𝐌𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲

Lil Goofy Chapter

Ratchet: Well how'd you become king then?

Mudflap: Dino of the Lake, their arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Mudflap, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.

Ratchet: Listen. Strange people lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

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Prowl: GET BACK HERE YOU DUMB FUCK!

Barricade: LET ME RUN FROM THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS!

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Skids: Mudflap won't wake up, what do I do? 

Ratchet: Did you try kicking them?

Skids: Yes.

Ratchet: I'm out of ideas.

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Elita-One: Chromia and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us.

Bumblebee: What did you do?

Elita-One: She chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and-

Chromia: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

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Chromia: BWWAAAAAAAAAA! Oh, you hear that? That's the wrong opinion alarm.

Smokescreen: That is not something you actually have installed.

Chromia: Sorry, say again? I couldn't hear you over my alarm that YOU SET OFF with your WRONG-ASS OPINION.

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Sunstreaker: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!

Sunstreaker: *aggressively throws water bottles*

Optimus: Uh... what's up with them?

Sideswipe: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.

Sunstreaker: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!

Mazikeen, crying: It's working.

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Jolt: What are you guys playing?

Mazikeen: Go Fish.

Jazz: That's a nice, safe game.

Jazz: But don't you need cards?

Mazikeen: Where do you keep the spear gun?

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Mazikeen: Oh, they left the bowl out?

Mazikeen: It says, "Take two pieces of candy."

Barricade: Nobody around though...

*Barricade grabs the entire bowl and runs off with it*

Mazikeen: NO—

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