[AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

[dinnerdate]

Uh... before the finger pointing starts, whoever died, I swear I didn't kill them.

[Someone found his present.]




...Rung? I found a box with your name on it. If you want it.

Comments

[dinnerdate]

They do, and I'm sure their lives are better for it.

Wheeljack's your friend right? What the frag do you need me as one for.

[You have your friend quota filled with someone of this frame type and weapon usage already.]

[raceme]

I don't think there's a limit when it comes to friends.

[Dead End you are not making sense, staph.]

[dinnerdate]

When it's bots like me there is. I'm a Decepticon you're not, why bother?

[raceme]

I have friends here that are decepticons.

[dinnerdate]

[Sigh.]

Good, then you don't need me.

[raceme]

I can decide that all by myself.

[dinnerdate]

You want to know why I'm a bad friend? Just go ask Wheeljack.

[raceme]

[Blurr just gives up for now.]

Fine. I will.

[dinnerdate]

Good.

[He'll never hear from this bot again.]

[raceme]

[Never say never.]