[Learning about Optimus's death since day one was always hard on Arcee, but it was something she told herself she had to move on from. After all, Optimus wouldn't want her to dwell on it. It was just...hard. In hopes to keep his spirit alive, it was always her idea to keep the team together. She and Ratchet even planned to build their own base for everyone, it was going to be perfect.
But it seemed like the longer she stayed here, the worst things got. Ratchet was gone, Bulkhead was doing whatever with Wheeljack, and the list can go on if I felt like it. It's been a long time coming, but it was finally time to accept the fact that things were not how they were going to be back on Earth.]
This isn't easy for me...
[She pauses, a brief moment of grief in her eyes before continuing. She loves her team dearly, they're her family after all, and she'd do anything for them. But the longer she pretends everything is fine, the longer she continues to sit around and be useless.
Which isn't what she wants.]
I need a job.
[Which really, doesn't seem like the big deal she's making it out to be. But after serving under Optimus for so long, anything else feels almost like a demotion.] | |
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