a-fountain-of-ideas started following you.
Ratchet grumbled and shook his helm. “There’s just so many of you, dear Primus. And you,” He pointed to Brainstorm. “Just stay off of my nerves and it will benefit us both.”
“Ratchet Ratchet Ratchet. Why so grumpy towards me! I haven’t done anything except grace you with my wonderful presence!”
Ratchet stared at the other mech for a moment before letting out a loud, dry laugh. He waved a finger at Brainstorm and shook his helm, chuckling quietly. “Ha! Don’t even get me started. I don’t need anyone who’s full of themselves around here. I’ve already got /Rodimus/ to deal with.”













