"Yanno what we should do?"
It was late. Or rather, it was early, not more than a few megacycles after the night shift had finished. But for a rat who spent his nights on sentry duty, and a raptor who patrolled whenever his rat was occupied and only slept after a good, long bout of interfacing, it was late. It was late enough that Dinobot had half a mind to ignore Rattrap and feign recharge. It wouldn't be the first time, and he had a strong inkling he knew what was coming next.
"We should do it."
Yep, there it was. The Primus-damned rodent had "The Notion." The urge to consummate their relationship. To make it permanent.
He wanted to Sparkbond.
Dinobot didn't respond right away. He wasn't sure how to respond, to be completely honest. Of all the partners he'd had, Rattrap was the most likely to understand him, to be okay with the few lines of bad code that drifted through his processor. Primus, he probably had a few bad lines of code himself! But there was always the chance that he woul