The Late Night Con Show

Dreadwing

(Lights flicker on. Knockout out enters with papers and sits down. The audience claps as the host walks in.)

KNOCKOUT:

Good evening, mechs and femmes and other friends. This interview was... strange for us backstage- mostly due to the fact that we had to dabble in voodoo. (he chuckles nervously.) Everyone, meet the, suppose-to-be-late, General Dreadwing.

(Dreadwing walks out; he seems confused. The audience claps, but wearily because of the giant hole in his chest.)

KNOCKOUT CONT:

Welcome back to, well, life, Dreadwing. How has the Allspark been serving you?

DREADWING:

Alright, I suppose. Unfortunately, I have not seen my twin. In which has been concerning me for the time.

KNOCKOUT
How depressing; I'm sure you'll meet him again soon. By the way, if you don't mind the question, Watcher732 asks, "How did you feel about Skyquake's death?"

DREADWING:

In short: devastated. We've been together for so long. However, I knew he would wish for me not to mourn his death, but to honor him by living and filling my place by Megatron's side. (shake head) Granted, that did not last very long.

KNOCKOUT:

Thank you for that insight. Watcher, again, asks "whats your favorite color and what kind of music do you like?"

DREADWING:

My favorite color has to be green; after all, it was my twin's color scheme. Navy is a close second: it's a very admirable color. I never got to learn Earth music, so I will stick to Cybertronian melodies.

KNOCKOUT:

Ah yes, the taste of home. One more question before we send you back to the Allspark: Why did you join the decepticon cause?

DREADWING:

My twin and I both agreed with Lord Megatron's wisdom. His words swayed us to join; we believed it to make us noble heroes. My judgment appears to be wrong now.

KNOCKOUT:

Alright. (laughs nervously) This has been our most depressing interview so far; hopefully the next one isn't as-

(Someone appears to be talking to Knockout backstage. Knockout nods then smiles in amusement.)

KNOCKOUT CONT:

Really? Hmm. (Turns back to the audience) That's all the time we have folks! Don't worry, we have another guest coming in soon! Thank you Watcher for asking and Dreadwing, who we were forced to revive! Goodnight!

(Audience claps as lights flicker off. However, there is a light still on as vehicons try their best to put the general down. The light flicks off)