─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ
Send ─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ to just charge at my muse and tackle them to the fucking ground like an all-star rugby player.
You would think, based on all the times Bumblebee is tackled unexpectedly, that he would have learned to fall with more grace. Not the case.
With a undignified yelp, Bumblebee is on the ground. Once he registers that the mech on top of him is Cliffjumper, his look of bewilderment quickly turns into a mischievous smirk. “Hey--” one quick move and he’s rolled on top of the red minicar. “What was that for?”










