TFP: Primes Don't PartyMore Like This
Primes Don’t Party
-related to an interesting point/quote Arcee brought up in Con Job
-giftfic for Jee! Feel better with fluffy gay robots <3
It was bad enough when there was just one of Bulkhead’s obnoxious and destructive friends on the loose- knowing that the first one had been a fake didn’t ease my anxiety. If the ‘Con had been that annoying just pretending to be Wheeljack… the real one was even worse. I’d lost two welders and calibration meter into the first hour of the second, ‘real’ party. And since Optimus was out doing whatever it was he did on his own- most likely covering the nightly patrols the celebrating morons had abandoned- there was no one there to ensure the noisy crowd would obey my authority.
After a third welder had been crushed underfoot, I retreated to the sick bay, allowing myself to curse and vent loudly once the doors sealed shut. It was all too tempting to break a few ob