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[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Someone had their beauty sleep.

And by beauty sleep, we mean he looks and sounds like he's been to the Pit and back.

It'd been almost two weeks since Wheeljack fell unconscious. Two weeks too long, if you asked him. He awoke, the feeling of his head buzzing and and his optics blurry. Oh, and pain. Lots and lots of pain.  But the question was...where was he?  This place seemed familiar...

His eyes almost immediately widened, remembering everything.  Parting ways with Ratchet after the Iacon relic hunt, finding Bulkhead on that medical berth with nothing but an Energon line running through him. The fight with Hardshell, Miko saving him...being cast out from Team Prime and going solo...

The attack on Prime's base.

Being tortured at the hands of Starscream and Shockwave.  All of it was as clear as crystal. And if it wasn't, he had a few friendly reminders in the large horizontal scar across his midsection, and a somewhat buzzy neural net.  But Wheeljack wasn't one to let that stop him. As soon as he awoke, he found no one around him, probably stepping out for some fresh air.

Why not follow suit?  The Wrecker stood up, his legs feeling practically like liquid as he took a few steps, hesitating every so often.  His communicator goes on audio, the sound of a door slamming open and the loud footsteps of someone lacking...eloquence in their walk.]

...So.

What'd I miss.

[Guess who's back.]

Locked to Prime!Scream and Prime!Shockwave (separately)

Where are you.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

[No one ever said his timing was perfect.

Before Wheeljack knew it, he was gripped around the middle, pulled into a hug from behind. His first instinct was to fight it--at least until he heard that voice. And...

Laughter. Honest to Primus laughter.]

Bulkhead!!

[He lets himself dangle, just...soaking in that feeling.]

Heh...good to see ya again.

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[neverputincharge]

[Yeah, he's just going to revel for the moment in being able to hug him again, to feel him. Even nuzzling against his back for a moment.

And that laughter, does it ever do his spark good to hear it again. He squeezes him tighter for a moment when he hears it, before he sets him down again.]

Yeah, you been down fer over a week.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He feels the face pressed against his back, those wings twitching slightly from the feeling before he's dropped to the ground.

When turning, you might notice that huge gash across his chest, Bulk. Quite a souvenir.]

Over a week...feels...longer.

I went back, Bulk. Back home.

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[neverputincharge]

Closer ta two.

[Whoa, yeah. That gash is definitely hard to miss.]

Back home? But...you never left here. [Not physically anyway. How does that even work?]

....nice scar.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

's what I keep hearin'. But if you want the long story, I'll be happy to share it after I finish scrappin' Starscream.

Shockwave too, if he wants in on the party.

Short story? I was there. I'm positive.

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[neverputincharge]

Yeah, I can wait ta hear it. I'll take your word for it that you were there.

[That gets him to turn more serious, the smile dropping.]

Pretty sure Screamy's still off limits, though. Bein' in the jail and all. Ain't sure about Shockwave.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

Then the one-eyed-freak's the first target.

[His eyes narrow, wings flicking. When Wheeljack wanted to do something, nothing really could stop him.

Except brute force.