The New Year has just arrived in England. May I wish all those who have celebrated it and those who wait for it, may 2013 bring you all Health, Wealth and Happiness.
Love Dragon xxx
Pits KitchenPits KitchenPits Kitchen by DRAGONSEEKER789
I lay the blame for this firmly at the feet of *RuinedBloodShed She wrote "Dirty Deeds Done Not So Cheap" In which her reporter found out that Lockdown was into "The Food Channel" and Gordon Ramsey. I wrote a four line drabble and she demanded more, and so this little abomination was spawned!! No smut except that in Lockdown's perverted little mind. I haven't gone with holoforms, but that Cybertronians can alter their mass via subspace. How?? Ask Stephen Hawkings!!
I don't own Transformers, if I did I'd be riding around in a golden Lamborghini and their storylines would be far more exciting!!
I don't own Gordon Ramsey but he would be welcome to come and cook at my house anytime. I don't own Jean-Claude Breton either, but I think he deserves a medal for putting up with Gordon!! I do own Marty, poor little bugger!!
As the lift doors closed, Marty hastily popped an antacid in his mouth. His stomach churned even more as the lift stopped
Demons in the DarkChapter 6Demons in the Dark by DRAGONSEEKER789
Boomer proved to be younger than Wheeljack had thought, only just into his twenties. Tall for a human and thin, the word 'lanky' fitted him perfectly. Bright red hair stuck up in tufts and he peered at the world through thick lenses that made his bright blue eyes appear larger than they were.
He almost bounced out of the van that brought him with a huge grin on his face, the grin faltered as he found Commissioner Dennis's eyes on him.
"Err... Hi Boss!!"
He said, sidestepping closer to the two women, he suddenly caught sight of Wheeljack watching him intently. "Ohh.....WOW!! Autobots!!" The grin appeared on his face brighter than ever.
Other people exited the van carrying large cans and brushes, tarpaulins followed. After a brief conference with the two women they went onto the bridge.
"Boomer?" Detective Richardson called. "Hey, Earth to Boomer!!"
Boomer jumped, ceasing his almost worshipful gazing at Wheeljack.
"Sorry Tabby................ But.......... Autobots!!" His grin
Demons in the DarkChapter 5Demons in the Dark by DRAGONSEEKER789
It appeared that whatever it was had left them mostly alone for the day, but more mech's had stayed in the lounge, forgoing their quarters for company, but some had already been targeted, their optics haunted and pale blue.
At 05.50pm, the lounge was organised chaos; Skyfire was carefully poring salt in a thick layer of salt around the edge of the room, leaving gaps for the doors. Inferno was helping Red Alert to set up a monitor that was connected to the monitors in the security room.
Someone had raided the stores and provided recharge mats, which had been placed against one wall, but had been rearranged in small groups. Optimus watched each Autobot carefully; the voice had clearly been tormenting others.
Mirage had the same haunted look he'd sported when he'd first been found as a survivor of the fall of the Towers, Hound hovered protectively nearby. The Protectorbot's had adopted Bluestreak as First Aid kept him close. Ironhide's optic's flitted from place to place around