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-Discreetly edits Onslaught's medical file so it classifies him as a sea-doo-
mechanicalonslaught said: “Forgive me. I had to try something.” Fortunately, Onslaught’s mask hid his grin.
The tank made a soft whine, looking at his leader. “D-Don’t do that.”
*pinches turret cheeks*
Brawl squeaked, then fell onto his back, looking up at Onslaught hurt.
Motormaster is greeted by a pleasant surprise upon checking his comms.
Although he isn't surprised by Breakdown, Sideswipe and whoreslaught Onslaught brings a wide smile to his face.
'Admiring the view?' He chuckled.
Don't even think about it.
Why what ever do you mean, sweetheart?
More threads were needed
Once again Onslaught had called Brawl to his office, this was becoming a habit. As fun as the ‘meetings’ were, I had been a while sense Brawl had smashed some Autobots. Maybe this time it was an actual mission, or maybe Onslaught was in a bad mood and wanted to yell at someone.
Stopping at the door, Brawl knocked and waited to be summoned inside.
Brawl was asleep on the sofa, fully repaired and looking better than new. One look at the tank and no one would have guessed the ordeal he had been through. If not for Onslaught, Brawl wouldn’t be here, he might be still going through that torture or dead. Onslaught had saved his life and Brawl owed him a great deal.
The Combaticon looked peaceful as he slept, he would wake up soon. In a terrified panic, unaware he is now safe.
What happens when Finny and Missy watch tank videos
Onslaught had ordered Brawl to his office, for what reason the tank didn't know. The truck didn't seem angry when he commed, maybe it was about some mission? It was better not to keep, Onslaught waiting.
Only a few minutes after he got the call, Brawl was outside the others office, taking a moment to prepare for anything. Onslaught was acting weird lately. Knocking on the door, he waited to be called in.