A Xmas story for everyone at Fanfiction.Net -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T'was the night before Christmas on board the Ark, Not a creature was stirring. Not even Rattrap. The decorations were hung with care. A tree beautifully decorated. The stockings were pinned to a railing. Snacks and drinks were neatly displayed on a stand for Santa Clause’s impending arrival. And just in case if he was Cybertronian, some low grade oilnog warmed to room temperature was held in a silver canister that was nicely decorated. All humans and Cybertronians were nestled in their beds or berth. Dancing presents and candy and snowball fights danced in their heads. I, Ratchet had just settled in my berth after giving a couple smacks to a pair of twins with my wrenches after repairing them when suddenly I awoke to the sound of footprints and engines on board the roof. I stumbled fourth to the main room as I heard a noise in fear of invading Decepticons. To my weapons I rush, all security systems I fire up and I look around and see nothing but silence when suddenly I see a large red and white figure smashing through the base. And behold its ole' St. Thundertron. His beard was dyed as white as the snow, armor painted red and white with winter furs attached to it. A bundle of goodies he held in a sack as if he were a peddler. His warm smile and rosie red merry cheeks seem to warm the room. His warm mouth was like a bow. With great speed he made for the Christmas treats for Santa. He shook his belly full of jelly as he chowed then with a grin he laid out presents under the tree with tender care. A game for Bee, sound system for Miko, books for raf, an art set for Bulk, a tool set for me, a glider for Smokescreen, Make up for thee old glitch of a spider in hold, sport gear for Jack, sword for Arcee and a cannon for Optimus. With a laugh and a twinkle in his Optic as he winked at me, St. Thundertron returned to his slay and with a crack of his whip he said "Now onward Axer, Springer, Ramulus, and onward Waspinator, Swoop, Lugnut and Starscream. To the Nemesis with you” With great speed I watched the Starseeker fly away at incredible speeds. He soared through the night sky leaving me with this message. “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night” As I settled down I began to wonder in fear, where did St. Thundertron plant the bomb for the naughty ones this year. HAPPY HOLIDAYS GUYS
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