The Energon Pub

Wet pour


“Of all the slaggin’ rust bucket piles of salvage iron!” the enraged Construction Mech grumbled as he rounded the corner.

The three Combaticons looked up, barely scattering in time as Mix Master swung the steel gerter where they had been standing.

“Eh, what’s up?” Swindle asked, not wanting the angry Mech to damage any of his goods.

“Where’s that slagger Dragstrip?” Mix master asked, as he lifted the smaller Mech up by his neck. “I’m gonna bury him!”

Swindle really couldn’t answer him, since he had just smashed his voice synthesizers.

Vortex peered from around the corner he’d scattered to. “Why’re ya gonna bury him?” his optics brightening up at a little fun.

The big Mech threw Swindle against the rusted wall of the building. “Slagger’s tracks are across my new pour!”

Oh, Vortex was loving this idea! He and Brawl looked at each other in fun anticipation. “I’ll help ya find the slagger!” they offered, not out of the kindness – either. They just liked the thought of seeing the braggart buried.

In short order, the three Mechs found Dragstrip. Vortex and Brawl helped each other cram the kicking and cussing Stunticon into Mix Master’s spinning drum. Snickering wickedly, they enjoyed the dismay of the smaller Mech.

The other Stunticons wisely stayed out of Mix Master’s way – as he swiftly went over and poured his load of liquid concrete and race Mech into another foundation, Dragstrip’s hood sticking out of the hardening mass.

Then Swindle began booking bets as to how long it would take the Stunticons to get their brother out of the concrete – and cleaned up!

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One of my earliest fanfics that I published on fanfiction.net. Penname: S.teach.SE
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Please Review

OMG, I actually all most died laughing reading this.

More stupid bullying in the Decepticon ranks.

Please review your spelling, grammar, capitalisation, punctuation, etc.

I'm not sure if the Constructicons use concrete. Don't they prefer metal?