Okay, so I was basically really bored and watching a football game. And inspiration hit me harder than the guy getting tackled face first into the dirt.

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"Okay, here is the idea. Optimus, you stand behind these guys and you wait for Ratchet to hand it between his legs back to you. Then you try to get past those guys to make a touchdown at that old building. Got it?" Sam explained to the Autobot Commander. "And what is the point of this fraggin' game again?" Ratchet asked from where he was standing next to Ironhide who was acting as an offensive tackle. Easy to assume that Ironhide was silently giddy at the thought.

Sam silently sighed to himself. How they were going to pull this off he had no idea. It was currently Optimus, Ratchet, Ironhide, and Mudflap against Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Bumblebee and Skids. Michaela and Sam were acting as referees while Jolt and Jetfire were coaching. "Oh come on Ratchet, this could be fun. Primus knows you haven't had fun since…well…let's consider it a first time experience!" Sideswipe said and tried to hold back from laughing. It's okay to tease him for now, but the tension between everyone hadn't died down yet. And he and his brother were still the main enemy.

Sam moved safely out of the way after having gotten the robots started and the two teams split up, Sideswipe's team going to Jetfire and Optimus' team going to Jolt. Sam suspected Jetfire was in charge of the Lambo twins because he was the only one that was fully prepared to use deadly force. Of that Sam had no doubts. Sam felt silly as Optimus and Bumblebee stood over him waiting to call the coin. Optimus called heads as Sam tossed the quarter up. And…it was heads. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe booed but went silent after a hit in the helm from Jetfire.

After a few minutes of huddling they split up and got into formation. Sam blew the whistle and it was on. Optimus took off as soon as the metal barrel that Ironhide had mashed into a football-like shape was in his grip. Ironhide tackled both Bumblebee and Skids who were trying to team up to jump Optimus, laughing as his weight crushed the two beneath him. Ratchet was trying to clear a path for Prime by distracting Sideswipe but Sunstreaker got away on him. Fortunately Ratchet knew that Sunstreaker wasn't going to tackle Optimus. And as soon as Sunstreaker got close to Optimus he was proven right in his assumption. Tackling the Autobot leader might scratch his paintjob. Needless to say, Optimus got his touch down.

Later:

Michaela was sitting on a window ledge and was holding a rusty pipe up to her mouth as if she was speaking into a microphone. "And the score is 10 to 7 with Sideswipe's team in the lead. Just remember fans that we're still in the second quarter so there is still hope." Sam smiled at his girlfriend from across the old parking lot they had taken over for this. He was kind of hoping that they would've gotten bored by now, but unfortunately for him; they had actually taken to it fairly quickly. This meant he'd be here for a while longer. And to prove this Optimus, who had just intercepted a pass from Sideswipe to Skids, was making a Superman-style leap over Bumblebee and landed at what was a '30' yard line.

Much Later:

Third quarter: 24 to 14 with Sideswipe's team in the lead. Sam was starting to think he was in hell. He'd had to break up a fight between Ironhide and Sideswipe, who'd been on the verge of blowing each other to kingdom come, over whether or not Sideswipe had been out of bounds when catching the return punt. "Lord, if I'd known this was going to happen I would've suggested golf instead. Nah, maybe a game of croquet. Sideswipe might knock Ratchet out with the club." Sam mumbled to himself although Jolt, who'd been next to him, heard and laughed.

It's not over yet?

Fourth quarter: 27 to 20 with Optimus' team in the lead. Any type of refereeing or coaching was ignored and the players had just started to do whatever got the points. Sam swore he'd seen Bumblebee do a rolling dive between Ironhide's legs to get to the '10' yard line. Ironhide was currently in the process of pile driving Sunstreaker and Sideswipe while Ratchet, who'd finally gotten into the game, had Skids held above his head and threw him across the 'field'. Sam leaned over to Michaela who was now sitting next to him. "Do you think it's worth trying to stop them?" Michaela glanced at him but turned her attention back to Bumblebee who had just used Mudflap as a bat to knock Ratchet over.

"Honey, if you're going to get in their way, would you answer me something?" Sam looked over at his girlfriend. "What do you need?" She smiled and kissed his forehead. "Would you rather we bury you closed casket or is cremation an option?"

Finally!

Final score: 32 to 27 Sideswipe's team unofficially wins when he made a last minute touchdown. Although he was knocked unconscious from the blow to the head with the football when he fell into the end zone, he was technically holding it since it had implanted itself in his forehead.

Sam walked up next to Ironhide.

"Word of advice: Don't throw so hard next time."

Oh wow. I didn't think it would turn out like this. Still enjoyed writing it though. Please tell me what you think. Criticism is welcome here 'cause I'm not all that great at football. I'm not even allowed to play flag football because I managed to hurt a guy that was twice my size. Please don't ask.