I didn't cover this episode in my old book so I figured i should try in this one,don't expect much changes anyway onto the chapter shall we))
[Amdist a heavy storm, Optimus Primal was seen scouting for Energon or Predacon activity]
Optimus:Optimus to Command Center. Scrub the mission! Looks like one extremely ill wind is blowing our way."
[No reply, he tried to hail the Axalon again for any response...]
Optimus:Command center! Do you read...!?"
[Meanwhile, back at the Axalon, Lisa was just finishing her task, preparing a score of posts that reform into capsules when inactive]
Lisa:That does it. Survey posts are ready for duty [then She turns to Rattrap] Any word from Optimus?
Rattrap:Not a flicker. This storm's trashin' the comlinks worsen' usual and that's bad enough [Rattrap says working on the computer's comms which are still hindered by the storm. As Lincoln is trying to draw on his tablet but storm messing with his device]
Lincoln:Yeah this storm is definitely no joke can't get any good reception at all right now.
Lana:Maybe we should cancel the mission then if the weather is this bad don't you guys think so?
Dinobot: This mission is too critical to be interrupted by a minor variation of weather [Dinobot said while tweaking on a device. He growls and asks angrily] Who took the synchro-laser?!
[Cheetor steps in and says] Cheetor:Allow me [but he worked so quickly that it caused the device to fall and roll to the elevator shaft. Dinobot notices and throttles Cheetor by his neck]
Dinobot:You hyper little... [Dinobot curses as Lincoln grabbed his arm shoved him away from Cheetor]
Lincoln:Back off,it was an accident so lay off him right now dinobot! [He growls as he reluctantly obeys as the bomb still rolls away]
Rattrap:The bomb! Watch out! [Rattrap shrieks in fear]
Optimus:Some sort of trouble? [Optimus comes up, having caught the bomb on his hand]
Cheetor:Hey, Big Bot, We're just lockin' down the big ba-bang, here [Cheetor eventually uses the synchro-laser to adjust the bomb] One last adjustment and... there! We're set to blast that Predacon base back into orbit As space debris! [Cheetor proclaims. But the bomb eventually begins to act up, sending Rattrap in a panic and Optimus in a shock, but it shuts down before it can detonate automatically.
Optimus:Put it to bed were stalled. [He ordered]
Dinobot:What?
Rattrap:You can't...[He tries to speak next]Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
Lisa:What are you talking about commander? [She asks confused]
Lana:Thank goodness.
Lincoln:Good call Optimus.
Cheetor:It's just a crossed quasar circuit! I can fix it! [the bomb Cheetor carried acted up slightly]
Optimus:That storm'll hit us within the hour [Optimus notified]
Cheetor:An hour? [Cheetor scoffs and says next] Not a problem, fellow beasts, I can outrun anything the skies can dish.
Optimus:Sorry, Cheetor. It's too risky [Optimus refused] The placement of those survey posts must be thoroughly calculated to avoid contact with any underground energon deposits.
Cheetor:I'm not some dippy cub, y'know [ Cheetor continuously insisted] I can do this. Try havin' some faith in me for once!
Lincoln:Cheetor that's not what primal saying at all he's trying look out for yo-
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