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Meow

Ironhide looked at the thing sitting in the entrance of the hanger.

He had never seen anything like it before.

It was small and in the way.

He couldn't leave the hanger without running it over, something the mech did not want to do. Prime would throw a fit if he were to offline a sentient organic…thing.

So he just sat there, other mech behind him just as puzzled as him.

They were trapped.

As if mocking them, the thing opened its mouth.

"Meow"


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