Transformers: Revenge

Starscream made his way through the Primus-knows how many halls to the door to the sick-bay. After he had heard about Skorponok's little "encounter" with Sixshot, he decided it would be best to see him, since he was a very valuable part of the team. Even if he did pick fights with the second-in-command.

Starscream pressed a few buttons on the panel to the right of the door, which caused it to open, letting the mostly-grey seeker in. Hook, the Decepticons' medical officer, was hovering around Sixshot carefully, looking for any damage he could repair at the moment.

"How is he, doctor?" Starscream asked.

"Pretty bad," Hook replied, but took no notice of Starscream and continued his work. "You might not want to get Skorponok as mad with you as he was with Sixshot."

Starscream frowned. "I didn't come here for a history lesson, doctor, I came to see if Sixshot could be repaired, or not."

"He can be, but-" Suddenly, the door opened and a red Decepticon, shorter then Starscream and Hook, entered. " Knock Out! What have you been doing?! Didn't I tell you we had a patient?!"

"Yes, but there were more urgent matters to attend to..." The red Decepticon replied, slyly.

"Oh, her..." Hook said with disgust. "I wish you would give up on those foolish little femmes and focus on the matter at hand."

"Puh! You're just saying that 'cuz you could never get one to even look at you."

"No, its because I have more important things to do then find poor femmes and get them pregnant!"

"Oh, of course! Bring that one little incident up with Swindle's mates and-"

"Gentlemen!" Starscream interrupted. "I do not care for your love life, Knock Out. Nor do I care about your lack of one, Hook. I need you to repair Sixshot immediately! He is one of our greatest warriors and I will not have him die just because you two are arguing! Is that understood?!"

"Clearly, Lord Starscream," Replied Hook.

"Fine," Knock Out answered, less enthusiastically.

"Good, now get to work!"

Metroplex...

"Whoo-Wee! Ah've never seen anythin' this big!" Exclaimed Braeburn. After the meeting, Optimus told the ponies that Bluestreak and Blurr could take them on a tour. But that was a bit difficult since both were rather...chatty.

"Actually, Metroplex is just a bit bigger than Ponyville..." Bluestreak explained. "And Canterlot...and Cloudsdale...combined."

"In-robot-mode-Metroplex-stands-at-more-than-seven -hundred-feet-and-is-" Blurr was going to continue but was interrupted by Applejack, who didn't really want to hear Blurr babble on about some other thing.

"So, in other words, he's pretty big."

"Precisely!"

"So, with somepony this big, why haven't you guys won already? If you don't mind my asking," Fluttershy spoke up.

"Not-at-all! The-reason-we-haven't-been-able-to-defeat-the-Dece pticons-is-because-of-Trypticon."

"Who?" The ponies asked in unison.

"Trypticon. The-Decepticons'-city-former. His-robot-mode-is-a-large-dinosaur-and-stands-a-fe w-feet-taller-that-Metroplex, but-is-usually-defeated-because-of-his-smaller-bra in-capacity. But-by-the-time-they-have-fought-Metroplex-has-use d-too-much-energy-to-fight-the-rest-of-the-Decepti cons."

"Then why dontcha just take out Trypticon?" Asked Rainbow from her spot hovering in the air.

"Because..." Blurr had to think for a moment. "Because..." Actually, he had no idea why. "Uh, Bluestreak?"

"Err, um, I-uh, don't know why..." Bluestreak replied, equally as unsure as Blurr.

"Maybe-we-should-ask-Optimus!" Blurr exclaimed.

"Hmm... maybe..."