Chapter Text
8 hours after
“What happened out there?”
The Autobot scout hastily pointed servos at his flying companion, in retaliation, the smallest knight then gave him the Cybertronian equivalent of the bird.
“I’m telling you, you should’ve been there! There was this ‘boom, boom', and the… Strafe… came down like ‘pow, pow’. Then they crashed the party and ruined our… city.”
Crosshairs bumped the scout, “Snitches gets stitches because they're glitches. Everyone get him!”
“With friends like these who needs enemies?”
Bee hightailed it out of there, Crosshairs, Drift, Strafe, and even Hound in pursuit. Optimus tried to stop them with no avail. He can even hear the footsteps of one of the Dinobots.
“I’m sorry for the inconvenience General.”
“Yeah well you did your best out there. What happened? You outnumbered them and had the upper hand. Even Joyce got concerned.”
The Prime gave out a sigh, “The Decepticons have always had the advantage of extreme combat training. My Autobots are, if not well in power, make up for it with their talent for science.”
“Speaking of science, Wreckers Roadbuster and Topspin will arrive soon. Along with a new friendly code named ‘Rodimus’.”
Optimus raised his optic ridge, “I am unfamiliar with that nickname.”
“Simmons says that Bumblebee ‘goes way back' with him.”
“I shall inquire Bee about this new bot…”
Explosion.
“After I have rescued him.”
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The Next Day
Two transformations after breaching the perimeter.
“Oi! Prime! Get yer freakn' aft out here!”
Topspin shoved Roadbuster roughly, “Hey, show some respect.”
“Talkn’ about respect when you didn’ have none a few hours ago now didn’ yah?”
“Bah who cares? What happens in Vegas stays in California.”
“What the freak is that suppose to mean huh?”
Both were about to clash when they were suddenly held back. “Guys stop fighting. You two are worse than those piles of scraplets over there.”
The arrived Hound pointed at Bee and Crosshairs having some kind of death battle.
“Now kiss up and I’ll allow you to see Optimus.”