More Mary Sue Garbage
By TC
Diarrhea is sitting on the mountain, testing more of her super powers. Some of the other Decepticons stand nearby, enchanted by her beauty.
Diarrhea: Lessee…fire nukes!
Diarrhea fires nuclear missiles, blowing up Canada.
Canadians: Godammit, eh?
Diarrhea: Tee-hee! Umm, lessee, I know I have so much more to offer. Oh! CD Player mode!
Diarrhea transforms and plays Peter Gabriel’s So.
Skywarp: I guess that makes you retro, eh, Soundwave?
Soundwave: Bitch…
All: GASP!
Thundercracker: I can’t believe you said that!
Blitzwing: Diarrhea’s gonna kick your ass! And we will, too! Where do you get off insulting her like that?
Soundwave: *Grumble grumble cuss…*
Megatron: Diarrhea? Love? Where are you?
Diarrhea: MEGGY!
They embrace and suck face.
Megatron: I was worried about you, love. You know how I flip out if you are not by my side for more than 1 microsecond.
Diarrhea: Tee-hee! Oh, Meggy!
They walk back to HQ. The rest of the Cons run up to them.
Starscream: Diarrhea, where have you been?
Dead End: We can’t function if you’re not around!
Diarrhea: Aww, you really missed me?
Scrapper: Of course we did! Why do you think we’re standing around saying all this stupid-ass shit?
Astrotrain: OW!
Dirge: What’s your problem?
Astrotrain: Something…bothering me…need medical help.
Megatron: Constructicons! Do your thing!
Everybody snickers.
Megatron. *SIGH*
Diarrhea: Hmm. I think I know what is wrong with him. Let me fix him!
Scrapper: You’re sure?
Diarrhea: Sure! I can do anything, remember?
Soundwave: Unfortunately.
Diarrhea transforms into microsatellite mode.
Diarrhea: All right, Train, open wide.
Astrotrain: AAAAHHH!
Diarrhea flies into Astrotrain’s mouth and goes down his pipe…
All: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
SHUSH! Anyway, she delves into his system to see what the problem is.
Diarrhea: Hmm, wonder what’s bugging him? Oh, I see it!
Diarrhea flies out of Astrotrain and transforms back to her normal self.
Diarrhea: I have detected the problem. It will require super-precision surgery. Fortunately, I can do it with all my skills.
Megatron: Ah, my beloved! So handy with a tool.
All the Decepticons bust out laughing.
Starscream: And to think I was bad!
Astrotrain: Diarrhea, can you fix me now?
Diarrhea: Sure! Just hop up on the table and put your feet in the stirrups.
Soundwave: Ew.
Diarrhea: Now I need some anesthetic.
Blitzwing: How about this? (Pulls out a sledgehammer and smashes Train with it.)
CRUNCH!
Astrotrain is knocked unconscious.
Diarrhea: O…K…time to operate!
Diarrhea turns on her scanners and pinpoints Astrotrain’s problem. She produces laser scalpels from her subspace pockets and starts cutting.
All: Wow…
Starscream: Look at the precision!
Thrust: Look at the style!
While operating, Diarrhea manages to clean the floor and pay the bills.
Thundercracker: Look at how easy she does this!
Soundwave: Look at the hamster in Astrotrain’s recharge port!
All: EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW!!
Rumble: AAH! I wondered where Peeper went!
Dirge: Peeper? That’s a geeky name!
Rumble: WAAAA! My hamster! PERVERT! (Punches the unconscious Astrotrain in the face.)
Soundwave: SIGH If it makes you feel any better, Rumble, we’ll go to Petco first thing in the morning and get you a new one.
Rumble sulkily: I suppose.
Megatron: Now that that’s done, let’s fight the Autobots!
Diarrhea: No need, Meggy. I’m setting my missiles to fire upon Autobot HQ. It’ll totally destroy them and the Autobots will be finished.
All: YAY!
Megatron: Ah, my beloved.
Diarrhea: Ready? GO!
Diarrhea fires the missiles, sending them on target with Autobot HQ, which is blown to smithereens.
All: YAY!
Skywarp: Wow…I can’t believe it. The Autobots are really done for!
Thundercracker: Now we can pillage!
All: YAY!
Diarrhea: Wait a sec! Why do we need to pillage?
Megatron: We are Decepticons, my love. That’s what we do.
Diarrhea: Oh, I don’t know, Meggy. That seems so…barbaric.
Starscream: Uh…
Motormaster; We got news for you, girlie…
Diarrhea: No! I will not hear of it! You can’t do this! (Storms off)
Megatron: SIGH I guess I better go talk to her.
Everybody makes whipping noises.
Megatron: SHADDAP!
Megatron walks down to Diarrhea’s quarters and opens the door. He finds her sitting on the bed crying quietly. Megatron’s heart breaks---
Bombshell: Wait a sec? Since when did he have a heart?
Shrapnel: Dude, remember we’re dealing with fleshie fics now, now.
WILL YOU ALL GET OUTTA HERE?
Kickback: Sorry…
ANYWAY, Megatron feels terrible for Diarrhea feeling so sad. He quietly walk up to her and pats her head.
Megatron: ARF! ARF!
Diarrhea: Huh…?
Megatron: Heh-heh. Sorry, I couldn’t resist. What’s wrong, pumpkin?
Diarrhea: Oh, Meggy…it’s just that I think Earth is so beautiful. Why do we need to pillage?
Megatron: Love, we are all wanting to get back to Cybertron!
Diarrhea: I know. But isn’t there any other way without killing everybody?
Megatron mumbling: Obviously this chick has not read any of the scripts.
Diarrhea: What was that?
Megatron: Uh, I said this brick has not bled any of the drips.
Diarrhea: Oh.
Megatron to himself: Damn, I’m good.
Diarrhea reading Megatron’s mind: Not as good as I am.
Megatron aloud: YIPE! Well, my love, we shall see.
Diarrhea and Megatron walk out to the ensemble.
Soundwave: Well, chief? What’s the first plan of attack?
Megatron: Well…I’ve decided to wait. Maybe we can get some energy without having to suck this planet dry.
All: HUH?!
Diarrhea: Oh, Meggy. I’m so happy! I’m so proud of you! Come here.
They suck face.
Frenzy: Damn…
Dirge: At least we don’t have to worry about the Autobots anymore.
All of a sudden, Omega Supreme lands outside the base. The Autobots get out.
All: WHATTHEFUCK?
Megatron: No, it can’t be! Diarrhea destroyed your base!
Optimus Prime: We know. We were out on holiday when it happened.
Skywarp: Oh yeah, where did you all go?
Bumblebee: Disneyland! You like? (Bumblebee is wearing Mickey Mouse ears.)
Rumble: I want one! OW! (Soundwave smacks him.)
Prime: Which is why we are here.
Megatron: You brought us presents? Goody goody! I’ve always wanted a Goofy doll!
Starscream: Oh, I can’t pass this one up…
Megatron: SHADDAP!
Jazz: If you ask me, he’s more like Dumbo!
Megatron: What part of SHADDAP don’t you understand?
Jazz: The DAP part.
Megatron: GRUMBLE
Prime: Actually, we have a favor to ask. Since we have no home, can we stay with you?
Megatron: Uh…
Starscream: Can’t you stay at a hotel?
Prime: Well, we would’ve if somebody didn’t blow the rest of our cash on 6000 cases of pickles! (Glares at Ironhide)
Ironhide: I told you I was sorry, Prime! The vendor said they were magical lucky leprechaun turds!
All: TURDS?!
Ironhide: WHAT?!
Megatron: Well…I suppose so, but he’s sleeping outside! (Points at Ironhide)
Ironhide: Aww…
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