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Wheeljack fell heavy on the construction that supposed to be a couch. It was clumsily welded together from spare parts they had found here and there and it still lacked cushions, but it was at least somewhat comfortable. "So much work... but we didn't get too far today, huh?" The former wrecker groaned annoyed while rubbing his tired optics.
A moment later a warm cube of energon was held in front of his face. "Thanks, Bulk", he murmured grabbing the offered drink. Wheeljack could tell from the smell that it was spiked with highgrade. "We got one building down without anyone getting hurt and even sorted half of it's remains away. That's good enough for me", the green mech replied tiredly. His frame still scratched up and dusty. "Just wish we could have been able to end the day earlier to visit Bee in the med-bay... must be bored out of his processor by now" Bulkhead guessed while taking a seat beside his friend.
"Could be worse...At least got something t' look at" Wheeljack responded after taking a sip from the light blue liquid. "And who knows maybe the good doc takes enough pity of him to -" He was interrupted by Bulkhead who made a rather annoyed face "Nah. Stop. Right there. I don't wanna hear any of that. Just because you have a bet runnin' with Smokey you don't have to drag me into it." The green Ex-wrecker downed his own cube.The fact that Smokescreen had seen Bumblebee enter the medics living quarters the other evening didn't have to mean anything. Just like it didn't mean anything that the scout hadn't been back from said quarters until much later...