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Mythics

Hello, Jaybird Here. I am putting this here. I made several types of Mythical beasts, Though a some are generic, I try to add my own personal Headcanons to a lot of them. Especially the hellhounds and Griffins, I specifically designed several of each. I just wanted to warn anyone looking at my small and crappy blog in advance.

This actually ties to a personal headcanon of mine, that mythical monsters are still on the surface, only in hiding. It would explain why that kind of monster isn’t seen underground, and why their mythology is still around, unlike the rest of the monsters, not even known at all, really.

Fic Idea

It’s not really a fic idea, more of an actual fic I am writing. It is currently called Too Many skeles.

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Good news for you, this August 23rd.

I absolutely ADORED part one, and tried to find it for so long, before finding your blog. Thank you for making this.

Magnet part 2 (mini story)

You guys absolutely blew up over the first one and wanted more, and I said I had more ideas so I thought I’d make a part 2. This part though is just a little story based off of the original headcannons. Here’s part 1.

After Agent Fowler bought Miko more magnet stuff, her Jack and Raf started making magnets at the base over the weekend instead of at home. Most of the bots were grateful for this because it meant that Miko was too busy making magnets to sneak on missions with the other bots.

One time, the kids, Bee, and Bulkhead were coloring and making magnets on the floor of the base. Miko freezes up mid cutting some paper and just gets this look on her face all of a sudden. She looks at a huge chunk of cut up magnet and just stares at it for a good 20 seconds.

She then looks at Ratchet across the room, And just stares at him with this blank yet thinking expression. The scissors in her hand are still positioned mid cut. She turns and looks at Bulkhead, who notices. She squints at him, then looks back at Ratchet, then back at the clump of scrap magnet.

Miko then nods like she’s finalized a decision. She puts down the paper and scissors and stands up. She picks up the scrap magnet and proceeds to sneakily waddle over to Ratchet with it, Ratchet doesn’t notice. Raf, Jack, Bulk and Bee look at each other with fear and anticipation. She gets behind Ratchet some feet and raises it over her head and screams,

“RATCHET THERE’S A SCRAPLET ON YOUR LEG!!” And then chucks at him as hard as she can. It hits and sticks to Ratchets leg with a loud clank, this scares the absolute snot out of him.

He moves faster than anyone has ever seen him move, he let out a shriek, snagged the “Scraplet” and threw it against the wall as hard as he could in one quick succession.

He threw it against the wall so hard if left a dent. The look on Ratchet’s face made it clear his spark rate was through the friggin roof. He’s freaking out, but once he realizes that what is stuck to the wall isn’t a mangled Scraplet and sees the about-to-bust-out-laughing face Miko had.. He looks at her and shouts, “MIKO!!!“ in that annoyed parent tone.

Everyone loses it. Miko couldn’t hear Ratchet scolding her over her own laughter. But then it gets even better when Optimus comes in from the other room so see what all the commotion was. He walks in, sees the magnet and just kind’a goes,

As you can see by the illustration, Ratchet was very embarrassed and Miko had a stroke.

that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao

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Too Many Skeles -Prologue

Playing with Papyrus is the best! He's the coolest babysitter ever, and he's so nice! I kept thinking these things while chasing around his and his brother Sans' dog Toby. "Here boy! Come he-here Toby!" I yelled. Toby came bounding across the bros' yard, tackling 7 year old me, licking my face like crazy. At that moment, Sans, The skele-hound came to my rescue.

"Toby, off. The kid can't breathe." Said skele-hound walked over and picked up the small white dog off of me. What he said was true, I really couldn't breathe. I was laughing too hard. "T-thank you S-sans!" "No problem kiddo. I look back to my house, across the street. "C-can I go check in on mom-mommy and d-daddy?" "Sure kiddo, just look both ways before crossing the street." This was a common occurrence, since the road was nothing more than a dirt strip, and Sans is always careful to watch.

I quickly look both ways and dart across the street. I quickly reach my house and open the door. I run to the kitchen where mommy is making cookies. "Hello, my little Bird, would you like a cookie?" My eyes lit up. "Y-yes please! May I-I have one f-for The b-bros too?" She just looks at me with her kind smile. "Of course, my dear," She hands me three chocolate chip cookies. "You can only have one, the others are for the bros."

I however, was already eating mine, so I just nod and run out of the kitchen. I quickly dart up the stairs, to my daddy's office. by then I had finished the cookie. Inside his office, he was typing on his computer, but stopped and looked at me when I came in. "Hey, what's going on squirt? I see your mom already gave you your cookie." I giggle, he's always right. "Y-yeah, She did. I j-just wanted to s-say hi. Hi." "Well hello to you too, squirt. Now, I have to work, so how about you go back to the Brothers' house." I get up and walk to the door. "Okay, d-daddy. I will. I'll b-be care-careful too." He nods and heads back to his work.

I run as fast as I can down the stairs, Run out the door, close the door, and dash across the yard as fast as possible. However, I forgot to look both ways. The last thing I heard, was Sans screaming my name, and a car horn, before everything went black.

Uncommon Feral Dragons

A Dragon is a Type of mythical monster of reptilian form. They are one of the most well known and diverse species out there. There are two sub-groups, Feral and Domestic. The term Dragon is the name of one classification of their species, as well as a general name for them.

Feral

They are highly protective over their territory, and they will defend it with their lives. They are fearsome beings, but they are fair. They will give you a chance or two to get out of their territory without harming you.

Wyvern

A Wyvern is a somewhat uncommon classification of dragon that is characterized by a bipedal stature and wings instead of arms, though they do have claws on the bend. They often have a sharp, spiked tail, and sharp ridges up their spines. They often come in grey, silver, gold and black, with dark blue eyes. They also prefer higher altitudes, but they prefer old ruins and abandoned settlements in the mountains. They are slightly more agile than a dragon in flight.

Lindwyrm

A Lindwyrm is another uncommon classification of dragon that is characterized by two front legs, but no rear legs, and no wings. They have no horns on their heads, but they do have a continuous ridge running from the back of their head to the tip of their tail, and on their elbows. They have brown or grey eyes, and are often earthy colors, browns and greys, but pale yellow is known as well. They often breathe long streams of flame. They often live in meadows, plains, and deserts. They are very agile, and surprisingly fast.

Wyrm

A Wyrm is also an uncommon classification of Dragon that is characterized by having no lings at all other than a head and a tail. They have small spines in a kind of ruff surrounding their head, and a pair of horns, but nothing else. They come almost solely in greys and browns, with dark eyes, but white is known for the arctic dwelling ones. They don't commonly have fire, but it isn't unheard of. Ice is known for some of the arctic ones instead though. They are surprisingly adept diggers, and are very fast, slithering a lot like a giant snake.

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