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MEMORANDUM:

To: All Staff
From: CMO
CC: Prowl > Red Alert > Prime > Ironhide

Concerning Various Missing Items
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It has been brought to my attention through several channels – not the least of which is first hand experience – that certain items have been listed as missing by various members of the crew. The current list stands at…

“HEY! Leave that alone…yes, and that and get down offa that too! – And don’t even think that lookin’ at me all sweet an’ innocent’s gonna work, pal.”

“Squeak!”

“I’ll give you “Squeak!” C’mere!

Great, now I’ve lost track…where was I? Right, gotchya...”

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The current list stands as follows:

From Wheeljack’s Workshop:
>2x Sheets lightweight aluminium foil
>1x 2m coil electrical wire
>1x Bag of shredded packaging material

From Perceptor’s Laboratory:
>1x Packet of Energon Chips
>2x Small boxes of Engineering Grade Lock Nuts
>2x Strips Wire Wool

From Jazz’s Quarters:
>4x CDs
>1x Cardboard tube
>1x Set of handcuffs
>1x Blindfold

From Prowl’s Office:</b>
>1x Stylus
>1x Datapad
>1x Orange & blue glass paperweight

From the Twins’ quarters:
>Several copies of High Octane and Top Gear magazine…

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“Get off the keypad, you glitch!”

“Squeak-Hiss!”

"And just who are you hissin’ at?"

“Squeak!”

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“When I get my hands on you, you’re gonna… Oh, slag!!”

*CRASH-SHATTER*</b>

“Right that’s it, you’re goin’ in your box.”

“SQUEAK-GRRR-HISS-CHITTER!”

“Nevermind givin’ me verbal. My office, my rules. Clear?”

“GRRR-HISS!”

“I don’t care how much you raise your hackles an’ hiss. Box. Now!”

“Squeeak?”

“Yes, I do mean it. Go.”

“Squee...?”

“Yes, really. Gah! Don’t look at me like that!”

“SqueeEEEeeeak??”

“You have until I reach five….

One”

“Squeak!”

“Two…”

“Squeak!”

“Three…”

“Squeak-Squeak!”

“Four…”

“Squeak-Squee-Squeak!”

Four an’ a quarter…

“Squeak-Squee-Squeak-Squeak!”

“Four an’ a half…”

“Squeak-Squee. Squee-Squeak. Squeak!”

“Four an’ three-quarters…”

“Squeak-SqueeEeeEee-Squeak!”

“Four an’ seven eighths…”

“Squeak!”

“Five. Right, that is officially it! C’mere!”

“SQUEAK!”

“YEOW! Why you little…”

*Bedlam is heard*

…Fifteen minutes later…

“Where was I? Totally lost track of things, slaggin’ mongoose.”

I'm glad to inform those of you affected by the thefts that the missing items are now available for collection from my office at their earliest convenience and duly convey my apologies. Rest assured the perpetrator is, at present, in secure accommodation in a locked box, where he’ll be spending the next two hours.

Regards,

R.

“Squeak...?”
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I wonder what Jazz has been up to :p

I like how you've managed to convey so much wih just Squeaks