Of Drones and Logic

Fight Till I'm Good Enough Part 1

Brawl has had many moments that had brought him great joy in his long life, whether it was the thrill of devastating a whole Autobot army during Megatron's full-scale assault on Iacon, getting his servos on a Nucleon Shock Cannon or annihilating everything when combined with his team to form the mighty Bruticus.

But this? This was different. This wasn't like the thrill he gets during the war. This was special.

And he was having one of the absolute best times in his life! And what has he been doing, you may ask? Simple.

Brawl has done nothing but teleport bread for 3 days.

That was why he was laughing his helm off like a mad mech as he quickly snatch a loaf from the mountain of bread and throwing it into the activated teleporter over and over.

Had he ever stopped to take a break or call it a day and hit the hay? Nope, not even stopping for a wink.

That's how much he was enjoying this. And with the trip of Jenson City right around the corner, Brawl could not afford to waste even a second and make the most of it.

Where had Brawl been sending the mountain of bread? Who knows; Brawl doesn't remembers nor does he care. Cuz that ain't important right now.

"Yes. More bread! MORE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

As Brawl laughed maniacally, he did not realised just how much little bread was left for him to teleport until he reached his servo for the pile, only to grab nothing but air.

"Wait, what the?"

Brawl turns his helm to the bread pile, only to see nothing but the metal floor the bread pile used to be.

"I'm out of bread? Scrap. Oh well, nothing I could do about it now." Brawl sighed before turning to the teleporter and deactivated it, leading the spinning device to stop spinning after slowing down.

Once that was done, Brawl decided to call V via his commlink as he walked out of the storeroom but not before grabbing his bucket.

<"What?"> V questioned tiredly from the other end.

"Yo, V. Guess who's heading back to ya?" Brawl greeted as he walked down the hall.

<"What the- Brawl?! The hell have you been?! You were gone for the past 3 days!">

"Yeah, sorry about that. Just got caught up with something."

<"What the hell could've been so important that it made you disappear for 3 days?!">

Brawl tried to reply but was stopped when V spoke up again.

<"On second thought, never mind. Don't even bother answering. Knowing you, it was probably something stupid and not worth talking about.">

"Fair enough. How have things been with you?"

<"Aside from giving Scorn a rundown of the colony, feeding our prisoner to shut him up and keep him quiet, and being forced to go through Lizzy's constant make-up sessions, nothing much.">

Brawl chuckled at the last part.

"Uzi did mention how that girl practically lives off of make-up, didn't she?"

<"Yeah, but I didn't think she'd be THAT dedicated to that kind of thing.">

"Just out of curiosity, what's it like having a make-up session?" Brawl asked, only to be left in silence from the other end.

<"...Please tell me you're not planning on asking Lizzy to do some make-up on you?">

Brawl stops and blinks at the totally not so very accurate assumption.