[Meanwhile back at the Junkyard Drift is seen balancing and meditating with his Sword.]
Drift: No fear. No hate. No anger. No fear. No hate. No anger
[A baby Dinobot flew by and landed on Drift's foot causing him to lose balance]
Drift: Get off you maggot. I'll kill you flying rat! [Swings his sword around trying to kill the baby Dinobot] He is very little. Very tiring.
Crosshairs: Loosing our heads sitting around here. So tired of hiding.
Mirage: You think man?
Cliffjumper: Yeah man we had to hide from TRF. For a reason.
Ironhide: Because we need to lay low until we can sort things out with the humans.
Elita One: That's the point.
[Meanwhile Michael, Cade, Bumblebee, Jazz, Sideswipe and Hound arrived at the junkyard entrance]
Michael: Oh, hey, Chief! Wow, nice horse you got there. You are really getting in this whole thing man.
Chief Sherman: Don't call me Chief. My name is Sherman.
Michael: Aren't you the tribal chief?
Chief Sherman: [Takes off his sunglasses] Yeah. But from you it sounds... I don't know vaguely racist.
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Transformers (Reader Insert)
ActionAfter Sam's show and tell presentation of his great grandfather's items, he and his younger brother Michael had their first cars. Little did they know that the cars are robots from another planet. It will be a big journey for them.