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”I’m sorry, you want what for your room?” Mirage cocked his head to the side in confusion as Cliffjumper held up the data pad.
“Pool floats,” Cliffjumper repeated. He swam to the edge of the sitting room tank and tapped the screen. “These pool floats. For Bee.”
“For Bumblebee.”
“Yeah, because the rocks still hurt him. Please, Mirage?”
Mirage sighed softly before nodding. “All right. Pool floats for Bumblebee. Do not puncture them in carelessness.”
“I won’t! Thanks, Mirage!”
