Boulder and Chase are trying to work but something disturbs them.
____________________________________________________________________________________________"Does Heatwave realize how hard this actually is?" Boulder asks, still stuck on an entire lesson plan.
"It is like he has many ideas stacked up in his mind." Chase replies. "He has a stack he has made that we might want to teach and can alter to our styles."
"That still doesn't make this job easy." Boulder says. "It is weird trying to follow what we like when you still have to follow protocol."
"At least we know not to break it, I still remember how Heatwave was when he had to deal with those random charges." Chase can easily recall it. "I've never heard so much Cybertronian like I did in that one moment."
"Speaking of that, how is Blades doing?" Boulder knew Blades was taking some time off, but he never really got too much context of it.
"He's out of it, and he has every right to be." Chase responds. "He never met his Sire and now, after so long thinking he was dead, Blades sees him alive. Honestly, I would feel the same way if I saw either one of my creators."
"Les di un trabajo y, sin embargo, parece que sus mentes son tan pequeñas como sus cámaras, ya que ni siquiera pueden seguir una sola máquina." (I gave one job and yet it seems that their minds are as small as their chambers since they can't even keep track of a single machine!)
Both bots stop with their conversation, noticing how familiar the language spoken is to them.
"Si no fueran niños pequeños, entonces probablemente me batiría en duelo con ellos en la batalla hasta que quedaran tan magullados como Shockwave cuando le pateé el cuerpo hace un rato. Incluso si les hiciera eso a estos pequeños, no duraría tanto."
(If they weren't little kids then I would probably duel them in battle until they were bruised as bad as Shockwave was when I kicked his frame a while back. Even if I did that to these little ones, they wouldn't make it that long.)Chase gets up, heading to look out the door as he watches Heatwave walk on by, muttering possible death threats worthy of Spanish in such a low vivid tone. It didn't matter what exactly happened because it needs to be stopped before something bad goes down and tears are shed.
"Heatwave, ¿Qué te ha enojado ahora?" (What has you mad now?)
"What?" Heatwave then realized what exactly was done, then continued forth with actual English but still anger raging within. "Thank you."
"How?!" Boulder didn't think it could ever be done, especially because they had always been given difficulties when trying to get Heatwave to get out of the language habits he throws.
"Just ask him what is wrong in the language he is speaking and then he'll stop," he says. "He doesn't actually realize he is speaking the language until you speak it back."
"Ok but how many have you memorized?"
"I only know Russian and Spanish, I have no idea what other ones he speaks." At least they knew how to stop Heatwave those times.
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Transformers Rescue Bots - The Future
FanficThe Past, The Present and now the Future. Let us see how the Four Rescue Bots are now during Transformers Rescue Bots Academy as it goes from season 1 to season 2.