It took me a while, but here's another 28.

Aug 12, 2006 13:05

This one was fun to write, I just got stuck a couple of times when I was trying to figure out what to do next. But I managed to get it done.

So I present to you...


Naughty Wildfire

When I get my hands on that little glitch, I’m going to wring her neck, then turn her into a cleaning drone. This is the last thing I needed to deal with at the end of a seriously long stretch of surgeries. I don’t care WHAT I told her. This is unacceptable!

Slapdash stormed down one of Iacon’s many corridors in search of his wayward apprentice. She at least had the presence of mind to find the best hiding spot she could. That proved that she wasn’t completely stupid, this stunt however seemed to negate that image.

It certainly wasn’t helping his mood that anyone he did pass in the corridor was instantly trying to either hide their laughter or just hide from him. Either way not one of them had been any help in finding the mischievous femme. She seemed to have vanished off the face of the planet, and he KNEW that couldn’t have happened. For one thing, she didn’t have a ship and for another she’d get called up on desertion charges. If he knew anything about that femme, she didn’t give up and if she did, it wouldn’t be like this.

Slapdash growled as someone behind him snickered.

“She got you good this time didn’t she?” Overload asked, not bothering to hide his laughter.

“When I find her she’s going to wish she joined the femmes.” Slapdash replied as he continued to storm down the corridor looking for Wildfire.

“Oh I don’t know, I’ve heard fuchsia is the hottest color right now.”

“Then maybe you’d like to have you’re paintjob redone in five shades of pink.”

“Fuchia.”

“Whatever.” Slapdash growled, getting annoyed with his engineering friend.

“You do realize you’re not going to find her right? The sign on your back has all the pranksters giving her a heads up as to where you are.” Overload told the Chief Medic.

“Sign?” Slapdash jerked to a stop, dropping the data pad he had been carrying.

“Yeah, it says ‘How’s my paintjob? Comm Star Angle.’”

“She’s dead. That taunting little frag glitch is dead.” Slapdash growled as he stormed off again, this time in the direction of the high command chambers.

“You know this was a joke, right? Getting her in more trouble isn’t going to be worth it. The next one will just be worse.” Overload cautioned.

“Not when I get through with her.”

Overload just smirked behind Slapdash’s back, then silently commed Wildfire to warn her of the newest developments of her prank. He then picked up the data pad his friend had dropped only to read the note that the apprentice medic has left for her mentor.

“‘You know, I thought about it and you were right. I did need practice with my paintjobs. So, I decided to get some practice in. What do you think?’ Oh ‘Fire, you really are in for it now.” Overload chuckled as he made his way back to his lab. This was one set of fireworks he didn’t want to see the outcome to just yet.

And for Sis since she asked...

1. Naughty
2. Happy
3. Silly
4. Angsty
5. On-Vacation
6. Horny
7. Transforming
8. Excited
9. Book-Reading
10. Dancing
11. Jealous
12. Running Time
13. Caring
14. On-His-Knees
15. Obedient
16. Dominant
17. Naive
18. Drinking-Energon
19. Greedy
20. Daring
21. Exploring
22. At The Beach
23. Bath-Time
24. Disheveled
25. Exhausted
26. Well-Shagged
27. Kick-Ass
28. Playing With Kids

In other news, I'm going to Folklorama in about an hour and I don't know when I'll be home. Probably not late since my parents are going, but God only knows.

So.. Reviews? Ideas? Thoughts? Please??? Yes.. I'm a review whore... come on guys... you know this. ^_^

28 wildfires

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