Transformers: My Version

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Picking a new teammate

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Cybertron, time: 7:59 

A big room, with a pretty big desk which is littered with datapads. There’s also a pretty narrow closet and a big bed next to the wall. It was very quiet and calm. Suddenly the alarm screamed and on its screen it was 8:00. A still sleepy servo turned it off. After a while, the owner of the servo got out from under the blanket. It was Optimus Prime. He didn’t really wanted to get up, but he didn’t have a choice. Still sleepy he got up on his pedes, made his bed and went out of the room, to the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen, he saw Elita one who was drinking energon. When she noticed Prime, she took a glass of still warm energon and handed it to him. - Wanna have some? - Of course. Thanks. - You’re welcome. By the way you’ll pick a new teammate for us, don’t you? - Yeah. *he sighed* Oh why should I always wake up so early? I always feel so awful!.. - That’s because you never sleep tight. - Thank’s “captain obviously”. Elita chuckled. - Ah, I remember the times when you were Orion Pax, you never have been indignant about getting up early or anything else. Sweet, innocent, Orion. - You know I don’t like my past name being mentioned.. - Oh, yeah, sorry. - No, it’s ok. I have to go. See you later. - Bye! Hope you’ll be back soon!   Optimus went outside the base, transformed and rolled out.  

Autobot base A3, time: 9:00

Optimus got near the base and got met by another his old friend: Rodger. He was much lower than Prime and the body colour was pretty usual, white with pastel-blue details. And he was a bit older than Optimus. - You’re punctual as always, Prime! We’re gonna pick you a new teammate now, hehe. Optimus just nodded and they entered the base. Mechs talked about their live, about the situation, Rodger told some jokes sometimes. After a while Optimus got tired of walking without a goal: - Rodg, when will you give me the top-3 list?? - One fem will bring us the list just in a few minutes, be patient. - Ok. Hmm by the way, may I ask you a question? - Of course. What is it? - How many warriors are here? As I see, your base is three times bigger than mine. - Oh, let me count, uuhm 50 plus those from-.. - 50?! Are you serious?! - Woah woah, chill out! That’s not so much!  - Not so much!? I get stressed even when I have to speak to more than five persons! I can’t even imagine living with a lot of bots, which I don’t really know, under the same roof! - But you’re responsible for a whole planet! - But I don’t have to communicate with all them every day! - Hahah, you got a point. But that’s still a bit strange. Don’t you think so? - I know… During their conversation, a feme really came over and gave Prime a file, than she went somewhere else. - That’s our “secretary”. Nice girl, isn’t she? - Well, yes I guess. Optimus opened the file and saw a wrecker. - Uuhm, I think we have enough power in our team he turned the page to the second one. Rodger laughed a bit. - Are you searious? In your team there are you, one mechanic-wrecker, one old medic, two femes and two twin-brothers with no special abilities. You really think your team is strong? - Well we are not weak. By the way, you remind me of a sale-woman from a bazaar right now. When he turned the page to the third variant, he saw a cute faceplate, which belonged to an overly young mech. His metal colour was yellow with darker-yellow and black details. The name was really matching: Bumblebee. Birth-number: B-127. Hmm, a racer and scout. They needed scouts to get more information about their enemies. This one is a professional. Success of a mission more than 80%. Great.   Rodger noticed, that Prime payed more attention to this variant than to the others. - Got interested in? He’s our favourite! He will quickly fit into the team! -For Primes’ sake, Please turn off your inner saleswoman! -Ok ok! Chill out! Haha. Since when are you so irritable? -*sigh* Sorry, I’m just.. Very tired. - Is ok, don’t worry. By the way, shall we go to the courtyard? We have free-time right now, most bots are doing something outside. Bee’s on a mission right now but he should return today and hopefully we’ll see him right there. - ok.   The mechs went to the courtyard.
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