"Boooooored. Why do they get all the fun."

 

Ramjet took his tank turret, approached Dropkick, put it down, sat down on it and replied.
"Yeah, that's a bummer, little guy, and I sat on my rear plate for three weeks after Starscream send me to help them...because I refused to clean up his mess on the base. Well, at least Screamer is not around here to annoy me with "I'm your leader, you shall obey me, yada yada yada...". You know, Dropkick, at least this mud ball have some fun stuff to do, like their music, movies, TV shows, video games and etc...so how about hacking some of their networks and then we'll watch a movie together...if you're not afraid to see those germs again."

 

"You like that crap? It's not even entertaining."

 

"After several weeks of doing nothing but sit near that smashed helicopter, their "crap" looks like a masterpiece, Dropster. Now come on, don't be a chicken, it'll be fun! Here, take a look..." Ramjet opened his cockpit and gently took out a portable TV, which he put on the ground and gave Dropkick a remote.
"Now, push the green button and let's begin our journey to the TV land!"

 

"Oh for gods sake."

Dropkick presses it, hoping his pain will end quickly.

 

"Heheh, And now the Monty Python and the Holy Grail, don't touch that dial."

 

"What dial?"

 

"This dial, Dropkick...now add the volume a bit, so that we can hear it..and also, do you see something on a T.V?"

 

Wreckage would offer his opinion, but Blackout has him tied up for a bit. Literally.

"I miss food."

 

Ramjet looked at Wreckage and made the weird expression of putting his index finger to his mouthplate..
"Shhh, Wreck-oh...we're trying to watch some Monty Python. If you're wanna eat something, ask the big guy.."

 

"All of my hate, Ramjet," Wreckage sighed. "All of my hate."

((Didn't want this to die.))

 

Dropkick picked out scraps of metal under his chasis. He would flick one out and it flew at Wreckage.

 

It hit. Prompting grumbling.

 

"Hopefully Barricade or Starscream comes back with some mission" says Dropkick as he picks out another flake of metal, again in Wreckage's direction.

 

Though Mikaela's eyes had to remain on the road, she allowed herself to crack a smile as she heard Sam's "success" at reaching the police. Now it was up to her to lead this four-wheeled demon (or whatever it was) out somewhere it would be easier to subdue... or easier for them to get away, in case something else went awry.

She was still faintly aware of the foreign metal sliding along her body, but as it seemed to pose no immediate threat, she forced herself to ignore it and stay focused.

Alright, rust bucket. You want a chase? You got it.

(( @fafireguy ))

 

Bee began to move himself to be near the duo
You two need to stop running, this is going to attract far more attention
"Are we there yet?"
Bee says with a clip from Donkey in Shrek 2

 

Suddenly Barricade came sliding in from around the corner some distance in front of them. His rear doors swung open.
"Get In!" He shouted at the humans through his false driver.

(( @GingaMagnus @moon moon ))

 

Bumblebee drifts past the police car
What the.... where did he come from?

 

Jolting with an audible gasp as the police car suddenly swerved in several feet ahead, Sam clutched onto Mikaela's shoulder and waited for her to come to a stop near the police cruiser. It looked like things were finally turning around for them, at the very least.

"Oh, thank god...Come on, come on!" He urged the young woman. "We gotta make a break for the car!"

 

"On it!"

She steered her way over to the cruiser, confident that the officer would be able to see the Camaro that was so obviously chasing after them.

The metal on her body ceased its movement, and its grip tightened to a noticeable pinch as if to deter her from moving forward. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to ignore it. They couldn't stop now.