Hey! I got a review that made me get rid of the lyrics, but it's still based on the song 'Drink a Beer' By Luke Bryan. So yeah...
Wheeljack had taken a walk. His best friend had just died. Bulkhead... Dead... He had gotten a comm. from Ratchet. He had had nothing to say to that, so he just disconnected and space bridged to Earth.
Bulkhead was always so strong. He could never die. He plopped down on a the side of the dock where Dreadwing, Optimus, and Bulkhead had fought. Funny his wanderings would bring him here. Where he and Bulkhead had shared highgrade and stories.
The wrecker could not believe his best friend had been snuffed so easily. It seemed almost impossible. A shot to the back was the lowliest things an Autobot hater could do. Wheeljack pulled out his stash of highgrade and started drinking. To Bulkhead. He thought morbidly.
He was going to just sit there and drink it all away.
It was ironic how naive Bulkhead was and how someone could hate him just because he chose a side in a war. Primus knows what he was doing, Wheeljack was skeptical, though.
It was hard for Wheeljack to process. It did not make any sense and Wheeljack desperately wished he could make sense out of it all. Stupid sniper.
He took another sip before swirling the liquid about. A huge sigh was expelled from his vents. He just wanted for his buddy to be here to talk to and share some highgrade.
Wheeljack looked up towards the sky and smiled. "See ya, Bulkhead. I'll see ya later, alright? I'll never forget you. Not in a million lifetimes." He blinked once as his smile faded into nothing.
Another sip of highgrade and a smirk was his reaction to the warm breeze that seemed to swirl about his mighty frame. "Ya did join me after all, huh Bulk?" He spoke into the wind.
As if in response, the wind picked up pace and Wheeljack could have sworn he heard his friend's laughter.