Wheeljack was snickering quietly, while the Agent was dealing with the Commander.
Nightstar - Look at me.
She told Magnus. He just kept he head down. Ratchet popped his out of the Med-bay to see what was happening. The Commander knew he was in big trouble. Nightstar grabbed his helm by the cheek plating with her right servo and lifted his helm up. Her left servo was on her left hip. Slowly moving his optics upwards. Magnus' optics meet a upset Agent.
Nightstar - Look here Commander. I didn't have time to deal with you. So, doesn't your team. Get your act together. You made be still be confuse of what happen.
The Agent let go of the Commander's helm. Walking over to the Wrecker, who stopped snickering. She lean over to where she was at audio receptor level.
Nightstar - Listen here, Wrecker. Quit messing with the Commander. I'm sure in many years ahead of us. He might rip you apart. Don't mess with my Magnus. I'll come after you if you do.
Wheeljack - Whatever you say, Sweetspark.
He whispered back. Nightstar stood up straight. Her optics glare back at him from a shadow on her faceplate.
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FanfictionA new femme has joined Team Prime, but was discovered by M.E.C.H. Silas has convinced her to be on his side he would have a bot now to destroy the Decepticons and the Autobots. But, is convinced by Megatron, himself to join the Decepticons. Optimus...
