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"They're back," Thundercracker muttered in an undertone.

"Huh?"

"The fangirls." The blue Seeker shrugged his shoulder toward a small hill.

"Carry on your work and ignore them," Starscream hissed. He turned around for a moment to retrieve something from the table behind. "Blast!" he muttered. "They're increasing in numbers. There's fifty more than there were last week."

"Slagsuckers!" Skywarp cursed with feeling. "Time was when a Decepticon could do a dastardly deed without interruption."

The other two Seekers exchanged a look. "You mean, apart from the Autobots?" Thundercracker slowly said.

"They don't count!"

Starscream sighed. "Ignore them and they'll go away." Just then something zipped by and thunked into the pole next to his hand. He looked at it dispassionately before pulling it out. It was an arrow, human-sized, and attached to it was a bright piece of fabric. "Does anyone know what this is?" His tone was weary.

Skywarp examined the object closely, steadfastly ignoring the high-pitched squealing female voices in the background. "I think..." he started then stopped.

"Yes? Out with it!"

"I think it's a human female undergarment," Skywarp said in a confused tone. "Why would they attack us with one?"

Thundercracker grunted. "I think they are trying to send a message."

"But of what sort?" Starscream wondered.

"I bet it's got something to do with mating."

As one the three Seekers turned to look at the squirming mass of female human bodies, and shuddered as a squealing uproar resounded. They quickly turned back.

"Look," Starscream stated. "The sooner we finish, the sooner we can get out of here."

"Wrong, Starcreep! You're not going anywhere."

Starscream and his wingmates looked up to see an advancing Autobot force. They exchanged glances, and nodded slightly.

"Its the Autobots!" Starscream screeched with relief. "Decepticons! Retreat!" They transformed and blasted off.

As they were leaving, Thundercracker smiled as he peered behind to see an angry mass of human females swarm the confused Autobots. He laughed. Perhaps the fangirls were good for something after all.

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"They're back," Thundercracker muttered in an undertone.

"Huh?"

"The fangirls." The blue Seeker shrugged his shoulder toward a small hill.

"Carry on your work and ignore them," Starscream hissed. He turned around for a moment to retrieve something from the table behind. "Blast!" he muttered. "They're increasing in numbers. There's fifty more than there were last week."

"Slagsuckers!" Skywarp cursed with feeling. "Time was when a Decepticon could do a dastardly deed without interruption."

The other two Seekers exchanged a look. "You mean, apart from the Autobots?" Thundercracker slowly said.

"They don't count!"

Starscream sighed. "Ignore them and they'll go away." Just then something zipped by and thunked into the pole next to his hand. He looked at it dispassionately before pulling it out. It was an arrow, human-sized, and attached to it was a bright piece of fabric. "Does anyone know what this is?" His tone was weary.

Skywarp examined the object closely, steadfastly ignoring the high-pitched squealing female voices in the background. "I think..." he started then stopped.

"Yes? Out with it!"

"I think it's a human female undergarment," Skywarp said in a confused tone. "Why would they attack us with one?"

Thundercracker grunted. "I think they are trying to send a message."

"But of what sort?" Starscream wondered.

"I bet it's got something to do with mating."

As one the three Seekers turned to look at the squirming mass of female human bodies, and shuddered as a squealing uproar resounded. They quickly turned back.

"Look," Starscream stated. "The sooner we finish, the sooner we can get out of here."

"Wrong, Starcreep! You're not going anywhere."

Starscream and his wingmates looked up to see an advancing Autobot force. They exchanged glances, and nodded slightly.

"Its the Autobots!" Starscream screeched with relief. "Decepticons! Retreat!" They transformed and blasted off.

As they were leaving, Thundercracker smiled as he peered behind to see an angry mass of human females swarm the confused Autobots. He laughed. Perhaps the fangirls were good for something after all.