chapter 19: MAMMON'S MAGNIFICENT MUSICAL MID-SEASON SPECIAL

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The scene begins at the base.

Optimus prime: where's Fizzarolli?

Caddy: oh yeah. He told me and Blitz that the clown pageant was today.

Ratchet: clown pageant?

Blitz: it's this thing that Mammon does every year to find a new face for his clownish brand. Fizz always wins.

Caddy: I remember when he first promoted the whole thing.

The scene then cuts to Fizzarolli freaking out about the pageant.

Fizzarolli: Oh fuck! Mammon is gonna notice that! Ozzie, where did my foundation go!?

Asmodeus: this is the 10th year in a row you've done this stupid pageant, froggy. And you win every time. How come you're always so dead set on this?

Fizzarolli: I wanna make Mammon proud, okay? He's really passionate about the craft of clown. He expects perfection so I gotta be perfect.

Asmodeus: Fizz, you ain't perfect. Nobody is. How about you sit this one out and let someone else take the spotlight. You deserve a break, or a vacation where you don't have to fend off creeps the entire time.

Fizzarolli: I had to fend off creeps before the robots. I just have thirstier ones now. Besides I just have to do this.

Asmodeus: let me rephrase. I don't like how many creeps you have now thanks to Mammon. And I don't like designing sex toys with your likeness for him. Pretty sure you feel the same

Fizzarolli: I just don't think about it, a toy is a toy. Look, Oz, I'm fine. Working for Mammon is a big deal to me. He's been my idol since I was five, I can't just not compete, I'd be letting him down. The fans down.

Asmodeus: Mammon can eat my ass! In a bad way! Fizz, I've known that guy since the thirteen primes--

Fizzarolli: the what?

Asmodeus: since the start of hell are he fucking sucks. Always has. He doesn't even do clown shit anymore. (Sigh) I just don't want you doing all this for someone's approval. Sometimes heroes let you down.

Fizzarolli: I know, Oz. But this is for me. I don't wanna lose.

The scene then cuts back to the base with Felicity watching the FNAF movie for the 600th time until Blitz got a phone call.

Felicity: Blitz!

Blitz: I'm answering!

Blitz then used a spoon full of crushed up rats to feed his son Orion Pax and then answered the phone.

Blitz: Hello?

Asmodeus: (through phone) is this Fizz's former bestie, then lifelong enemy, then recent hero, now newly rekindled sorta friend Blitz?

Blitz: That's a weird way to put it but eeyup, that's me.

Asmodeus: this is Asmodeus.

Blitz: oh shit, the big Oz himself. Is there a reason you're calling me on the weekend your sin- siness? Sinfulness? Sin- royal big man?

Asmodeus: you've lived rent-free in Fizz's head for years so I can't help feel he values your take on things.

Blitz: yeah, I was the only one who had the stronger opinions. Yeah, like one time he tried convincing me that juggling was cool, but it's only a little cool at best.

Asmodeus: look he's dead set on re-entering Greed's yearly clown pageant.

Blitz: wow, big fuckin' surprise there.

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