"I'm going to die. Going to die. Diiiie I tell you. DIIIIIIIE!" Swindle was quite aware that he had "glitched" again by this point. He wasn't usually this panicky, in any situation, or crying about dieing. That's Breakdown's job. He's acting like Breakdown. Swindle doesn't like the idea of acting like Breakdown. But fighting an emotional glitch isn't easy, so he ignored the fact he was acting crazy in favor of the fact it was making him run faster, despite low energy levels. He knew it wouldn't last, but hey, it's working at the moment.

He's got no complaints about that.

Vortex didn't seem to be having a good time, though. In fact, from what Swindle could see the few moments he risked to look back, Vortex's muck problem was causing running to be awkward. Amusing, but awkward. Astrotrain and the worm/snake thing seemed to be catching up to hims quickly, or he was slowing down. For a brief moment, Swindle contemplated stopping to help. It was quickly pushed aside. No, he wasn't risking getting eaten. Preferably it would eat the other two and be too full for desert.

But he stopped to think on how he planned to get home.

Still didn't stop running though, decided to think about it later.

He could practically hear Vortex screaming at him for not giving them a warning when Astrotrain finally caught up to the rotor-less Copter, Mech-eating worm right on his tailpipe. He really could hear Astrotrain yelling at him over their short-range comm. Or was he screaming at Vortex? He wasn't using names so much as the word "Combaticon" excessively. ::You couldn't give a little more warning? I'm going to offline you if we survive this!:: Technically both had seen it, neither had warned him, so it could be either one of them getting yelled at.

Vortex seemed to be having fun though, judging from the sudden rush of glee he could feel through their Gestalt Bond. It was unsettling, and gave him a feeling that one of them would probably die soon. And though he was tempted, he deciding looking back would probably equal his own off-lining, so with a frown he kept his optics forward, but an open comm. on Vortex...just in case,

::Hey Swindle!:: In his defense, he only slightly stumbled forward in surprise when that voice came over the second he opened his comm. ::I was wondering when one of you three idiots would finally open a comm. so I could find out where the Pit you all are.:: Swindle frowned, feeling the need to face-palm for not thinking of it earlier. Especially when Vortex started cackling behind him and Astrotrain let out a very, very little girl like shriek that would put Starscream to shame.

::Hey Blast Off.::

The shuttle-former made a noise that Swindle didn't doubt was an amused snort. One of the many the shuttle would likely be making once he rescued them, if he rescued them without crashing. But he shouldn't have any problems, right? After all, he doesn't have a button/tigger/lever happy helicopter in his passenger seat. And, as if on cue, Vortex again cackled and suddenly his short-range comm. crackled to life, showing Astrotrain and cutting off the feed from Blast Off.

::Swindle! Get your crazy-copter brother to calm down before he get's us all off-lined!:: Swindle didn't think before looking back, Vortex had somehow climbed onto Astrotrain's shoulders, was sitting with his legs draped over the triple-changers chest. He had one hand gripping his helm, and the other waving in the air. Vortex's upper body was twisted, head turned to the side to see the worm. He was waving it down, laughing, and...singing?

The comm. started crackling again. ::Your brother is - ksh- ~There's no escape, I can't waait~ - tell him to get offa - ~With a taste of your lips, I'm on a riiiiide~ - STOP SINGING!::

::~You're toxic, I'm slippin' under~::

"What." Swindle grew a confused look on his faceplate, and finally slid to a stop. He turned to look at the oncoming three. Astrotrain trying to throw Vortex off his shoulder, Vortex laughing and taunting the snake/worm thing. The snake/worm thing taking a snap at them. Swindle stared, frowning. Vortex is insane, Astrotrain is seemingly the sanest out of all three of them yet is currently having a panic attack. And Swindle found he was starting to feel sick from all the swirling emotions trying to take control now that he managed to push away his own panic attack.

::Swindle?:: Blast Off's voice came over the now somewhat silent comm. Swindle looked down. "Blast Off, I think our entire Gestalt is crazy." He said with a sigh.

Blast Off kept quiet for a moment, before snorting. ::...Just now figuring that out, are we? We were re-created by Starscream.::

"I hate you."

::Love you too, not stay put because I'm about to take a shot at that thing attempting to swallow Astrotrain and Vortex.::

"Okay..."

Swindle slumped back a bit, staring at the sky for Blast Off. A small smile tugged at his lips at the thought of finally getting off this Primus Forsaken rock. As soon as Blast Off shot the creature trying to eat Vortex and Astrotrain...

...Wait...

...What?

Authors Notes: Sorry! This was supposed to be posted last night, but I was busy, forget, and fell asleep! And originally if ended when Swindle said "Hey Blast Off." But I decided to lengthen if when I checked it over just now.

Well, hope you like the chapter. Even thought the entire thing was written, re-written, added onto and edited while I'm sitting here half asleep. ^^;

Disclaimer: Transformers does not belong to me, nor to any of it's Characters. Song is "Toxic" by Britney Spears.