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"Hips Don't Lie" Shakira ft Wyclef Jean
Everyone was moving! Twisting and turning. Moving with the beat. The speakers that Blaster and Jazz had special ordered blared loudly.
Already there were complaints! Optimus himself had shown up at one point, but they had drowned the commander in high grade already.
"Calm that pounding processor," they said.
How beautiful high grade was. Maybe a little too beautiful.
Anyone could leave this party with anyone! They gaped as Tracks made his grand exit. A hand clutched onto a special someone by their arm, hurryingly dragging the mech out as they left the scene.
"Ratchet?!"