Rao: Hey, Ratch, come here! There's something in this closet!
Ratch: I'm kinda busy, Rao.
Rao: Maybe you didn't hear me. I SAID, that there's SOMETHING, in this CLOSET!
Ratch: *sigh*
Ratch: *comes over*
Rao: Look inside! There's something in it!
Ratch: *opens closest door and leans in*
Rao: *shoves him in and locks it shut*
Ratch: WHAT THE FRAG- WAIT, IS SOMEONE ELSE IN HERE?
Rao: I mean I told you there's something in there.
OP: It's me. I'm the something.
Ratch: Of course it is. . . Why are you in here?
OP: Rao said there would be cake.
OP: . . .
OP: Rao lied to me.
Rao: You guys are gonna stay in there until my ship becomes canon.
Ratch: I'm gonna die in here.
OP: How can a boat become a cannon?
Ratch: stop.
Rao: Oh hey, Optimus, you left your Facebook account open on the computer!
OP: no.
Rao: I'm just gonna update this relationship status. . .
OP: NO.
Rao: Aaaanddd. . . You are in a relationship with the Autobot medic!
OP: Okay.
Ratch: Wh. . . Don't agree with her! Rao, let us out!
Rao: No. You two should get married.
OP: Will there be cake?
Ratch: nonononono. . .
Rao: A huge, five tier cake!
OP: !!!!!
OP: We are getting married.
Ratch: That requires my consent and you do not have it.
Rao: *slides diamond ring under door*
OP: Nice!
Ratch: RAO STOP IT
Rao: Well since the proposal is obviously in progress I'll just hop along and come back when said consent is present~
Ratch: DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE
Ratch:
Ratch: RAO!?
OP: *slides ring onto his finger* :)
Ratch: You just want cake.
OP: I just want cake.
Ratch: Ugh.
Author: Yo what's happening why y'all in my closet
OP: . . . why is there another person in here. . .
Ratch: Aren't you supposed to be the author?
Author: I guess? Sometimes people insert their own characters into spoofs and fanfics? Maybe that's why I'm here??
OP: So do you just live in our closet?
Author: Details don't matter.
Ratch: This is definitely not what we need right now.
Author: So I heard there's gonna be a wedding?
Ratch: You heard wrong.
Author: And weddings usually have lots of food?
Ratch: You are a stranger living in our closet you get none of our food
Author: Well you just sassed yourself out of a picklocking kit.
Ratch: Wait you have a picklocking kit? We can get out! Can I use it?
Author: What did I literally just say
Ratch: I'll give you food.
Author: I don't want your food anymore. Price has gone up.
OP: Thats not very nice
Ratch: What do you want for it?
Author: Now I just wanna help Rao out. Weddings have the best food and the best deserts. I can use some cream puffs and chocolate croissants.
Ratch: How dare you
Author: Dude we can invite Megsy.
Megs: To what?
OP:
Ratch:
Author:
Ratch: picklocking kit. now.
Author: here you go.
OP: im scared.
Ratch: This closet is big. *picks the lock and opens the door*
Ratch: Now everyone who doesn't belong here, out.
Author: I ain't leaving, you blueberry.
Megs: Blueberry?
Em: Isn't so berry clever?
Megs: stop.
Rao: Hey what are you doing out of the closet
Author: Isn't that what you wanted from them?
Megs: Okay that one was pretty clever.
Author: Thank you.
Ratch: This has been a roller coaster from start to finish.
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Transformers Prime: Spoofs and Bloopers
FanfictionTransformers Prime spoofs and bloopers! Need a laugh? Leave it to Team Prime! There are references to other TV shows and movies all over this book. I like to see how many of ya'll notice. It's pretty fun to leave them around and see who recognizes t...
