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[Skids is driving, the camera showing rocks and dust flying as he whisks by. The terrain seems smoother here, and as he's cruising along he passes by a little red flag...then another. Then another. Coordinate marks tick off across the screen as he goes.]

This is a little announcement to declare two things, so if you like good news listen up.

First of all...I'd like you all to welcome 4 to the Law Committee. He filled out the form, it checked out. If anyone wants to vote him off, take it up with Black Arachnia. Or Miko.

[It's pretty handy, having someone to delegate to.]

Second of all...

[And now is one of his favorite times--showing off. Without slowing down he transforms, leaping off the ground in mid-transformation and rolling forward. The camera is a mess of dizziness for a moment before a solid object slams down in front of it--a thin, slender rod....
topped with a red flag.]

Today marks the day the last road in the haven is plotted.

[He stands, dusting off his hands, looking a little too pleased with himself.]

Now, I'm not in the Law group, but if I catch anyone pulling flags out over the next few lunar cycles until the roads are in? [His face gets reaaaally close to the camera--is that a green tint in his optics? It wasn't there before.] Then I'm going to hunt you down, and shove them in places only your maker has seen. Got it?

Good.

[A moment later he's back in vehicle mode, zooming along as if that display of aggression wasn't completely unusual for him.]

[Sadly, he doesn't make it much further before his engine starts sputtering.]

PERCEPTOR. SEND MORE OF YOUR ENERGON TO MY COORDINATES, NOW.

[Someone has been taking a little too much of that Synth En.]

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... No.

[He hasn't looked this unamused since Wheeljack burst in and started stomping all over his firework experiment.]

I think I have all the data I need on this batch, thank you. Sit down before you hurt yourself.

It's She actually! But thank you, I'll try not to let everyone down :)

[There is so much Fracas could comment on. He's glad the roads are plotted so they can finally get to work, and he's glad that someone has put their foot down about the flags, but...]

Your optics are green-tinted.

And you're threatening people.

[That doesn't seem natural. Neither does the sputtering.]

Are you kidding? I'm out in the middle of nowhere!

[His engine sputters again, and he slows...though obviously not by choice, given the way he's revving it.]

It...

She.

Right.

I knew that.

[He totally didn't.]

Welcome to the club. There's only one rule.

I'm testing green energon for Perceptor: It was bound to have some side effects.

Beyond burning through it too fast, though, I feel good.

[He hadn't had a problem so far! Forget the whole threatening part.]

If I don't lay down the law about zoning, who will?

Good. Perhaps walking back will give you time to cool off.

[Okay, great seeing the flags being put out and all that, but what the heck man.]

Uh, Skids? You okay?

Green energ...

[It's okay Four forgives you Skids.]

What's the one rule?

GREEN ENERGON?!

Why did he make green energon, what is wrong with him?!

[Yeeeeeah, you just lost him.]

You might want to lay off whatever you're taking Skids.

Just as a friendly suggestion between friends.

!!

[The growl from his motor is palpable.]

Without energon? You can't strand me here!

I'm fine.

Other than being out in the middle of the Haven and running out of energon.

[He doesn't sound fine. There's definitely a defensive edge to the words.]

Got any cubes for your fellow road-builder?

It will be okay.

He said he'd get me a medic if anything went wrong, and its hardly the first time I've been used as an test subject.

There's nothing to worry about, though.

I feel great.

I just need more.

When you see Prowl, you have to punch him in the Chevron.

Its synthetic.

For science.

[His engine sputters again, and he slows.]

Primus knows we burnt through too much of the regular stuff in our war.

He could have made it taste better, though.

[Yeah, you sound just fine. He's suspicious, he hasn't known you that long Skids, but this isn't like you.]

I would, but I ain't leavin' here.

....what Energon did Perce give ya, that you want more of anyway?

[Don't say Synthen, don't say Synthen.]

You do know that I'm only 7 inches tall, right?

Something synthetic he's been brewing.

[Sorry bro.]

Tastes like crap but feels great.

Only problem is he keeps not giving me enough, so get your aft out here and help me!

I might be willing to amend the rule for you, then.

But you have to write 'Skids Rules' on the back of his Chevron, instead.

... I could.

[But he won't.]

I'll move to your position, I suppose. With regular energon.

We don't have to use synthetic energon, we can swim in the normal stuff!

We shouldn't be making it at all, it makes bots psycho!
One of the miners is still traumatized from the last time someone used it back home.

[Fracas can't tell if he's afraid or angry anymore. It kind of freaks him out.]

It's almost as bad as the purple kind. That stuff is dangerous, you should destroy it and forget it exists.

I can do that. Do I have a time limit on this, or am I allowed to do it whenever I want?

[She'd do it too, if only because causing a little mischief might be fun.]

[His engine quiets, at least, and he rolls to a stop.]

Good.

Right.

What's wrong with the synthetic stuff?

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