INT. MOUNTAIN CAVE -- NIGHT
OPTIMUS PRIME stabs MEGATRON in the back of the thigh with a large purple crystal.
MEGATRON: It's not warm enough.
OPTIMUS PRIME: Well it should be, I got it from ABOVE GERMANY! A haha!
In the corner of the cave, a ROTTING SHEEP squirts its rancid juices on both of them.
FADE TO BLACK.
YOU ARE READING
Drawings from the Thing attached to the Eyebrows
RandomCome for the pictures. Stay because insanity is irrational, and it's not rational to stay.
