[Skids gets the transmission, which confirms exactly who it is--Hot Rod, a new and very good friend.
His processor is aware, but his wheels have their own idea, and his sensors lock on all the tight curves that form Hot Rod's sporty alt-mode. Underneath that hood, there was energon.]
Yes. Yes it is me, and I'm--
[Oh hell, Rod is slowing down.]
No! No, go faster. In fact, stay away.
Far away.
If you can.
[His engine revs, and he's speeding towards the orange and yellow flames.]
no subject
His processor is aware, but his wheels have their own idea, and his sensors lock on all the tight curves that form Hot Rod's sporty alt-mode. Underneath that hood, there was energon.]
Yes. Yes it is me, and I'm--
[Oh hell, Rod is slowing down.]
No! No, go faster. In fact, stay away.
Far away.
If you can.
[His engine revs, and he's speeding towards the orange and yellow flames.]