Well it's been 3 years… but here is another chapter I found lazing around on my computer … Not sure if I will continue this story or not.

High School Never Ends … Ever

Thundercracker woke up and immediately groaned in frustration. Swimming Carnival day or as Thundercracker has nick named it so fondly, the day of doom; Unicron's Coming… And it was Only a Tuesday. Blaster was still sleeping soundly so Thundercracker pulled himself up and stared blankly at the wall. He stayed like this until a giant air horn sounded throughout the building.

"Up and at' 'em" cried a voice over the magically appearing speakers. Blaster fell out of bed being so rudely awaken from recharge. "Swimming carnival begins at 0900 hours," Thundercracker groaned lying back down and pulling his pillow over his head.

~*Time Skip*~

Thundercracker blinked and came back to reality. Apparently in his half sleep zombie state he had managed to get to the cafeteria and was currently watching Starscream and Bluestreak talking about floating techniques while Skywarp in a giant bikini walked around with a beach ball. Honestly Skywarp had probably gone mental and was now considered insane by half the mechs present. Omega supreme was the only one excluded from the events because of his sheer size. Soundwave was currently being squeezed into his eighteenth pool ring in an attempt by his paranoid cassettes to keep him afloat. Thundercracker sighed and followed Skywarp out the door towards the pool, he didn't want to be late for his own funeral.

"Welcome to the Autobot Decepticon swimming carnival extravaganza! I am your Host Long Haul and this is my sidekick Bone Crusher. How's it looking out there Bone Crusher?" came the announcement over the huge PA system set up. The Pool had a giant viewing platform adjacent to it with seating on the far side. On the mezzanine floor sat a hyped Long Haul who along with Bonecrusher had managed to get out of swimming to run commentary.

"The stands are filling up here at 'that-giant-swimming-pool-that-appeared-out-of-nowhere-yesterday-and-will-be-gone-tomorrow-how-is-that-possible-pool' so many lively faces as they arrive for a day to be remembered." Responded the cheery Bone Crusher Who stood amongst the seating. Lazerbeak glared up at him and let out a disagreeing squawk.

"Up here we can see that the stands are packed either side of the pool. Is it crowded down their Bone Crusher?" Responded the even cheesier Long Haul who was practically bouncing in his seat next to the elder.

"Well I'm here with Thudercracker, Long Haul." Cried Bone Crusher pulling the unfortunate seeker that just happened to be walking past over to him. Thundercracker looked murderous as Skywarp draped herself over one of his wings "Are you looking forward to showing your swimming skills in today's carnival?"

"To start to day is the Butterfly" Cried Long Haul over the PA trying to distract the Cybertronians' from Thundercrackers current attempt to remove Bone Crushers head from his body. Which was only being prevented by Skywarp, who; was posing with Thundercracker in her bikini restricting his movements. Apparently according to Skywarp the only good thing about a swimming carnival was flaunting her temporary femme body. Don't worry; Ratchet has her in for psychiatric evaluation.

"First in the 'lake of doom' is, from left to right, Hook, Sideswipe, Frenzy, Lazerbeak, Bumblebee, Wheeljack, Blaster and Skyfire," he continued looking at his now very bruised announcement counterpart. Said mechs in question stood at their podiums trying to look confident. Hook was glaring at everyone convinced the universe has conspired against him; Sideswipe was Bouncing up and down in excitement with what looked like giant water balloons. Frenzy was holding on to Lazerbeak for dear life while said bird just sat there. Bumblebee happily bounced on his podium waving at his fellow Autobots, probably the only mech there who was looking forward to the day. Wheeljack was fiddling with what appeared to be artificial swan legs attached to him, Blaster looked determined and Skyfire looked, well… just plain horrified. Suddenly a large shot rang out. All the mechs leapt into the water, except Sideswipe who paused to throw water balloons at a now furious Sunstreaker.

"And their off, have you seen such form, Blaster pulls into the lead closely followed by Frenzy and Sideswipe, Skyfire has sunk to the bottom and doesn't look like he will be resurfacing any time soon as Lazerbeak floats past. Wheeljack is moving like lightning! But only in left circles… Hook and Bumblebee are neck and neck for fourth, here comes the finish line... wall… Pool end? And Blaster wins closely followed by Frenzy! Wow Bone Crusher what an amazing first race" Cried Long Hall.

"Yes what a normal race we have had! I highly doubt it if the rest of the day will run the same. I'm here with Megatron what did you think of the first event" Bone Crusher then shoved the mike in Megatron's face. Who then proceeded to start talking about conquests.

"And back to our eye-in-the-sky" Bone Crusher added over top of the ranting War Lord. Sunstreaker glared down at Sideswipe before jumping in and trying to tear him limb-from-limb. It took the entire race crew, four flotation devices and a bag of Energon crisps to clear the pool.

"Right, moving on; and here at the breaststroke we have from right to left; Prowl, Thrust, Buzzsaw, Tracks, Huffer, Thundercracker, Sunstreaker and Dirge." Prowl nods in acknowledgement at his name, Thrust looks nervous, Buzzsaw lets off a little squawk when his name is said. Tracks casts a pose and throws a grin at the femmes in the audience, Huffer looks determined, Thundercracker stands their indifferent watching Sunstreaker who waves at the audience and Dirge who is clinging on his podium for dear life.

Jazz suddenly appeared rolled up to the starting blocks into the pool and out the other end. Why? Because he's Jazz. He then rolled up the stairs and onto the seat next to Optimus Prime before resuming snoring really, really loudly. Sunstreaker blinked and stared at where Jazz fell in the water in front of her.

The row of Autobots and Decepticons positioned themselves like athletes with a look of determination on their faces; in some cases trying to figure out how not to drown. Suddenly the starting gun went off and the eight mechs launched themselves headlong into the pool. Huffer sank straight to the bottom doing only what could be described as the kicking chicken. Even after hitting the bottom he still didn't stop jerking. Buzzsaw fired up his thrusters propelling him halfway across the pool before getting flooded and just sitting on the surface and slowly floating towards the edge. Prowl sank straight to the bottom and started walking to the other end of the pool. Thrust just thrashed wildly legs and arms in every direction trying to stay afloat. Tracks synchronized his movements to do an actual credible demonstration of breaststroke. Thundercracker is still on the starting line dangling his peds in the pool. Sunstreaker is using a floaty covered Rumble as a kick board and Dirge is pulling himself along the lane dividers.

"Here we go folks, Thundercracker and Huffer are down for the count, Buzzsaw soars into the lead but gets his carburettor flooded, here comes Prowl slowly but surely, the robo-cop makes his way slow but steadily, Tracks speeds out in pursuit of Buzzsaw, No wait Thundercrackers back in" cries Long Haul leaning over the podium watching Starscream push Thundercracker off his starting block into the pool.

"Slowly but surely Dirge, Thrust and Sunstreaker are all even making their way towards the finish, Robo-cop is right behind Tracks, Tracks overtakes Buzzsaw leaving him behind in his wake. Its neck and neck as robo-cop and tracks approach the finish. And Tracks wins the race! What a spectacular show of events. Stay tuned as we will be starting the next event soon after we fish Huffers body out of the water." Announced Bone Crusher as Huffers body floats along the surface un-moving.

The remaining mechs crawl out of the pool. Thundercracker looking murderous as he stalks of to look for the suddenly missing Starscream. Mechs shuffle around as the new competitors step up to the podium of impending water torture.

"In today's third event; the Backstroke we have, from the middle outwards Starscream, Bluestreak, Shockwave, Megatron, Optimus, Iornhide, Mix Master and Ravage." Ravage yowled in disgust, Mix Master shook his fist at Long Haul, and Starscream is talking to a very nervous Bluestreak. Shockwave stands there complaining about how illogical this all is, Iornhide is determined and pumped, Optimus is rolling his optics at Megatron's speech.

The gun goes off, Starscream kicks off using his wings to keep himself afloat and yelling encouragement at Bluestreak in the lane next to him. Shockwave was there on his coffee table. It was upside-down with one leg removed as Shockwave used it to paddle along. He was immediately disqualified and sent back to the bench. Ravage slowly doggie paddled to the other side.

"Here we go Megatron and Optimus powering into the lead, ravage is making good progress, followed by Mix Master, Starscream and Bluestreak neck and neck making steady progress, wait there goes Iornhide, wow straight passed a stunned Optimus and Megatron. Wait Bluestreak has sunk, Starscream has not stopped to help and powered past Mix Master the fatty…" But Long Hall was then severely injured by a flying ravage that had been thrown quite well by said mech.

"And there we have it folks Iornhide the power house first, joint second the fighting Optimus and Megatron (who were now in a full on fight to get out of the pool) followed by Starscream in third" Bone Crusher quickly finished.

Ravage crawled down the tower shook her body twice and sulked off to the towel rack. Starscream was helping Bluestreak out of the pool when Thundercracker pushed him back in and Mix Master was currently yelling at poor Scrapper who was his closest teammate.

"Now for the femme relay race, in team one the beautiful Bluestreak, sleek Sunstreaker, boisterous Blaster and the fabulous Frenzy " Started a groggy Long Hall who had somewhat regained consciousness. Bluestreak blushed at the compliment. Sunstreaker put her hands on her hips and smiled confidently. Blaster then proceeded to wave to the crowd while bouncing in her spot. Frenzy just grimaced at the comment.

"In team two we have the indestructible Ironhide, harpy Hook, stunning Skywarp and the ridiculously good-looking Ramjet " Iornhide stood her arms crossed glaring down to the end of the pool. Hook proceeded to fling a passing Rumble at Long Hall but he only bounced off the side of the building and back into the pool. Skywarp posed in her bikini, Thundercracker and Ratchet were convinced she had a screw loose and were planning their ambush for after the race. Ramjet looked confused before shrugging it off. Suddenly the starting shot rang out.

"Here they go the lovely ladies, Bluestreak is using the sunk Rumble as a kick board and Iornhide goes flying past. Bluestreak is struggling with all her might and Iornhide taps the pool edge; in goes Hook what a splash! Off she goes but Bluestreak is gaining, There Sunstreaker has taken over hunting down Hook and closing the gap but Hook makes it. In with Skywarp, whoa what a powerhouse as she streaks away from Blaster who has just taken over for Blue. Wait Blaster is gaining, look at that folks both Blaster and Skywarp tap the edge at the same time! Its up to Frenzy and Ramjet! Look at them go! … There still going…. And going…. Neck and neck ... there really slow… wait they've sunk! No false alarm they're still; and Ramjet wins by a nosecone!" The crowd cheers as Iornhide, Hook and Skywarp lift an exhausted Ramjet onto their shoulders. Ravages head popped out of the pile of towels Growling as Frenzy climbed in hiding from any other swimming events.

"And now the final event! The Bots Freestyle relay!" Cheered Long Haul "We have Soundwave, Jazz, Astrotrain, Scavanger, Ratchet, Scrapper, Rumble and Bumblebee!". Soundwave stood ridged with all his pool floaties, Jazz was still asleep; snoring on the bench next to Prowl. Astrotrain was sat in train mode, Scavanger appeared to be trying to turn himself into a boat ... Ratchet looked murderous as he twirled a wrench, Scrapper just stared into the void contemplating the meaning of life. Rumble stood patiently waiting in his flamingo shaped floatie ring and Bumblebee bounced happily in place as he waved at his friends. They all stood there and waited… and waited… and waited… and waited… everyone looked across to the starting elder. He was gone and a 'gone fishing' sign hung in place. They all froze

_~*~*~*~ 5 Hours Later~*~*~*~_

A shot rang out and Jazz, still asleep, rolled into action; off the stand down the stairs, over the starting block and into the pool. All the other mechs also leaped into the pool as the crowed came back to life.

"And there off for the last time today! " cried Bone Crusher, "Jazz has rocketed into first place. Followed closely by … Bumblebee? Anyway folks Scavanger and Scrapper have tried to combine but it isn't working out. Astrotrain has managed to get lost, if anyone sees him please call 911. Jazz is still in the lead, but Bumblebee is keeping up the pressure. Ratchet has just been disqualified for arguing with the referee. There goes Rumble as he falls out of his ring, sinking to the bottom. Soundwave manages to float past into second last".

"Bone Crusher is a poet and doesn't know it" Cries Long Haul.

Jazz simply rolled out of the pool and back to the bench still fast asleep. "Wow I don't believe it" cried Bone Crusher. "A flawless victory by Jazz" confirms Long Haul. Everyone sighed in relief and got up to leave as soon as they fished Rumble off the pool floor again.

"Wait there's still the award presentation" Cried Bone Crusher over the PA system. Everyone groaned and turned around back into their seat. Except for Shockwave who made a break for it using his table as a shield.

Long Haul came down with the scorecards under one arm. The elder stood next to him with the appropriate awards. Which consisted of a trophy for first, a medal for second and a toilet seat cover for third because the elders were stingy and had to cut budgets somewhere.

"In third place is Huffer with his imitation of a drowning fish." Everyone clapped as Huffer made his way to the podium.

"In second place is Soundwave because of His amazing floaty collection" The cassettes yelled in delight as they watched Starscream and Thundercracker carry the mech to the stage; he was still covered in floatie's.

"And in first place for fastest swimming time and most elegance goes to Jazz" The Autobots and Decepticons clapped with no enthusiasm at the three mechs on the awards block. On the left sat Huffer on the third place stand looking like he was about to disappear with embarrassment behind the podium stand. On the right stood Soundwave still in the floaty rings and rigid as ever with his cassette tapes cheering him on. Jazz the centre of attention was slumped up on the top of the podium still snoring soundly in recharge as he was presented the trophy. The elder couldn't get it to stay on jazz so in the end he placed it on Jazz's head. Bluestreak was seriously surprised that Jazz was still asleep. He always over recharged and ran late for his shifts but this was getting ridiculous.

"This brings us to the end of our swimming carnival. Remember classes' resume tomorrow as usual. You are mow dismissed" the elder finished. With that everyone ran as fast as their giant robot legs would carry them back to their dorm rooms. The next day at breakfast no one said a word about what had happened. Jazz yawned and stretched out on his chair next to Prowl.

"So when's the swimming carnival? " asked Jazz.

Well there you go Swimming has hereby been banned by the Autobots and Decepticons… and you can see why…