"Another fight?" Bulkhead asked dryly. "Who slagged you off this time?"

"Doesn't matter," Miko answered, getting into his alt-mode. "He ran off."

Bulkhead quieted down for a moment. "Miko…"

"You ask me this every time," came the reply, "and you never get an answer."

"Which worries me."

"I haven't died yet," Miko joked, "have I?"

"Please don't joke like that," Bulkhead scolded, "not after what happened last week."

Miko sighed. "Fair, fair. So you got Ratchet to agree to watch?"

"I had to change the movie, but yeah. I picked that superhero horror film," Bulkhead explained.

"Firebird? I hated that. Made superheroes look bad. If you want good hero work, do the documentary about Commander Fistfight," Miko groused.

"Didn't he retire? Who wants to see a movie about an old-"

"Considering someone else has taken that mantle, I would," came the reply.

"I sure hope the kid can do the job. She needs a lot of work," chuckled Bulkhead. "Hasn't she been fighting the same villain for three months?"

"The original fought Spinebreaker for literal years. Sometimes the best a hero can do is keep their villains from hurting others. Which the original Commander Fistfight did and the current Commander Fistfight is doing."

"I get that. That's pretty much what the Bots have to do. For now."

Once the two reached the base, Miko grinned and opened Bulkhead's door. "So, who all is watching?"

"Bee, Ratchet, Wheeljack, Raf, you, and me."

"What are Arcee and Jack-"

"Slag if I know," came the answer.

Wheeljack waved once the two made it into the main room. "Hey, little Wrecker, how ya doing?"

Miko waved back. "Pretty good. I-"

"She got in a fight," Bulkhead reported.

Ratchet and Wheeljack immediately paid rapt attention, though for different reasons.

Wheeljack was concerned with: "Did she win?"

Ratchet was concerned with: "A fight? Why?"

Miko raised her hands. "Because he was a jerk, and yes, I won."

"This is the fourth time in the last two months," Ratchet complained. "How much more are you gonna-"

"Until he gets it," Miko shrugged. "If he does. He seems to have made it his life's mission to antagonize me."

Ratchet briefly fussed over her for a while, then sat down to watch the film.

Fowler waved her over, and Miko obeyed. "Hi," she said.

The military man started playing captcha sounds, then began a reprimand. "The same trick, Miko. He used the same trick."

"I know, sir," Miko answered, blushing. "I never see it coming."

"Because you always focus on what's in front of you. How many times have I told you to watch everything?"

"4, 206."

"That's a lot of times. I've trained you to do better, Miko."

"I know, sir."

"I want you to do 4 laps around the city. Blindfolded. Alright?"

Miko nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good. Now, go watch the film. Two-Ton has been griping all day."