DREAM OF A FEAST
By Wes Whitten
 
Author's Note: Almost all of this story is not meant to be serious, just another fun thing I whipped up. 

 
"Well?" Cheetor asked, sitting on a bench in Rhinox’s lab. 

Rhinox set his medical tools down on the bench. 

"That’s all I can do. You took a pretty nasty hit from Inferno in that battle of yours," Rhinox concluded. 
"He started it," Cheetor mumbled.
"It doesn’t matter who started it, it matters if you get repaired or not. Now, I’ve done all I can do, you get yourself into the CR Chamber," Rhinox ordered. 
Cheetor leapt from the bench and dashed into the command center.
Cheetor sat himself inside the CR Chamber as Rhinox caught up. 
"Slow down Cheetor, your still injured," Rhinox scolded.
Cheetor shrugged as Rhinox punched in the activation code. The CR Chamber door slid shut on Cheetor. Cheetor sat back and stretched out as repairs began to be made. Cheetor wasn’t sure how long he would be in here, and was getting bored already. 

Without hesitation, Cheetor decided to shut himself down into recharge mode. He activated the sequence and his body fell into a deep sleep. 

Inside Cheetor’s mind, a dream unfurled...... 

  

 

Cheetor arose startled to find himself in a forest somewhere in the daytime. He hadn’t recalled how he had gotten here. Cheetor looked around. He was still on Earth, but he didn’t recognize any of the local landmarks. 

Suddenly, Cheetor noticed something was wrong with his body. He was now a very short and stubby robot, with more width than height. 

Cheetor became all confused as laser fire was heard in the distance. Cheetor stared in it’s general direction to see another stubby robot, in the shape of Optimus Primal run by in terror. 

"Whoa! Primal, where are you going?!" Cheetor yelled after him, but the stubby robot only continued to run. 

Cheetor turned his head back to see an army of stubby Predacons rush by, firing off all sorts of lasers and weapons. 

"I feel like I’m in a nursery," Cheetor sighed, as the large group ignored Cheetor and continued to chase after the deformed Primal.  

Cheetor sighed and then rushed after them, as fast as someone with stubby legs could. 

Cheetor came upon a clearing, where the Predacons had encircled Optimus Primal. 

"Optimus!!!" Cheetor yelled. 

This time, everyone turned towards Cheetor.

"You shut up Cheater, we have to destroy Floptimus first. We can’t destroy more than one guy at first you know, it’s the law, yes," the short Megatron spoke. 

"Cheater? Floptimus?! What’s going on Megatron?!" Cheetor spat out in a cry of confusion. 

"Megatron? Now you are be silly Cheater, now wait your turn for destruction," Megatron ordered. 

Suddenly, the Optimus Primal that was encircled leapt out of the Predacons grasp, landing directly by Cheetor. 

"Come on Cheater, let’s get back to Fax-a-fawn," Optimus Primal ordered. 

"Fax-a-fawn? Cheater?! What’s up with you guys and names?!"
Cheetor asked. 
Suddenly, the Predacons started to approach.
Optimus Primal grabbed Cheetor’s pudgy hand and ran off. Cheetor was flung behind Primal, who was looking all worried. 
"Floptimus Crimal, Deform!" the Optimus midget shouted.
Cheetor watched as the Optimus he was with converted to an ugly looking monkey form and continued to run off. 
"Floptimus Crimal, that’s a weird name," Cheetor mumbled.
"That’s not funny Eator Cheater, how do you like it when I call you by your full name?!" Primal argued, screeching to a halt. 
"My full name? I don’t have a full name,"Cheetor explained.
"Eator Cheater, Eator Cheater, Eator Cheater...." chanted Floptimus Crimal. 
At that time, the Predacons had caught up. 

"Why aren’t you running anymore?" Megatron asked, "Now I wasted

all that energy for nothing, now I have to go load up on chocolate," 

"No you won’t Eggatron, you will not endanger the Feast Wars with that act!" Floptimus Crimal shout. 

"But I have to eat! Blackasmackmea, Tearmysaur, go get me a McDonalds shake and fries!" ordered Eggatron. 

"At once!" Tearmysaur saluted. 

"Did somebody say McDonalds?!" demanded Forkanock. 

"Yes, and where’s my food?! I want food!?" ranted Eggatron.

"Why don’t you join our side Eggatron, we have all the Cheesy Poofs you can eat!" Floptimus Crimal spoke up. 
"Cheesy Poofs...?" Cheetor asked. 

"Eator Cheater, don’t tell me you ate all the Cheesy Poofs!"

Floptimus spoke sternly, arms to his side. 
"Um..." Cheetor stumbled. 

Just then, the rest of the deformed Maximals appeared.

"Where have you two been, you missed dinner!" Findnobot exclaimed. 
"No! Not dinner!" Floptimus broke out. 

"Don’t mention food..." Eggatron exclaimed, covering his ears.

"You made me miss dinner Eggatron, now you shall pay!" Floptimus cursed, dawning a dinky water pistol. 
The miniature Rhinox and Rattrap did the same.
"Finenox, Ratintrap, circle around, Cheater, cover me and don’t steal the Cheesy Poofs anymore!" Floptimus ordered. 

Just then, Blackasmackmea and Tearmysaur ran in carrying a McDonalds bag. 

"Yes, nourishment at last!" Eggatron exclaimed, snatching the bag. 

"No! Mad scramble for the fries!" Eraser, flying high, ordered. 

Eggatron devoured the whole bag before anyone could confront him. 

"Unfair, all that work for nothing," Blackasmackmea complained. 

"Did somebody say McDonalds?!" Forkanock exclaimed. 

"Shut up!" T-Ranchaloss shouted, spitting chunks of venom. 

"Don’t spit unless your at the table," Eggatron scolded.

"I’m hungry and Cheater ate all the Cheesy Poofs," Finenox complained, sitting on his rear. 
"He ate the pot pie too!" Tieatron added. 

Cheetor stared stunned as everyone looked at him evilly. 

Foestalker, Findnobot, and Folar Raw all shook Cheetor about.

"Now that our food supply is low," Folar Raw explained, "we will loose the Feast Wars!" 
"No! Findnobot, get me my own McDonalds shake and fries!" Floptimus Crimal ordered. 
"Did somebody say McDonalds?!" exclaimed Forkanock. 

Everyone turned around and fired their weapons at Forkanock. 

"Ouch, you killed me. I have to die now," Forkanock spoke. 

He died. 

"Sweet," Wuzinator and Fuz Ma both said together. 

"I like pie," Finenox spoke. 

"Where’s my food?" Floptimus asked. 

"My tummy’s rumbling, I need more food!" Eggatron exclaimed. 

"I don’t get this..." Cheetor mumbled to himself.

"Oh NO! Eator Cheater ate too many Cheesy Poofs, he’s getting a side effect!!!!" Ratintrap declared. 
"I am?!" Cheetor asked worryingly.
A gigantic explosion of smell occurred. Everything on the planet died. 

  

  

Cheetor screamed as he jolted awake. The CR Chamber’s door was opened and Slasher Red and Rhinox were standing outside the door. 

"Easy fella, you must have had some dream," Slasher Red coaxed Cheetor, as Rhinox helped him up. 

"More like a nightmare," Cheetor told her.
"Well, I hope that teaches you not to show off from now on and try to take a Predacon yourself," Rhinox scolded once more. 
"Okay, okay, I’ve learned my lesson," Cheetor gave in.  

Cheetor converted to beast mode and rushed off into the halls. 

"He’s one strange Maximal," Slasher Red said with intrigue. 

Rhinox chuckled, "He’s a pain in the rear sometimes, I have to admit,"  

Slasher Red nodded. 

"I have to go meet Dinobot, I’ll see you later?" ‘Red asked.

"Sure, see you later," Rhinox waved off as Slasher Red stepped onto the man lift and lowered herself to the ground. 
"Another weird day in the life of Rhinox," Rhinox chuckled. 

He burst out laughing.

 
THE END