For the dream thing: Optimus Prime + Megatron + double-ended false spike + much lube. You do the math.
“PRIMUS FLYING FRAG”
The pile of symbionts explodes away from the berth as Bruin leans over the edge purging his tanks.
<> Specter murmured, watching carefully.
“Uuugh, I dunno but I’m not recharging now. Don’t need any more corrupted memories like that..”













