“I’ve got to find something to do …” Breakdown whined, sitting on the back rest of a couch in the rec room. Th growling in her tanks was driving her mad, and she knew she probably couldn’t eat energon like she normally would have.
Not to mention the energon dispenser was somewhere her small stature couldn’t reach.
Hardshell storms into the room and heads straight to the dispenser. He fills his cube and turns to leave but is stopped dead in his track when he sees breakdown. “Why is green fleshling here?”