Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 4Bluestreak would've been smirking right now if he could. In a way, he felt bad for leaving Mirage to handle the wild case of Myra Daniels but then again - he didn't have to feel sorry for his friend either. As he drove through the underground tunnel, he could hear the faint voices of his teammates, but there was something different in their tones. Something was up...Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He came around the corner only to see their medic pacing in front of the wall mounted screen muttering. The Mustang transformed to his normal height and began to rotate his shoulders, rubbing out the sore cables. "Did someone pull a prank on Ratchet and put his wrenches in the pipes? ... Again." Bluestreak asked, glancing over to Arcee and Bulkhead.
The smaller femme snorted. "If only that was the case."
Bluestreak walked over to the blue femme and green mech, leaning against the wall. He looked over to their medic who continued to pace and mutter at the monitor. "What's got Ratchet's tailpipe in a twist?