BumbleBee has been retrieved with minimal injury.
This time his T-Cog was spared, they will just get one somewhere else I'm sure. A stray vehicon maybe?
BumbleBee approaches me. He asks how I knew mech would try something, I suppose Ratchet told them my warning then, and what shall I say?
~Primus gives me knowledge of the possible future~
Ah ha Ha haaa.
No.
"I've interacted with M E C H before, they have a lust for knowledge, they wouldn't leave us alone as long as they know we are on this planet." I'm not lying, I'm omitting. lies are fictional, omissions are lacking certain truths.
It isn't as though I can tell the interminable future anyhow.
BumbleBee makes a few, less than happy sounds, wasn't it Megatron who disabled this scout? Could they not just fix it with a-
Bee places a hand on my shoulder he asks if I'm alright, I must have been too deep in thought. I gently remove his hand from my shoulder. "I'm well, I was just wondering why your lot haven't mended your throat. There are lots of spare parts as of the vehicons."
His expression sours, as much as it can while mostly covered, he says they would prefer not to desecrate a snuffed vehicon's body. That is..stupid. Sweet, but so, so stupid.
"Will you only accept one that's been created or given?" My question is proven true by the scout's confirmation.
Only if made or given.
The vehicons don't even use their voices. Who would be willing to give up their voice?
..given or made.
"What is her now? Our pet? We can't just keep him around cause he helped us once."
Arcee argues "He helped defeat Unicron not just any old enemy, a god." Bulkhead retorts
"He's hasn't done a thing since! We don't have a reason to keep him here anymore!" I can't disagree. I have been spending my time here avoiding the littler humans and thinking about my medic.
...
...
Wait-I Mean KnockOut notNot My Medic I Don't Have a..ugh
I worry he or his partner could've been compromised..
"Well he!-wait why is he still here?" Poor wrecker doesn't see that their leader wants to keep me. I know I'm desirable but surely he can manage without me~
No really, I'm not a luxury item.
"Yes I know, this is something I must discuss with StarScream sooner than later. I had hoped being near each other would bring us closer." The prime sighs as he often does, his optimism, heh, will lead to the loss of his life..
uh..no I..that was a joke.
Oh primus.
That isn't funny.
"StarScream?" My wings smack a light above me, it almost breaks, have these idiots no sense? I would appreciate if they stopped startling me so much.
Of course I hadn't noticed my claws were in attack position until Optimus had asked me to calm down, this is why, no more startling!
I huff a terribly long sigh, "I could hear your conversation with the others, you lot can't seem to manage a quiet talk." The prime barely chuckles.
"Some less than others, then you know why I am here?" I would have to be malfunctioning to not know.
"Yes, you would like to speak about my leaving the base." I'm glad to have my wings lower, hitting a light was embarrassing.
The Prime nods almost regrettably. "Is there a time you would prefer, a place?"
"Anywhere is fine, I can't have all of you trying to visit me now can I~?" I Have To Leave. I Need To Check On KO.
..I mean.
I can't have myself getting soft because of all this down time I'm spending with these soft sparked idiots...yep.
Optimus gives me a longing look as he bids me farewell, poor librarian appears to want every cybertronian to be friends. I'm dropped off in just about the same place as I was picked up..when I was unconscious..because of Tox-En.
Now I can be alone with my thoughts.
..Unless KO did leave when he suggested..Hm. Then where would he be?
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-KO?
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-Stars?
Primus, that name...That is not..is he dying?!
-KnockOut? are you well?
-I thought you died!
Oh, yes. It did seem like that didn't it.
-Well as you can hear I am still alive.
-That's all you have to say? Me and BreakDown left to look for you and you just say "eheh I'm back :P"??
I sound nothing like that.
-wait. Did you say you left??
-Yes we aren't on the nemesis, we've been managing in a garage, let me tell you it is not as luxurious as those human shows will have you believe-
It's nice that he isn't dead.
But what does that mean for Megatron..Primus can't I think of someone else?
-and the it can get flooded if we aren't careful, and you know I don't do well when I'm soaked..Stars? You there?
-You were rambling.
-*dramatic gasp* I Do Not Ramble!
-Riiight..
-So where were you then? If you weren't dead.
Oh, where was I. I was..
-I was in the care of the autobots...
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--
Oh dear.
-You cheated on me?!
Pfhehe, I love how that's what he focuses on...
Oh scrap.
-Not by choice. I was unconscious when the Prime found me, I couldn't have said no.
-You were what??
agh my ears..
-I was only moderately injured.
-By what?!
Dear Primus. I'm the one who gets called dramatic?
-Tox-en
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This again. Shriek pause, shout pause. Jeez.
-You handled Tox-En enough for it to make you lose your consciousness??
-yes.
-You are one reckless bird.
Of course he would know about this planets closest flying creature.
-Do you want to know where I'm staying or not?
-Woah! Woah, You wouldn't just leave us to rust in this dingy garage now would you?
Perhaps I should.
-...Star?
-I suppose I'd be extinguished without a medic.