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Eastry - TF Seeker Special
IMPORTANT - read the AUTHOR'S NOTE first!!
Thundercracker raised an optic ridge at the sight his two trinemates made Starscream was standing with his arms crossed and a sour expression on his facial plates, while Skywarp was grinning widely and holding an oversized bag of... something. The familiar glint in his optics said a lot about just what purpose those object would serve.
In other words, not good for somebody.
Is there something you wanted?
Yeah! Warp chirped, nearly bouncing towards him. He thrust the bag open, showing its contents to the Air Commander.
The blue seeker hesitated briefly, then took a peek. He frowned. Those didn't look too dangerous or prank-worthy. What is it?
It's for Eastry!
Eastry? What the slag was eastry? He crossed his arms and cast a questioning glance at the other.
Skywarp was eager to explain. It's a human holiday. They celebrate a bunny laying coloured eggs, and giving them to the fles
Easter KissesEaster Kisses
April, please! Anything but that!
A calm question. Casey, what did you so?
I... broke your crystal plates.
And what did you promise?
A resigned sigh. To do anything you want to make up for it.
Correct. Now, put. it. on.
Rodents and Gentleturtles! April O'Neil called with a smile, gesturing at the confused Clan seated on pillows and a chair before her. First, I wanted to wish you a Happy Easter. And second, I would like to introduce you to a very special guest. She looked at the open doorway expectantly.
After a few moments, when nothing happened, she cleared her throat loudly.
There was a heavy sigh, and a white figure moved slowly inside, hopping a few times when April glared at him. The man was dressed in a full-body bunny suit, complete with large feet, giant ears, a fluffy tail and a small black cap with whiskers attached to the man's nose. And
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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