Notes: This takes place shortly after "Possession."
"No one carez…"
"About what?"
"About Wazpinator!"
"Well, we are Predacons. What did you expect, hugs? Cuddles? A paid vacation?"
"Expect some one to be concerned! What if Wazpinator never come back; if Starscream stay inside forever? Could have done it, you know. If Starscream not so…so Starscreamy Megatron would have keeped him forever. Wazpinator iz failure, so why Megatron gonna care if he iz hizself or if he iz Starscream?"
"It doesn't matter. It didn't happen like that."
"Could have!"
"It didn't, though. I don't know why you're so worked up about this. It's over and done and Starscream is gone, so just shut up about it."
"…"
"Somebody should have worried more. All Megatron worry about iz Starscream betraying him. All Terrorsaur worry about iz Starscream being better than him. Every one worry about Starscream Starscream Starscream, but no one care about poor Wazpinator!
Nobody even azk Wazpinator if he okay! Got all pozzezzed and blowed up and nobody even azk 'Wazpinator, are you okay?' Not even you! Hmmp! Some friend."
"You did get put back together this time, though. That's got to count for something, right?"
"Would have been put back together whether Wazpinator did it or some one elze did it. That doezn't really count. Some one should have azked."
"Fine. Waspinator, are you okay?"
"…No. Wazpinator don't feel right; don't feel like hizself."
"…Come here, bug."
"Don't haz to patronize, Terrorsaur."
"No, really. Come here."
"…"
"You still look like yourself, you know. And you're still talking like yourself and you still feel like yourself. He didn't change you."
"Waz inside Wazpinator. Controlled frame. Wazpinator waz trapped inside hizself, couldn't do anything, couldn't get him out. It waz…scary, Terrorsaur. And Wazpinator will never be hizself again."
"Then who are you now, if you're not yourself?"
"Wazpinator iz…"
"Waspinator is being stupid. You're still you and Starscream is gone."
"Terrorsaur doez not understand! Will never understand…"
"Probably not. Now come on. We've got a patrol to finish so we can get the slag out of here."
"…"
"…You coming?"
"Thankz, Terrorsaur."
"For what?"
"Being normal."