Random transformers fic, this is for my younger brother! Enjoy,

Pay your Tab!

It was Friday night and everyone was out, EVERYONE! The squishies, the Autobot's, the Constructicons, The Coneheads, Skywarp, Thundercracker even Soundwave and his miniature army. They were all out enjoying the one night a week everyone looked forward to. Well almost everyone, so there sat Megatron alone in his underwater base. Well not quite,

"This is reckless, where is everyone?" the screechy sound of Starscream slammed into Megatron's audio receptors as the command centre doors flew open. In Stormed Starscream coming over to stand by Megatron in a huff. The only two mechs that were stuck home while everyone else was having a good time. No one out partied, out socialised Megatron lord of the Decepticons, something must be done.

"Let's go out", Megaton sat there musing for a while "hmm ... to the Pink Pagoda!" Megatron's eyes lit up as if he just beaten Optimus Prime. Starscream rolled his eyes,

"Megatron, the pink pagoda is a bunch of tellietubbies on roller skates in an old packing create they emptied out and stuck a juke box and some tables in."

"Yes I know, but do you want to be the only slagger that didn't go out?" he raised an optic ridge at Starscream

"It doesn't bother me" Starscream huffed as he read through a data pad.

"Skywarp and Thundercracker won't let you live it down" Megatron pointed out

"..."

"Then it's settled we shall leave the nemesis under auto-guard, and re-group with the other Decepticons at 08 hundred hours, Starscream move out" with this Megatron bounced out of his throne and pointed to the exit, over dramatically as only Megatron can.

"Must you treat this like a battle?" Complained Starscream as Megatron dragged him out of the nemesis.

So there they sat at the far corner of an empty out packing create that could fit Devastator in standing up. It was half filled with creatures that the squishies never knew existed, well except for that one old squishie sitting in the corner. The one thing that revolted Starscream the most was the red, purple, green and yellow fuzzy tellietubbies that came up to their knees skating around on roller blades in frilly aprons serving the food and drinks. He didn't let it bother him as he finished his first cube of energon.

"Well it's not that bad" commented Megatron as he ordered another round of drinks from a yellow tellietubie. Glancing over the establishment, they could see the walls were made of grey metal with a few ceiling lights.

"Megatron, this place is terrible." Replied Starscream as the waitress returned with their drinks. Megatron took a sip of his pink cocktail.

"May I join you?" the two Decepticons almost jumped out of their chairs at the sound of Preceptor's voice. They turned to see him standing behind an empty chair at their table.

"Ah, yes?! What are you doing here?" questioned Megatron as he decided it was too much trouble to beat Preceptor up and returned to drinking his cocktail.

"Tellatran 1 was giving me slag about not going out so I thought I would make my way over here for the evening" sighed Preceptor as he sat down.

"Would you like to order sir?" asked a short green tellietubbie who had just roller skated over with a tray of empty glasses.

"Err... yes, the usual" Preceptor answered while looking around at the small crowd that was gathering in the bar.

"Ok that's 1 Shirley Temple coming up" and with that the green pile of fuzz roller skated away, Megatron and Starscream started to snicker at the name of Preceptors drink. By now a soft jazz number was being played through the bar by a four piece jazz group called 'The Napkins'.

"You come here often?" asked Starscream trying to make conversation as he finished his second drink.

"Occasionally, usually when Wheeljack blows something up and Ratchets in a bad mood and decides it's a good time to perfect his wrench wielding skills"...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~25 drinks and 6 bags of pretzels latter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The evening rolled on and it was close to 3am, the bar was all but empty excluding three drunken mechs at the back of the bar who were laughing and chatting to each other. The manager of the establishment walked over to them, he was a red tellietubbie and had a tuxedo on, in attempt to give the bar a sense of class. Instead he looked like a short fuzzy object that was going to a Marilyn Munroe performance.

"Oww my neck" complained Megatron as Starscream and Preceptor fell over dragging him with them to the floor. They then found themselves staring at the fuzzy red thing.

"I am sorry sirs but it is closing time, please pay your bill of 210 energon chips" he held out his hand in anticipation at the three drunken mechs that could hardly stand.

"Do you have any money?" slurred Megatron as he emptied his sub space with 2 energon chips

"I have twenty energon chips, a piece of gum and a device with a red button" replied Starscream

"Your employer doesn't pay you much" commented Megatron as he continued to search for energon chips.

"YOU are my employer" came Starscreams reply as he pointed a finger at Megatron's chest plate

"Riiiight, how about you 'ceptor?" Megatron said as he swayed to face the other mech

"5 energon chips" came the mumbled reply as Preceptor fell on to his aft

"Wow, Optimus is even stingier then I am" said Megatron before turning to the red tellietubbie "we have 27 energon chips" he slurred as he dropped the pile of chips onto the poor tellietubie "Ha, no one charges the Decepticons ... and Preceptor" he finished before he stepped over the tellietubbie in attempt to reach the door, he was followed by Preceptor and Starscream. They got as far as half way across the dance floor before they all crashed in a pile on the ground.

The next morning Starscream woke with a horrendous CPU ache, he struggled to his peds finding it was very hard before lifting one leg to take a step forward and,

"What the...?" he cried before rolling backwards and crashing on top of Megatron and Preceptor. Who were now suddenly awake and finding that they too had CPU ache's the size of Sunstreakers' love for his paint job.

"What the slag is this?!" cried Preceptor CPU ache forgotten as he tugged at the white frilly apron that covered his body. Megatron and Starscream looked down to see that they too were also wearing frilly white aprons.

"Since you didn't manage to pay your tab, you have to work for us to finish paying off the 183 energon chip debt you still have" came the voice of the red tellietubie from the night before who walked into the room and stood with his arms folded across his chest.

"Why you" Megatron jumped to his Peds and began to run over and squish the fuzzy being that had put him in such an embarrassing situation but instead found himself spawn across the floor on top of Preceptor. He sent death glares at the smirking fuzz of red.

"WHERE ARE MY THRUSTERS!?" Megatron and Preceptor turned to Starscream who was staring murderously at the red tellietubbie. That's when they noticed that Starscreams thrusters had been removed and replaced with a wheel on each ped. They then noticed that Preceptor and Megatron's peds also had wheels on them. No wonder they couldn't stand up.

"All my employees wear roller skates, name badges and aprons it is compulsory. Now if you want your peds returned to normal all you have to do is work off your debt by waiting tables and you can be on your way, you have two hours to learn how to roller skate before the bar opens and you start work" and with that the fuzzy red tellietubbie turned on his heels marched towards the door. He paused in the entrance before adding "... and you will have to work longer to pay off your debt if you insult a customer or fight with each other." He then left leaving the three mechs in the back room looking confused and horrified.

Megatron, Starscream and Preceptor looked at each other and the horrible frilly aprons they were wearing. Preceptor was the first to come out of shock and speak.

"I guess we are stuck here until we earn off out debt" he said, optics still wide with disbelief

"Yeah, I'm not spending the rest of my existence without my thrusters" added Starscream who glanced down at his thrusterless peds.

"I will have to leave Soundwave in charge until we get back" they sat in silence for a few minutes before Megatron added, " we don't tell ANYONE about this, we will never live it down if we are seen like this" they all nodded in agreement

"hey Megatron, nice name tag" Starscream snickered as Preceptor and Megatron looked at Megatron's apron and sure enough on the top left side of the apron sat a name tag that had Megg's written on it. Megatron scrunched up his face plates at the badge.

"We all have tags" added Preceptor trying to make the warlord calm down. On both Starscreams and Preceptors aprons sat tags. Starscreams read 'Star' and Preceptor's had 'Tori'. They all sighed this was going to be a long day so they decided to learn how to roller skate.

Woo hoo, the end of this chapter. Did you guys enjoy it? Do you want me to write more? If you do please review! Otherwise you don't get to find out if the other bots see Megatron Starscream and Preceptor in aprons on roller skates XD