Two Drabbles
Just a couple of Drabbles I did while waiting for the house to Awake.
A Proud Father
Ron Witwicky sighed as he ran his plump fingers through his wavy dirt-coated hair. It had been just hours ago that a great battle had taken place in Earth’s Egypt amongst some of the greatest pyramids that man ever built. It had been just hours ago when the middle-age man had finally accepted that his little boy was no longer a child. It had been just hours ago when his son had almost died sacrificing everything to resurrected a dead giant alien robot from another planet. It had been just hours ago that a simple human ’man’ had saved the world a second time in his short years.
He had never been so proud….
Red Rose Blues
A great panic shown within Bumblebee’s glowing blue optics as he scrambled to the safety of his make-shift home within the Witwicky garage. She was coming and he was a very dead mech….
“Bumblebee!”
Well at least she was calling him by name now instead of just ‘psycho alien’. The little details is what mattered the most right?
Oh no…
She was sporting the same wooden bat that she had used to threaten the sector seven agents when they came to retrieve Sam. This was it… His end would come now and all because of a stupid rose bed…
CLANG.
A whimper escaped his broken vocal processors as he curled around himself trying to block anymore attacks.
“Those were my prize roses ya big clutz! I swear no matter how many times I tell you lot that is the first bloody place you step!”
CLANG.
Now the yellow mech’s only hope of survival depending on his friend who for the love of him couldn’t stop laughing from the lawn….
A Proud Father
Ron Witwicky sighed as he ran his plump fingers through his wavy dirt-coated hair. It had been just hours ago that a great battle had taken place in Earth’s Egypt amongst some of the greatest pyramids that man ever built. It had been just hours ago when the middle-age man had finally accepted that his little boy was no longer a child. It had been just hours ago when his son had almost died sacrificing everything to resurrected a dead giant alien robot from another planet. It had been just hours ago that a simple human ’man’ had saved the world a second time in his short years.
He had never been so proud….
Red Rose Blues
A great panic shown within Bumblebee’s glowing blue optics as he scrambled to the safety of his make-shift home within the Witwicky garage. She was coming and he was a very dead mech….
“Bumblebee!”
Well at least she was calling him by name now instead of just ‘psycho alien’. The little details is what mattered the most right?
Oh no…
She was sporting the same wooden bat that she had used to threaten the sector seven agents when they came to retrieve Sam. This was it… His end would come now and all because of a stupid rose bed…
CLANG.
A whimper escaped his broken vocal processors as he curled around himself trying to block anymore attacks.
“Those were my prize roses ya big clutz! I swear no matter how many times I tell you lot that is the first bloody place you step!”
CLANG.
Now the yellow mech’s only hope of survival depending on his friend who for the love of him couldn’t stop laughing from the lawn….