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Transformers: Moments
Moment 11: 'Batman'
“What are you doing?”
Startled by the sudden intrusion on my reading time, I fumbled my comic for a moment before getting a solid grip.
Looking straight up, I glared at Ironhide for nearly giving me a heart attack.
Or was it a spark attack, since I don’t technically have a heart?
Oh, never mind…
“Reading.”
“You can read pictures?”
“There are words!” I retorted defensively.
“Little ones?” He teased.
“Smartass.” I mock-growled, grabbing a nearby beanbag and chucking it at his face.
Jazz had suggested it; not only was it safer, but I no longer lost sneakers in Ironhide’s gears.
“What are you reading, femmeling?” Ironhide asked, still chuckling as the projectile bounced off his cheek.
“Batman.”
His optics dulled for a moment (I wish I had unlimited Web access like that…) before brightening in curiosity.
“You humans have strange imaginations.”
“We try.” I replied sarcastically, curling up on the couch again.
“There are so many of these ‘superheroes’ in your culture-why do you prefer this one?”
“Because he’s awesome?” I answered, eyebrow raised.
It was pretty obvious, wasn’t it?
“Batman’s undefeated.”
“Oh, really?”
Seeing the challenge in Ironhide’s optics, I closed my comic and faced him fully.
“Who would win in a battle, Batman or Barricade?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Demolisher?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Starscream?”
“Batman.”
I didn’t hesitate for a moment in my answers, and Jazz was starting to snicker at Ironhide’s confused irritation.
“Batman or Megatron?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Ratchet?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Jazz?”
“Definitely Batman.”
I grinned at Jazz’s indignant ‘Hey!’.
“Batman or Bumblebee?”
“I love Bee, but Batman.”
I scowled as Jazz started singing the ‘K-I-S-S-I-N-G Song’ in my head.
“Batman or Optimus?”
“Tie.”
Both Ironhide and Jazz went silent at my unexpected answer.
“What?”
‘What?’
“Look at it this way-Batman is badass, and daddy is badass. When two equally badass forces go at it, they cancel each other out. Thus, a tie.”
“…”
‘…’
“…What?”
Startled by the sudden intrusion on my reading time, I fumbled my comic for a moment before getting a solid grip.
Looking straight up, I glared at Ironhide for nearly giving me a heart attack.
Or was it a spark attack, since I don’t technically have a heart?
Oh, never mind…
“Reading.”
“You can read pictures?”
“There are words!” I retorted defensively.
“Little ones?” He teased.
“Smartass.” I mock-growled, grabbing a nearby beanbag and chucking it at his face.
Jazz had suggested it; not only was it safer, but I no longer lost sneakers in Ironhide’s gears.
“What are you reading, femmeling?” Ironhide asked, still chuckling as the projectile bounced off his cheek.
“Batman.”
His optics dulled for a moment (I wish I had unlimited Web access like that…) before brightening in curiosity.
“You humans have strange imaginations.”
“We try.” I replied sarcastically, curling up on the couch again.
“There are so many of these ‘superheroes’ in your culture-why do you prefer this one?”
“Because he’s awesome?” I answered, eyebrow raised.
It was pretty obvious, wasn’t it?
“Batman’s undefeated.”
“Oh, really?”
Seeing the challenge in Ironhide’s optics, I closed my comic and faced him fully.
“Who would win in a battle, Batman or Barricade?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Demolisher?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Starscream?”
“Batman.”
I didn’t hesitate for a moment in my answers, and Jazz was starting to snicker at Ironhide’s confused irritation.
“Batman or Megatron?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Ratchet?”
“Batman.”
“Batman or Jazz?”
“Definitely Batman.”
I grinned at Jazz’s indignant ‘Hey!’.
“Batman or Bumblebee?”
“I love Bee, but Batman.”
I scowled as Jazz started singing the ‘K-I-S-S-I-N-G Song’ in my head.
“Batman or Optimus?”
“Tie.”
Both Ironhide and Jazz went silent at my unexpected answer.
“What?”
‘What?’
“Look at it this way-Batman is badass, and daddy is badass. When two equally badass forces go at it, they cancel each other out. Thus, a tie.”
“…”
‘…’
“…What?”