I do not own Transformers. Hasbro does.

"Optimus?"

Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobot Army, was playing Super Mario Bros on the big screen TV.

Elita-1, his sparkmate and Commander of the Female Autobots, was staring at her beloved.

"C'mon! Gotta get the damn mushroom- SLAG!" Optimus hissed as his player was attacked by a goomba.

"Optimus, sweetspark, come back to bed. It's so late…" Elita pleaded, but her protest fell on deaf ears.

"Not now! I just need to get the star to beat these Koopas! Yeah! Kickass!" Optimus cheered as his flashing character ran through the turtles, sending them off-screen.

"That's it," Elita narrowed her optics and stormed towards the Tv. She grabbed the plug and turned off the TV.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Optimus wailed in anguish. "WHY, ELITA? WHY?!" His optics became all watery.

"I am sick and tired of you playing these stupid Earth games! I will not compete with a simple game machine for my mech!" Elita fumed as she grabbed the Transformer-sized NES and threw it out the window.

"MY BABY!" The Autobot leader ran to get it, but Elita grabbed his audio and dragged him back to their bedroom. "LEMME GO! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO RECHARGE! I WANT MY BAAAAAAAAABY!"

The next morning…

Elita opened her optics and rose up from her berth. "Good morning, Opti- Optimus?" She looked at the empty spot near her. "OPTIMUS!"

Optimus was playing his NES once again. "OPTIMUS PRIME!" Elita thundered. "Elita!" He yelped and shielded the NES from his angry sparkmate.

"YOU GIVE ME THAT THING RIGHT NOW!" She screamed. "No!" Optimus sobbed. Elita clenched her servos.

"NOW!"

"No!"

"OR ELSE!"

"I won't!"

Elita growled and brought out her rifle and shot at the NES, blowing it to pieces. "There." She sighed and looked at the sobbing mech.

"You killed my baby…" Optimus wailed. "Optimus, Listen to me." Elita said firmly. "That thing is NOT alive. I am. And I need you." Optimus hung head down and didn't even look at her.

"Now, come on. We're going to be late." Elita grabbed his servo and led the depressed bot out of the room.

As soon as they left, the destroyed NES began to replicate itself and its light shone ominously. "Elita-1… Terminate…" It hummed briefly before shutting off.

TBC…