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[4_toteachus]

[For a while after the pages thing, Four found it hard to get himself interested in anything. After all the chasing he had done, he's still all alone. His family isn't here, and he wonders if they'll ever be here. He knows that if he doesn't give himself something to do, he'll slowly drive himself crazy by sitting in a corner and going through every moment he had spent with each of his family members.

It doesn't take him long to give himself a project. He has made a few friends here, so maybe it's time to appreciate them. This is way better than sitting around and moping all day.]

Jetfire
Elita
Mirage
Starscream
Thundercracker
Soundwave
Kay
Wing
Raf
Ratchet

I have a present for you. I made them myself :)

Also I have a question for everyone else:

What makes something beautiful?

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[4_toteachus]

[Have you become a murderer of innocent living dolls?

Mirage, why?]

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[Almost immediately, Mirage checks the ground. There was...nothing there. Even after scanning. At least that meant the little one hadn't fallen...that he knew of.

So it was still on his person.]

Bambino...! Answer me in some way, per favore!

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[4_toteachus]

[And suddenly a tiny face appears upsidedown into Mirage's view. Four had been trying to get on top of Mirage's head, and got a little caught on his way up. Luckily, he's perfectly alright!

He smiles mischievously as he dangles from the ridges on Mirage's forehead and offers the robot a wave.]

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[While a bit shocked, Mirage IS relieved to see the little one alive and well. He'd go on and lecture, especially with that mischievous grin...but he had a feeling it would just fall on deaf ears. So instead, a hand reaches up and nudges him into the little groove inbetween his forehead. That's a nice sitting spot.]

You must be careful, little one.