Drone
Chapter Eleven
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"I used to come to this garage every Saturday just to sit down and watch my dad work on cars. My mom never liked it because she said it wasn't very 'lady-like.' But I didn't want to attend the pageants she signed me up for. I knew what I wanted to do, and I did it.
"And it's not so bad being different from the other girls at school. I get teased by them, but I just think they're jealous. They've gotta stick to their 'social rules' to be popular, but being part of the pack isn't the only way. Individualism—hard to achieve, but worth the effort. Or so dad says."
I sat still as Riley left the room for something. I think it's the first time I've actually listened to her talk while she worked. I'm surprisingly impressed by her confidence. The only one I see that on nowadays is either Soundwave or the Autobots. Starscream only shows it when he knows there's no one around to oppose to him, and Knock Out and Breakdown are easily swayed. Vehicons aren't really equipped with the personality to show it.
…this doesn't change the fact that I still oppose green.
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