Of Drones and Logic

Absolute Truth Part 2: 3 Days Till Departure

N's expression started to tremble.

"I'm ashamed to admit it, but I'm not strong enough to protect Uzi, instead it was Uzi who came to my rescue when Rampage had me at his mercy. I don't want to be the one who needs rescuing. I don't want to watch from the sidelines watch you fight my battles. I want to-"

N fell silent when he suddenly felt his hat being lifted off his head, followed by a large servo patting him.

"N, you're not weak. Real strength isn't about your physical body, but your will. You might not be physically powerful, but you are brave. Being open about your weakness is nothing to be ashamed of; It takes a lot out of a guy to admit their flaws." Grimlock assured N as he gently messed with the boy's silver hair before he knelt down to his level.

"And there's no shame on trying to improve upon them. If you're that determined to be more physically capable, then who am I to say 'no'?"

N's tail starts to wag as a big bright smile beamed on his face.

"Really?! Thank you!"

"Relax. After all the things you did for me, it's the least I could do. Now then, meet me at the place where we fought Trypticon in half a mega-cycle, or 30 Earth minutes in your case." Grimlock replied with an amused chuckle.

"Yay! I'm gonna go change into something so I don't get my coat dirty! See you later!" N cheered before he turned and ran off home. As he did so, N also forgot about his hat which was stills held in Grimlock's servo.

"Wait, kid! You forgot your-! And he's gone." The Dinobot huffed, seeing that N was already long gone by the time Grimlock realised he still had N's hat.

Grimlock looked towards the servo which he held N's hat with before he puts it on his helm to wear it. He then turns to leave for the evac spot where the fight with Trypticon took place.

He'll just give N his hat back later, he suppose.

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"Ok, I'll just say it; Why is there bread here? Shouldn't the stuff had turned into a reaking pile of mold by now?" The one of two WDF worker drones ask as he looked at the pile loaves of bread sitting in the middle of the storeroom.

"Didn't you know? This particular bread is some kind of genetically modified super bread that never goes moldy. Why, it can sit there for a thousand years and the bread will still be as fresh and fluffy as the day it came out of the oven." The other worker drone explained to his coworker as he wrote down on a clipboard.

"Ok, but what about those weird devices?" The first worker asked as he points to the identical pair of red circular pads on the floor next to the bread pile.

"Those? They're teleporters built by some hardhat human dressed in red before the core collapse. Khan had them hidden here so his kid doesn't find them and abuse them." The 2nd drone replied again, leaving the first drone to nodd3d in understanding.

"I see. Should we lock up the storeroom when we leave?"

"Nah. Khan's kid is busy with the alien robots and the genocide robots. I see no reason to lock up the bread and the teleporters this time." The 2nd drone explained before the 1st drone shrugged.

"I guess you're right. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?"

And with that, the two drones left the storeroom, not bothering to lock the door.

Not even a few seconds later, the storeroom door slightly opens before Brawl, still carrying the bucket, peaks his helm through the small gap after eavesdropping on the two drones about the bread and the teleporters.