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“Of all the scrap-brained ideas,” Ratchet scowled as he looked at a certain guilty green mech, “Taking Bumblebee into a potential chase scenario when he no longer has the ability to access his wheels?!”
“He improvised,” Bulkhead tried to defend himself, and Bumblebee.
“Hey, Bee's waking up,” Raf announced to the ‘bots.
Ratchet turned on the scout next, “You've already lost your voice box and your T-cog. Were you really trying to add your Spark to the list?”
“Don't say that, Bumblebee,” Raf said from beside Pan who frowned at the young bot, “You're not useless.”
“Look, I hate to break up the pity party,” Arcee cut in, “But the 'Cons just added unknown Iacon payday number two to their armory.”
“Neither blame nor praise will modify past events, but we cannot afford to take further unnecessary risks,” Optimus said from behind the ‘bots, making them turn around to look at the Prime, “Bumblebee, you are not to leave our base, not until we can retrieve your missing biomechanism.”
Bumblebee’s face plates fell and he looked down at Pan and Raf.
The younger of the two gave the sympathetic look as the older held a guilty look in her eyes that confused the yellow scot.
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“Bumblebee is right to be less than hopeful, but you and I both know there exists a way to make him whole again,” Ratchet said to Optimus.
“A transplant,” Optimus nodded, “But that would require a donor.”
“You need look no further than the Autobot standing before you,” Ratchet told him.
