Ooh! Ooh! I want Dinobots and the kitten! :D

Baseball playing Dinobots sound fun.

I'll go for "inspired" Dinobots. ^^

bath-time Dinos for me..

ack... someone took bath time dinos, i didnt see that... ok then.. Dinos at Disneyland

Right. Let's give this a shot shall we?


Dinobots and the Kitten

"You Dinos just stay right there okay? I'll be right back!" Spike told the Dinobots, before running off to the library.

It had been a pretty busy week for Spike. With his school's international exchange event coming up, his class was assigned the task of making preparations to welcome the students from the Tokyo High school.

What was even worse was that, aside from the usual task of needing to prepare a classroom for their foreign guests, they had to hold a lunch buffet for them as well.
As he had volunteered to help, Spike was told to go get some furniture and crockery needed for the buffet, as well as to get some food. Since every other Autobot was busy for the day, and the Dinobots were free (not as if they were ever doing anything), Spike recruited their help. It made sense as well, since there wasn’t anyone else better at hauling large, heavy objects than the Dinobots.

As the library was along the way back to his school campus, Spike took the chance to return some books of his that were overdue. This was natural of Spike, always a nice young man, who was always polite and courteous. However, at times he proved he did not have the sharpest of minds around.

Leaving the Dinobots alone unattended that very moment, was proof of that.

“W…here….Spike…go…?” Sludge asked, breaking the silence amongst the Dinobots, a rare event.

“Me Slag bored. Want to put stupid table down,” Slag grumbled, as he shifted about with a huge table strapped onto his dino-back.

Grimlock stood about silently, with a neutral expression on his face as if in deep thought. Never mind that he was just doing his darnest to recall what alphabet Cookie Monster taught today on this morning’s episode of ‘Sesame Street’.

Just as he was about to ask the other Dinos whether they could recall this essential piece of information, a faint, yet sharp sound, suddenly pierced the air. The sound of…a cat’s meow?

“Who say that?” Grimlock asked out loud, addressing it to no one in particular.

All the Dinobots turned in unison towards the direction of the sound, and was only until they looked down (way far down) that they found their answer. Standing alone by a trashcan was a tiny kitten.

Granted that nearly everything looked tiny next to the five massive Dinobots, but even then, the kitten was tinier than usual.

“There kitty!” Swoop exclaimed, obviously worried for the little creature.

“So what?” Slag snapped, his disinterest in the little animal overwhelming.

“What cat doing here?” Snarl asked flatly, just wanting to get back to the Ark as soon as possible.

As the Dinobots began to break out into their usual bickering session, Grimlock couldn’t take his eyes off the little kitten for some reason. Despite the loud shouting and growling from his comrades (in addition to Swoop’s squawking), the kitten merely stood at the same spot, staring right back at the massive T-rex.

“You, kitty, lost?” Grimlock asked the kitten, in a tone that was gentle, curious, and somewhat timid.

Here was an animal that was many times smaller than he was, barely up to his knee. Yet there it stood, looking back at the Dinobot with its large, brown eyes, innocent and unafraid.

The kitten wrapped itself around Grimlock’s foot, meowing softly and making the Dinobot feel immensely uncomfortable.

Grimlock asked the kitten another question, but again, merely getting another meow from it in response. Grimlock began to scratch his head and think, trying to figure out this strange animal that he had seen a lot of in cartoons, but never really got to interact with. If that orange cat in all the comics he had read could speak and drink coffee, surely this one couldn’t be any different?

Just as Grimlock was about to yell at the other Dinobots to keep their bickering down, being unable to focus on his task at hand, they heard Spike exit the library. The loud slam of the library door startled the kitten, and it instantly darted away into a faraway alley.

“Heya Dinos, sorry to keep you all- hey what are you all doing?”

Grimlock looked on helplessly as the kitten ran away, his question to how cats could drink coffee remaining forever unanswered…

-lol- Cute... XD

omg... cuteness abounds! =D

Bathtime Dinobots

The doors opened with a hiss, as five, dirty, muddy Dinobots stomped into the room. Covered in mud, sand, oil and bits of Decepticon, it was just another day in the aftermath of a successful battle.

“Good work today in defending the city, everyone. Let’s all clean up and get a good recharge. Dismissed!” Optimus Prime had said, obviously pleased with the hard work everyone had put in.

As the Dinobots were feeling especially proud of themselves today (knocking down all six jets by throwing Rumble from your mouth was nothing to sneeze at), they decided to take Prime’s advice of ‘cleaning up’, and decided to head to the washing bay in the Ark.

“We, Dinobots, now ‘clean up’!” Grimlock bellowed cheerfully, waving his arms in the air to get his point across.

“You, Slag, bring brushing stuff?” Grimlock asked his second-in-command.

“Me Slag, bring brushing stuff,” Slag confirmed, lifting his head up and showing the brushes dangling from his horns.

“You Swoop, Snarl, bring soap stuff?”

“We bring soap stuff, Grimlock!” Swoop squawked happily, as he and Snarl showed Grimlock two massive bottles of shampoo.

Grimlock nodded in a satisfied manner, before finally turning to Sludge.

“You Sludge, bring towel stuff?”

“Y….es….Grimlock,” Sludge nodded slowly, holding up several large towels that he carried on his back.

“Then Dinobots, begin ‘cleaning up’!!!!” Grimlock roared enthusiastically, as he and the other Dinos began charging towards the submerging pool.

With a loud splash and waves large enough to drown several small animals, the Dinobots were happily soaping and scrubbing themselves away in the pool.

It was only until several minutes later did their little washing up party get interrupted by a loud scream. The Dinobots all turned around to see who their new guest was, only to see a mortified Tracks.

“Hello Tracks!” Swoop greeted the corvette cheerfully.

“What are all of you DOING?!” Tracks asked in a horrified tone.

“Me Grimlock, ‘cleaning up’!” Grimlock replied matter-of-a-factly.

“You morons!!!” Tracks said, almost screeching. “I spent all day cleaning this room during my cleaning duty, and you all just come tromping in here, getting mud and soup EVERYWHERE!!”

“Me Grimlock not moron, me high-gee-nick!!”

There wasn’t a single person in the Ark that day that didn’t hear the screams of the blue Autobot warrior that day.

*splorfles* oh priceless, PRICELESS!! What? Tracks didnt expect the place to get messed up again?

Bwah! Poor Tracks. I know exactly how he feels.

Dinobots... on the internet!

With a side of Swoop's new indie j-rocker penpal from Japan. ;3

Intellectual Dinobots.

I want Cartoon Watching Dinobots! :D

It was a quiet afternoon in the Ark. Most Autobots had gone out either on patrol or were resting in their quarters, and the hallways were quieter than ever.

One lone figure however broke the silence as it tried to walk as silently as possible through the hallways. Swoop, with a laptop that he borrowed from Chip under his arm, ‘tip-toed’ through as his optics looked from side to side.

After a few moments, he sat down in a corner, thinking he had finally found a private spot. With much excitement, he placed the laptop on his lap and gently flipped it open and watched it turn on.

Swoop had barely begun typing, when suddenly he was interrupted by a loud voice.

“BAM!!! Heya Swoop!! Whatcha doin’? ZOOWWIEE!!!”

Swoop nearly leapt out of his skin, and quickly closed the laptop before turning around to see Warpath, as well as Jazz and Sideswipe.

“Oh! Hello Warpath, Jazz, Sideswipe. Me Swoop, no doing nothing,” the Dinobot replied, trying his best to sound casual.

“Heya Swoop. Doin’ nothing you say? But you’ve got a laptop there!” Jazz chirped, pointing out the silver laptop that Swoop was vicariously defending.

“Yeah Swoop, why so secretive eh?” Sideswipe grinned, as he leaned closer towards the Dinobot.

“Uhh…” Swoop uttered, as he began to strain his simple mind, trying to think of a good excuse. He knew it was impossible to ever outwit ‘bots like Sideswipe, Warpath and especially Jazz, but he knew he had to try.

“Computer…need…internet connection!” he finally responded, confident that his answer would satisfy the trio.

“Y’wanna use the internet, Swoop? Why don’t you just come to the lounge then? We’ve got Ethernet ports there!” Jazz suggested, as he jerked his thumb in the direction of the mentioned room.

“Yeah, Swoop. POW!! It ain’t no fun to just WHOOOSH! Sit here in this isolated spot,” Warpath agreed.

“Or….do you WANT to be alone??” Sideswipe suddenly sneered, with an extremely dangerous grin on his face.

“Uhh, yes! Me Swoop, want to use Internet by Swoop self!” Swoop stuttered, words taken out from his mouth.
“There’s only ONE reason why anyone would wanna use the ‘net on his own!!” Sideswipe cackled.

Suddenly, Sideswipe sprang forward and snatched the laptop from Swoop’s hands. As the warrior was far more agile than Swoop could ever hope to be, Swoop could only stare helplessly as Sideswipe began fiddling with the laptop to see what the Dinobot had been doing.

“No, Sideswipe, wait!! Me Swoop doing things, no can look!!” Swoop wailed, trying to reason with the mischievous Lamborghini.

“Meh, don’t worry Swoop!” Sideswipe replied casually, as the laptop began to warm up and exit standby mode.

“I know a LOT of good sites I can point ya too,”

Swoop clenched his teeth as he braced himself for the inevitable wave of teasing from the other Autobots – that never came.

“Awwww, what the heck? THAT’S what you were doing??” Swoop heard Sideswipe groan in disappointment.

“BANG! That be just plain ol’ e-mail!” Warpath added.

“Of course it is, you sick monkeys!” Jazz laughed, as he snatched the laptop from Sideswipe and returned it to Swoop.

“Now let’s leave the poor guy alone,”

Jazz then quickly shooed the other two Autobots away, before turning back and giving Swoop an assuring smile.

Finally alone, Swoop heaved a sigh of relief, before sitting down and began to read his newest e-mail.

‘Heya Swoop!,

How have you been? I hope you’re doing well. I know you’re always busy fighting the Decepticons and all, so don’t worry if you can’t get back to me that quickly. Just a quick e-mail to tell you that my band’s recent concert went great! Wish you were there. :( Maybe next time, I’ll get my managers to send us to America for our next gig. Then maybe we can finally meet each other! That’ll be so great, don’t you think?

Anyway, I’ve got to run! Take care, and miss you loads!

- Sakiyo’

Swoop gave a contented smile, as he gently began to punch the keyboard with his index fingers, slowly but surely typing his reply…

D'awwwwwww. That's so cute! *heart*

Dinobots getting praised, of course.

Clever Dinobots outwitting the Twins, please.

Dinobots with children!