This is Crazy, but I'm in the Bayverse!

There and Back again

The ship finally returned for Megatron and RobustShell; who happened to be absolutely drunk. It's very clear they are really intoxicated without looking into their optics. Megatron and Robustshell are unable to walk right. Their armor was decorated in graffiti and stained in some high grade energon also being a form of Vodka in Cybertronian culture.  The two stumbled into the ship landing on top of each other as they look physically older.

   "Off to nevahland!" Robustshell raises a energon bottle that has the face of a imaginary character. "BBlluueeee!"

   RobustShell hiccups.

  "Do I knuuww youu?" RobustShell said, in a drunken voice."'Nice perpella--Sexy!"

   Megatron's cloak has some stains more than his armor.

   "Can I have some chairs?" Megatron asks, sounding so drunk he couldn't have made a correct choice many hours ago. He hiccupss ever so bluntly. "Nooo....I like sssome gurnella bars!"

      StoorageBait covers his mouth,trying to stifle a laugh.

    Starscream and the others were startled at this.

      "H-...Ho...How..How..." Starscream is trying to speak his mind. However, he is left speechless by the age-gap between RobustShell and Megatron. His optics glare at the crowd. Almost as if they were daggers instead of robotical-sensory mechanical gadgets that helped in sight.RobustShell and Megatron are making some unusual comments

   "I-I-i-I want some honeeeey!" RobustShell said, waving her bottle. Her optics are different, her voice sounds more matured, and her armor appears to have changed to being part of some big vehicle. To be more specific it's a purple and light gray Furai. "I need chocolate---OOOH Megatraawwwn there's no gurnella bars on baoard!" 

     RobustShellwaves her small servo in the air. "What arrrr gurnella buurss?"

     "Energon bars of chocolatee!" Megatron drabbles, his optics sparkling almost like gems sized into hideious metal.

     "AHHH!" A Decepicon shrieks. "MEGATRON IS DRUNK!"

     A cybertronian rat darts  underneath Megatron mamking him a little wibbly-wobbly.

    "Forestt bulll!" Megatron is slurred in his words. "Off too tea weapon room, everieewon!"

   The Decepticons could not believe their audios in what he is saying, but  They decided to go alone what he is orderiing them. Megatron grabs RobustShell (who is hicupping) around her waist, and lead them to the weapons room that had teleportation currently on. Megatron's heidious optics can tell a far more idea sprawing in his processor.

   "Weree aree wee going?" RobustShell's voice is really slurred.

  "Too steal tea staff of almegordion, honey." Megatron enters the room then put in the cordinates. He has been drunk for a really long time. No telling what he can do in a few days without high grade energon or vodka. 

   Starscream's jaw drops as he heard Megatron say 'Honey' towards RobustShell.

   "If anniewon  gets en our why...they must bee anniliated!

  In a flash  the entire group is gone.

   Lets fastforward two days and four megacycles later.

  "I am so dirty!" Deframe immeatedly complains, as he is the first to appear. There is green junk all over his armor and dark dirt see on his heels. He walks out the door shouting; "This is so wrong covered in SEAWEED!"