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Pits Kitchen I lay the blame for this firmly at the feet of *RuinedBloodShed She wrote "Dirty Deeds Done Not So Cheap" :thumb272572363: 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!! Disclaimer 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

Chapter 6 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

Chapter 5 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

Chapter 4 Optimus Prime glanced around the table, all his senior officers were present but they had never held a council like this before. All were nervous and jumpy, even Prowl whose optics strayed to his bondmate continually. Jazz for his part kept close to his fellow black and white. Ironhide kept fiddling with his gun, every noise made him twitch. Ratchet's optics were dull and he seemed to have turned inwards, Wheeljack was glued to his side. The calmest, oddly enough was Red Alert although he seemed to be tired to his spark. "……….No explanation for any of the malfunctions." Red rubbed one of his sensor horns. "They app

Chapter 3 Ratchet was puzzled. He had been a medic for most of his function but had never seen anything like this. The readings from the diagnostic equipment said that Sunstreaker was loosing power, but he wasn't loosing Energon, he had no wounds at all, but the energy was being sucked out of him almost as quickly as Ratchet was getting it into him. Growling curses he attached another emergency power pack. "Ratch?" Weak and feeble as it was, Ratchet had never been so glad to hear Sunstreaker's voice. "So!! You've woken up have ya Slag Sucker?? Decided to return and see if you and that Pit spawned red glitch could come up with new and inven

Chapter 2 The Autobot lounge was busy, shift change. Some mech's were just beginning their shift, some having just finished, grabbing some Energon and chatting with friends. Optimus Prime sat with Ironhide and Prowl relaxing for once. His optics travelled the room; his Autobots were safe and happy. His optics caught sight of one particular bot sitting on his own. "You sent Sideswipe out alone, didn't you?" He said to Prowl. The SIC allowed one side of his mouth to quirk upward slightly. "I find that it helps to occasionally remind him that I can be a bastard." He said. The others chuckled. Sideswipe lived to cause mayhem for the Autobot c

Demons in the Dark Okay, so this is a bit of a new thing for me. A slight change of direction? No slash in this story it's meant to be a horror story. Prowl and Jazz are referred to as a bonded couple, but the only interaction between them and others are comfort cuddles. Disclaimer: The Transformer universe is owned by Hasbro. I don't own them, just borrow them to use and abuse, pat their heads and send them home. I make no money from this story. (I wish!!!) I do own a crowd of party Dragons who would enjoy eating and drinking you out of house, home and castle!!!! I have borrowed slightly from a certain Mr King, I certainly don't own him

Return to Sender ?? This is the first new story I've thought of in almost a year. Not sure if that's related to my being ill or not. I don't know if my muse has returned or if she's just visiting, have to see!! I read a story by ~foghornleghorn3 Called Sweet Kisses. http://foghornleghorn3.deviantart.com/art/Sweet-Kisses-196058426 Briefly, Prowl is Bluestreak's father figure; he catches Sunstreaker kissing Blue and drags him off for a 'talk' on how to woo Praxians!!! We made a joke that Prowl's 'talks' could instil the fear of Primus into anyone, even Primus himself!! Story was born!! I have the author's permission to say this. Like many ot