Drone
Chapter Three
Fortitude
Word Count: 196
"Mornin' Jeffery!"
The greeting never failed to bring me out of my much needed stasis. The tarp used to cover me would fly back and reveal the little human that has been working on me for the last few days. A smile would spread across her face as she turned away to don a large blue shirt, leaving it open to show the equally baggy shirt beneath. She would pat the accessory on her head to assure it was in place before walking to the side where I couldn't see her.
"Time to get the rest of those dents out Jeffery. I wish I had more time outside of school to fix ya up, but dad's all like 'go to school and get an education like ya mama,' and I'm like 'I don't need that stuff to fix cars!' Jeffrey, you're my one ticket to showin' him just what I'm talkin' about. Brace yourself, here comes the first dent."
The annoying human didn't have to tell me twice. I'd been bracing myself since she had rudely disturbed me. I never thought I'd miss Knock Out as much as I did now.
Auto-repair: 15%
Energon Reserves: 85%
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