Prime looked down at the postcard one more time making sure he wasnât imagining this. âNope,â he said to himself âit definitely says âYou have won a free boat.ââ Scanning the address one more time, he pressed the On* button on his brand new Cadillac Escalade and heard the familiar âOn*, how may I help you Batm⦠Optimus Prime?â
âYea, hi,â said Prime âHow do I get to 666 Certain Doom St?â
âJust take your next left sir, and then right at the second light and you canât miss it.â
âHaha,â Prime chuckled, âI canât believe I won a free boat.â
As Prime slowly drove up to the unmarked factory, he thought to himself âWell, this must be it.â He pulled into the entrance and parked across three handicapped spaces. He cautiously got out of the car and headed towards the entrance with a fake limp.
He entered the factory, and approached the secretary at the front desk who was eagerly filing her nails while sucking away at a lollypop. âUhh yea⦠Iâm here about the boat?â he said anxiously. âThird door on the left,â she mumbled incoherently through the sucker. âThanks, and donât quit your day job,â he whispered sarcastically. âI heard that punk,â the secretary yelled. âYa ya ya,â Prime thought to himself, he just wanted to get his boat.
He walked down the hall and entered the third room. Prime walked in and looked around at an enormous room filled with conveyor belts, large vats marked with poison symbols, sheet metal, and to his disbelief⦠âOompaloompas?â he said. âI thought they were extinct.â
âOn the contrary,â came a voice from within, âOompaloompas are far from extinct, and the best part is, theyâll work for Band-Aids!â the mysterious man laughed. âOh, how rude of me,â said the man, âyou can call me SM,â as he emerged from the shadows to reveal himself.
âMm hm, so anyways,â said Prime angrily, âWhereâs my god damn boat?
âOh yes, where are my manners, your boatâ¦â said SM âis right HERE!â he screamed as he quickly pulled out a knife and threw it towards Prime. Shocked, Prime turned his head just in time to see his reflection on the blade is it whizzed past his head and stuck into the wall behind him. âYouâre in my world now Prime!â SM yelled as he turned and ran deep into the factory.
Prime followed closely, as SM threw Oompaloompas in his path in attempts to slow him down. Luckily, Prime used his agile reflexes and dodged the Oompaloompas and kicked them out of the way with ease. Unfortunately for Prime, he wasnât familiar with the factory and had lost track of SM. He looked around frantically, but every time he caught movement out of the corner of his eye it was only one of those stupid Oompaloompas. All of a sudden Prime saw something else in his peripheral vision, and turned around to âTHWAPâ. Prime was hit in the face with a freezing cold snowball.
âWhat⦠a snowball?â Prime thought to himself as he licked his lips. âWait a minute⦠ice cream? You threw a scoop of ice cream at me? IS THIS SOME KIND OF SICK JOKE?â Prime screamed at the top of his lungs. THWAP and Prime was hit again in the back of the head with another scoop of Chocolate Chip 9mm Bullet Ripple. He realized that SM was somewhere above him. Prime looked around and jumped onto a conveyor belt carrying truck hoods with Evil Ice Cream painted on them.
The conveyor belts carried Prime to the upper level where he saw SM running around the scaffolding armed with a tub of ice cream and an ice cream scoop. Prime got up off of the conveyor belt onto the scaffolding and stealthily crept towards SM. âDonât turn around,â Prime said to himself, âmaybe if I will him not to turn around, he wonât turn around.â
He crept closer and closer as the loudness of the conveyor belts roared over the sound of his slow footsteps. As fate would have it, SM turned around and was staring right in Primeâs direction. However, Prime was close enough that he lunged at SMâs legs and pulled them out from underneath him. SMâs head slammed into the scaffolding with a loud thud. SM quickly flipped himself back onto his feet and slammed his fist into Primeâs stomach knocking the wind out of him as he staggered back. SM charged at Prime with his shoulder down but Prime ducked and hip-tossed over the railing of the scaffolding.
SM screamed in terror as he plunged towards the concrete floor, âOOMPALOOMPAS! Catch me!â he shouted, as underneath dozens of Oompaloompas gathered to break the fall of their masterâ¦