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Hey, I invented a new gestalt!

Title: Enter the Frostbots
Universe: G1
Rating: PG
Characters: Starscream, Combaticons, Megatron, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Prowl, Jazz, Ironhive and actually most of the Autobots! OC – new – “The Frostbots” – who combine to form “Icefighter.”
Warnings: Crack alert
Prompt: “Snow white”

Notes: Set after the B.O.T. episode but not part of any other AU. I joked with [livejournal.com profile] naboru_narluinabout a new Autobot called “Snowplough” (inspired by the Snowpocalypses of [livejournal.com profile] ultharkitty and [livejournal.com profile] artemis10002000). Naboru suggested writing a story about him, what should turn up but this prompt!

Since then I’d done more thinking and decided Snowplough was the leader of a new gestalt called Icefighter, whose components are:
Snowplough – you’ve guessed it. A snowplough.
Bobsleigh – a giant high speed toboggan
Ice Pick – transforms into just that, and is operated by Bobsleigh
Chillout – transforms to a large fan heater
Ski-lander – he’s a nifty little flier with skis for landing gear.

Very cracky, so if Crack doesn’t make you smile, recommend no readies!

ENTER THE FROSTBOTS

1. Scene – Combaticon Base

Starscream was especially happy that morning. The Combaticons regarded him warily as he hummed his way cheerfully around their base.

“You know - that was a brilliant idea, Onslaught, programming the spacebridge into a tractor beam to deflect the Earth!” he said. “So brilliant that I’ve used it myself! Unbeknown to Megatron, I have set the Earth on another trajectory – this time to move away from the sun!”

The Combaticons stopped what they were doing. Onslaught frowned. Blast Off folded his arms with a sigh. Vortex and Brawl looked at each other and Swindle simply said “So? What’s in it for us?”

“Ahha!” said Starscream. “I knew you’d ask that! Plenty, as it happens – for you all. Soon it will get very cold here and the humans will start dying. The Autobots will be preoccupied with trying to save them and whilst they do that we can steal the Earth’s resources and conquer Cybertron.”

There was a general murmuring. Onslaught and Swindle nodded approvingly. “Do we get to kill some Autobots as well?” Brawl piped up.

“Oh yes, said Starscream. Of course. That too.”

“Yess!” said Vortex and Brawl together.

*************

2. Scene – The Ark

“What was that?” said Bumblebee as a strange white object passed by the window of the rec room, closely followed by another, then another, then a deluge of the things.

The Autobots paused in the pursuit of their wholesome indoor pursuits. Ping Pong bats froze in midair, the dart about to be thrown wasn’t, the group playing ‘Twister ‘put off it’s next group contortion and the sale of Mayfair in the game of monopoly was suddenly adjourned as all optics were upon the window.

“Hey! Bumblebee squeed in excitement. It’s snowing!”

There another pause and then sudden activity, a mad rush for the little porthole type window. Then there was a lot of pushing and shoving and “let me sees” as mechs stood on tippytoe trying to peer out. “Hey – don’t squash me!” yelled Bumblebee.

“Wow!” said Sideswipe – who had managed to get there first - looking at the flurry of white descending.

“Let’s go out and play!” yelled Cliffjumper.

“Yeah!” Right on!” The games abandoned, there was a mad rush for the door.

*************

3. Scene – Prime’s office

“I don’t like it Prime!” said Prowl. “Last time there was snow in the desert like this, Megatron was drilling into the Earth’s core!”

“Indeed,” said Optimus Prime, rubbing his chin in a very troubled manner. “I too have a strange feeling in my circuits that the Decepticons are behind this.”

The Autobot leader darkened. “And I’m not gonna just sit here and wait this time, Prowl!” he said. “The time has come for action. I’m gonna ask Megatron straight out. ”

“Understood!” Said Prowl, although he raised an optic ridge. “Well you don’t have to worry, Prime! I will order the troops to stop their snow frolickings and go on full alert.”

Prime nodded appreciatively. “Good idea, Prowl, he said. “Darned good idea. I knew I could count on you.”

***********

4. Prime comms Megatron

// Megatron? //

// Prime! I trust you’re enjoying the new weather ! //

Bending down, Megatron removed the new skis which Soundwave had fashioned for him. Placing them neatly by the fireplace, the Decepticon leader sat down and took a sip of the fine also thanks to Soundwave energon.

The Autobot leader frowned. // Megatron,// he said, his voice stern and serious. // I’ll come straight to the point. I’m only gonna ask you this once! Are you drilling into the Earth’s core again? //

There was silence, and then laughter. // Why Prime – if I was – do you think I would tell you? //

Prime hesitated. Now he thought about it, he should have expected such a response. That was the trouble with being proactive. You did have to anticipate things, instead of just dealing with what turned up. // I …. It …. well I believe you’re up to something! // he said stiffly.

Reclining back. Megatron took another sip of the excellent liquid.

//Prime, did it not occur to you that it might just naturally be unseasonably cold? This planet has had several ice ages, after all! //

And that was the trouble with Megatron. He could be remarkably - logical. // Much as I hate to admit it, you do have a point, Megatron! //

Megatron chuckled, shuttering his optics. // No Prime, I can assure you the Decepticons have no part in things this time. Now - if that’s all – I’d like to get back to my après ski.

Grunting, Prime deactivated the comm. He looked at Prowl. “I really should be a little more trusting!” he said.

*************

5. Scene – the Ark

Ironhide glowered furiously. “I don’t like it, Prime!” he said. “This weather ain’t lettin’up. Whole towns are getting buried in snow.“

“Yeah!” said Jazz. “We’re doin’ what we can, Prime, but we just ain’t built for this kinda pit!”

“Yes,” Prowl concurred. “And the Protectobots – are not coping very well. It’s too cold for them.”

Prime shook his head. “Dear dear dear,” he said. “A dreadful business, this is. Well – there’s only one thing for it. You know who we’re gonna have to call!”

The others looked at each other. “We – uh - already did, as it happens!” said Prowl. The Frostbots are on their way.”

“Yeah!” said Jazz. “Only don’t say nothin’ to Hot Spot about this. Those guys are a touch sensitive about their thunder getting’ stolen.”

***************

6. Scene – rescue operation underway at a reasonable sized snow buried town, somewhere in the N hemisphere.

“They’re amazing!” Bumblebee muttered to himself as the snow rescue operation went slickly on.

It had begin with the Frostbots combining to form Icefighter, who had used his massive snow blades to carve a trench around the town, throwing the snow to one side in great mountains . Then under orders from Snowplough, the leader, the Frostbots had split into separate beings again.

Now, each was performing a vital part of the rescue mission. Snowplough pushed slowly through the streets, ascertaining where the humans were and pushing the snow back in such a way that they could get out. Bobsleigh was holding Ice Pick, hacking his way into ice clad buildings and then scooting through the icy streets with trayloads of humans, out to where chillout was warming them with his fans. Then Ski-lander was taking off across the ice packed strip, making run after run to get the humans to the warmer places in the south.

Bumblebee’s denta chattered. Like the rest of the Autobots, he was not conditioned for this, did not have the special low range temperature operations systems that the Frostbots were equipped with. Making his way across the icy street, he slid over again, landing with a crash which dented one arm panel. Damn! It had been impossible in alt mode, but this was even worse!

The minibot felt so helpless. Thank Primus for the Frostbots! But – as Bumblebee glanced up at the grey skies, laden with yet another heavy fall of snow, the little mech despaired, wondering how long it would be before the whole planet was like this. He feared it would be – and he was certain there was something really serious going on with the Earth. Trouble was, how could you tell when you couldn’t look at it from the outside?

There must be more that could be done! Then Bumblebee had an idea. Pulling out his com, he punched in some coordinates for deep space.

“Come in, Cosmos,” he said. “I’d be really happy if you’d check something out for me.”

**********

7. Scene – back at the Combaticon base after an unsuccessful attempt to tackle Icefighter

What do you mean you can’t combine?” Roared Starscream “and that you don’t want to tackle Icefighter? I thought you were itching to go kill Autobots!”

Onslaught looked at him matter of factly. “We do,” he said. “But there are a couple of problems. First the loyalty programming Megatron has installed won’t allow us to attack without his command. Second, it’s just too darned cold. As a result of that little sortie, Swindle has metal fatigue in his struts, Blast Off still has ice in one thruster and Vortex’s rotors have seized. The only one who enjoyed himself was Brawl, and that was only because he as so busy blowing holes in the snow he didn’t notice anything else!”

“ I’m simply not prepared to put my team through anything like that again,” Onslaught went on, “much as it would be satisfying to take on this – errr – what was his name?”

“Icefighter!” Starscream glared at him.

“Yes ….” Onslaught thought for a moment. “Might I suggest we do what we were going to and steal some energy resources instead, and then get out of here?” he said pragmatically. “I’ve discovered some plutonium deposits in Indonesia. That’s on the equator. It’s not so cold.”

Starscream supposed it was a better idea than demonstrating their complete buffoonery and inferiority in the snow. And it was all his fault! He should have programmed the Combaticons to be more adaptive.

“I suppose so!” he snapped.

************

8. Cosmos has commed Optimus Prime

// Are you certain about this? // Said Optimus Prime.

The little green rocket went over his observations and calculations again. // I can assure you, Prime, I have never been more certain of anything in my life!// he said.
// The Earth is definitely moving away from the sun! //

// Thank you Cosmos! // said Prime.

It was time for another little chat with Megatron.

************

9. Prime comms Megatron again

// Check the Earth’s trajectory yourself, Megatron! //

Megatron was staring at the data which Soundwave had placed wordlessly in front of him.// I already have Prime, it’s extraordinary! //

// I don’t know about extraordinary Megatron. If we don’t do something we’ll both be wandering the galaxy, homeless. We have to work together on this one! //

Megatron wasn’t listening. // That fool Starscream!// he said. // I’ll bet he’s behind this! I don’t know what he’s done this time, but I intend to find out! //

Prime tutted impatiently. Always Starscream! And he so much needed Megatron’s attention and cooperation this time.

// Anyway – here’s my plan,// he said. // I’m gonna call Omega Supreme , and I want you to assemble your triple changers. And anyone else capable of towing heavy objects in space. Together we’re gonna shove the Earth right back where it belongs. That shuttle – Blast Off, // he added // him too – he managed that Asteroid that time. //

Megatron bristled. // If it’s all the same, Prime I prefer not to be reminded of that incident! // he snapped.

// This is no time for recriminations about the past, Megatron! We need every able bodied space flier up there and pushing or pulling. //

// All right, you have my cooperation, Prime! But when I get hold of that traitor Starscream I’m gonna …. //

As Megatron embarked on a graphic description, Prime lowered the volume on the comm. It was 'old hat.' And there were other far more pressing things to consider.

*************

10. Scene – back on the Ark after the Earth has been put back in it’s rightful position in the universe.

“Well that was a close call!” Said Bumblebee as they sat in the rec room. “I’m glad Cosmos found out about Starscream’s dastardly scheme and we saved the Earth. It’s just that …” his voice tailed off.

Spike was on his feet in in instant and over to his favourite friend. He laid a hand on his arm. “What is it Bee?” he asked, noting that the others looked over with concerned expressions also.

“It’s just a bit of a shame about the Frostbots,” Bumblebee whispered. “ I was hoping they’d stay. Even if they do belong on their own land of ice and snow.”

There was a general chorus of “say – yeah’s” and agreement all around.

Yet, even as they spoke, a crackling and beeping sounded from Teletran 1. The Autobots watched, amazed and then delighted as a frozen wasteland appeared on the screen, in the centre of it, a giant igloo. In front of it, the five Frostbots lounged in recliners, cubes of energon beside their chairs.

“Hey!” said Chillout, raising his cube. The others all did likewise.

Bumblebee’s face lit up. “All right!” he yelled. “You’re still here!”

“Indeed,” Snowplough smiled solemnly. “Optimus Prime has obtained agreement from the Earth Governments that we should stay, on account of our usefulness in the recent weather conditions. We will be more than happy here at the North Pole.”

“Yeah and if you ever fancy a bit of real speed on snow …” said Bobsleigh.

“Or some glacier climbing” said Icepick.

“Or a tour of the polar bear colonies....” said Ski-lander.

“Yeah, we’re your mechs!” said Chillout, raining his cube again.

“Can we?” Bumblebee looked at Prowl.

Indeed, said the second in command. “After all that’s happened recently I am recommending to Prime that we all take a well deserved vacation!”
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