It's bad enough that Knock Out spent the better part of a week in that hellish prison. Bad enough that Megatron's been in a mood, that they still don't have the complete synth-en formula...now he's just off on a leisurely drive and he's getting pestered by the organic population again. How's he supposed to get any peace and quiet to himself around here? Maybe he ought to change his alt mode, scan something else, but honestly, he's rather attached to his one. Everyone else should just leave him alone.
Worse yet, it's an organic who knows his name. He actually recognizes her after a moment -- the unique hair helps, because honestly, the fleshies mostly all look the same to him. He'd almost liked this one, too -- she's got spirit -- but he's in no mood for her antics today.
"Buzz off, little insect," he snaps, revving his engine, a sign he's about to pull away. "I don't have time for idle chatter. Now shoo."
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It's bad enough that Knock Out spent the better part of a week in that hellish prison. Bad enough that Megatron's been in a mood, that they still don't have the complete synth-en formula...now he's just off on a leisurely drive and he's getting pestered by the organic population again. How's he supposed to get any peace and quiet to himself around here? Maybe he ought to change his alt mode, scan something else, but honestly, he's rather attached to his one. Everyone else should just leave him alone.
Worse yet, it's an organic who knows his name. He actually recognizes her after a moment -- the unique hair helps, because honestly, the fleshies mostly all look the same to him. He'd almost liked this one, too -- she's got spirit -- but he's in no mood for her antics today.
"Buzz off, little insect," he snaps, revving his engine, a sign he's about to pull away. "I don't have time for idle chatter. Now shoo."