Maybe it was better not to ask. Or even try to figure it out. One couldn't understand a force of nature like Sideswipe without going nearly insane in the process.
The Aerialbots, minus Slingshot, had been away for the day on a reconnaissance mission up north. There had been hints that the Decepticons had been skulking about in the Arctic again, so they had been dispatched to check things out, and flush out any 'cons if they ran across them.
It had given the red devil plenty of time in which to pull his -- admittedly incredible -- elaborate prank.
WHY they were targeted, they really weren't quite sure. They figured it must have had something to do with Slingshot, however, as the arrogant Aerialbot had been a part of the whole prank.
Slingshot hadn't accompanied the others to the reconnaissance mission in the Arctic, due to some heavy damage taken in their last battle. Most of the damage had been repaired, but he had still been confined to Med Bay, under sedation, to recuperate.
Idly, the others wondered if the whole "Decepticons spotted in the Arctic" had been part of Sideswipe's plot… just to get the rest of them out of the way while he performed his own special brand of 'magic'.
They just hoped Wheeljack had a solvent that could take care of the mess.
For from wall to wall, from floor to ceiling, even including the ceiling, their rather large quarters was covered in thick, long, shag carpeting. Even the desk, table, couch and berths were fully carpeted in the shaggy rug.
And Sideswipe had taken the creativity a step further, even… through inventive use of colour. The floor was a rich lime green shag, their berths and other furniture brown and grey, to resemble rocks. A strip along the bottom of the wall was a deep aquamarine, while the rest of the wall and the ceiling were a pale sky blue… complete with puffy white clouds.
And to top it all off… carefully laid out on his berth was Slingshot… his head crowned with a thick mop of bright red, loosely piled shag carpeting, resembling wild dreadlocks.
Air Raid was hard pressed not to burst out in fits of hysterical laughter, at the sight of his brother. The others were having a difficult time keeping silent too, but they did, as none wanted to listen to Slingshot's inevitable outrage at his new "hairstyle".
Fireflight wandered over to one of the 'boulders', and picked up a scrap of paper that had been resting on top of it.
He giggled, and then read out loud what was scribbled on the note. "You've been 'shagged'."
((^.^;; I KNOW it's not what you were expecting, no doubt... ^.^;; But I just had NO idea who to pair up with which Aerial... c.c; They haven't expressed any interest in anyone in my headspace [yet]))
Life's short; eat dessert first.
They didn't know how he did it.
Maybe it was better not to ask. Or even try to figure it out. One couldn't understand a force of nature like Sideswipe without going nearly insane in the process.
The Aerialbots, minus Slingshot, had been away for the day on a reconnaissance mission up north. There had been hints that the Decepticons had been skulking about in the Arctic again, so they had been dispatched to check things out, and flush out any 'cons if they ran across them.
It had given the red devil plenty of time in which to pull his -- admittedly incredible -- elaborate prank.
WHY they were targeted, they really weren't quite sure. They figured it must have had something to do with Slingshot, however, as the arrogant Aerialbot had been a part of the whole prank.
Slingshot hadn't accompanied the others to the reconnaissance mission in the Arctic, due to some heavy damage taken in their last battle. Most of the damage had been repaired, but he had still been confined to Med Bay, under sedation, to recuperate.
Idly, the others wondered if the whole "Decepticons spotted in the Arctic" had been part of Sideswipe's plot… just to get the rest of them out of the way while he performed his own special brand of 'magic'.
They just hoped Wheeljack had a solvent that could take care of the mess.
For from wall to wall, from floor to ceiling, even including the ceiling, their rather large quarters was covered in thick, long, shag carpeting. Even the desk, table, couch and berths were fully carpeted in the shaggy rug.
And Sideswipe had taken the creativity a step further, even… through inventive use of colour. The floor was a rich lime green shag, their berths and other furniture brown and grey, to resemble rocks. A strip along the bottom of the wall was a deep aquamarine, while the rest of the wall and the ceiling were a pale sky blue… complete with puffy white clouds.
And to top it all off… carefully laid out on his berth was Slingshot… his head crowned with a thick mop of bright red, loosely piled shag carpeting, resembling wild dreadlocks.
Air Raid was hard pressed not to burst out in fits of hysterical laughter, at the sight of his brother. The others were having a difficult time keeping silent too, but they did, as none wanted to listen to Slingshot's inevitable outrage at his new "hairstyle".
Fireflight wandered over to one of the 'boulders', and picked up a scrap of paper that had been resting on top of it.
He giggled, and then read out loud what was scribbled on the note. "You've been 'shagged'."
((^.^;; I KNOW it's not what you were expecting, no doubt... ^.^;; But I just had NO idea who to pair up with which Aerial... c.c; They haven't expressed any interest in anyone in my headspace [yet]))