit to the base to get some extra batteries.
“Alright.”
He said hurriedly, seeing the ready-to-change-my-mind look on her face. He took
a deep breath and started singing.
I love you
You love me
We’re a happy family
With a great big hug and a kiss from me
to you
Won’t you say you love me too?
Everyone
was silent for a moment. Cheetor started giggling. Tree-Climber couldn’t take
it any longer, so she burst into laughter. That set everyone off. After a while,
they stopped. Megatron's face was a sight to behold. A few more bots giggled but
pretty soon, everyone turned to Rhinox. It was, after all, his turn to either
dare or ask Tree-Climber something.
“I
choose Dare!” she said, grinning ear to ear.
“Alright
then. I dare you tell me what 5x5 is.” Dinobot and Rattrap weren’t too
pleased with this.
“No
fair! Ya gave her an easy one, Rhinox!” complained Rattrap.
“(snarl)
I agree with the rat!” snarled Dinobot.
“Oh,
shut up!” snapped Tree-Climber. “The answer’s 25.”
Everyone just clapped politely. There was no
need to laugh at her. How could you even laugh at a multiplication problem?
It was Rhinox’s turn.
“I
choose Dare, Cheetor.” Said Rhinox to the cat.
“Ok…
I dare you to answer this question for me, ok?” asked Cheetor.
“Ok…Mary’s
father has 6 daughters including her. Their names are: Do, Re, Me, Fa and So.
What is the 6th daughter’s name?”
“La?”
said Rhinox, guessing. Cheetor shook his head.
“Nope!
It’s Mary! I said that at the beginning of the question!” he said, smiling.
Rhinox realized what he had done wrong and chuckled. “Ok,” he said, facing
the she-spider on his right. She was a transmetal of course. “I choose-” He
was interrupted by Tree-Climber.
“Hey!
Look guys! It’s stopped raining!” she said. There were groans from those who
wanted to see the others have their turn and sighs of relief from the
transformers that hadn’t gone. Only Cheetor was disappointed.
“Ok
guys! I’ll give you 15 cycles to go back to your bases,” she said to the
Predacons. “And I’ll give you 5 cycles for you Maximals to get to your
stations. If anyone’s left, and I can see them, I’ll shoot with my vaporizer
gun, ’kay?”
There
was a mad scramble and by the time 5 cycles were up, no one was in sight.
Tree-Climber smiled.
“Life.
Is. Sweet.” She said to herself and went off for Scout Patrol.
So… What do you
think? Anyway, I have some questions for you loyal readers. Please answer them
if you can. They’re what I need to continue. Thanks for bearing with me! Here
they are:
1.Tree-Climber
will have an older brother later in the series. Who should it be?
2.Should
Tree-Climber have an alter ego? In other words, should she have an ‘other’
self?
3.If
‘yes’ to the above question, how should Tree-Climber be able to change into
her alter-ego/other self?