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Wow, I'm using this journal.

Anyhow, trying to get into the swing of writing, so this is a Random Drabbles Meme Type Thing. Have something you want me to write? Then reply and ask away! There are only a few rules...

1) I'll write anything I'm decently familiar with. This will include: Original characters, Transformers(G1, Beast Wars, Cybertron, Movie, Animated, Prime), G.I. Joe(Original, Movie, Sigma 6, Renegades), Final Fantasy IV, Mega Man, Kung Fu Panda, Generator Rex, Bioshock Infinite, Suikoden(I-III), Bloody Roar, Legend of Korra, Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes, um... more stuff? Feel free to ask.
2) This will be first draft, so don't mind spelling errors, grammar, etc.
3) I've never really written adult situations, so I'm probably terrible at it. I'm willing to try, but I'm probably not your guy for adult stuff... y'know, like two characters doing taxes and what not.
4) Enjoy...?

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And that was when they realized there was a horrible, awful mistake on the package's microwave instructions.

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"Maybe they won't notice...?"

At first, all Raf could do was stare at Miko, then at the corner of the kitchen, where what had once been a microwave sat. Black scorch marks ran several inches up the wall, while a cloud of acrid smoke still clung to the air. Bumblebee waved a hand in front of the deceased appliance, and spat out a few angry sounding beeps.

"Of course I read the package," Raf said, and picked it up. "Microwave seven to eight minutes in container."

"Uh," Miko said, and tilted her head to one side. "Wasn't that container metal?"

"If it was metal, why would the instructions say to microwave it?"

The debate might have continued, had the conversation not been broken by the high pitch ting of a mug hitting the card concrete floor. The two humans and their Autobot companion turned to see Agent Fowler standing at the top of the stairs.

"Agent Fowler, I--" Miko began.

He just sighed. "I don't want to know."

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Six and Rex, "Don't tell Holiday"

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Contrary to popular belief, there were times when Agent Six panicked. However, years of training kept those moments well below the surface. He'd not heard the door open until it was too late, and he'd been caught red handed. Even though he had headphones on and was singing along to the song on his MP3 player(badly, he might add), he knew Rex wouldn't fail to notice something out of place. He'd trained the kid, after all. Sure enough, he stopped, took a few steps back and stared.

"Uh..."

"It's not what it looks like."

Rex's eyes went directly to Six's hand, and what it held. He typically used his swords, but at various times Rex had seen those hands turn even the most mundane of items into a deadly weapon if the situation called for it. He'd seen Six wield broken pipes, pieces of wood and on one very amusing occasion, an empty bottle. But in all that time, Rex had never seen him holding anything like that.

"Six, are those--"

He let out a barely perceptible sigh. "You haven't been having trouble with your eyesight, have you."

"Flowers." The grin appeared slowly, but spread wide enough to make the Cheshire cat proud. "Flowers," he repeated."

Six snatched a nearby vase. "Yes."

"And why are you holding flowers here in Doctor Holiday's lab, Six?"

He said nothing at first, but arranged the flowers in the vase as carefully as he might plan an attack against an EVO. He put the vase back and turned to Rex once more. "These are pink carnations, Rex. Do you know what that means?"

"Uh, Holiday likes pink carnations."

The corner of Six's mouth turned down slightly, but Rex knew his partner well enough to notice it. "No. Pink carnations are a way of saying, 'I'll never forget you.' She'd kept them in the lab ever since she first arrived. You never noticed, did you?"

"Now that you mention it... no."

"They're for her sister." Six sighed. "But with all of the work she does here, watering a plant is a pretty low priority. I can only imagine, however, how she'd feel if she noticed one day they had died."

"So..."

"So I water them when I get the chance. And if they're starting to lose their bloom, I replace them."

"Wow, Six. That's... kinda awesome."

"It's important to keep up moral, Rex. Never forget that."

"Yeah, yeah. Of course."

"And Rex? One favor."

"Yeah?"

"Don't tell her. It might make things... awkward."