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Mininus Frowned down at the documents he had been given. "Soundwave, child of Nickel and ... what is this?" The sentence barely came out as a question.
"What is what?" asked Soundwave, ignoring the way Logos Prime and Prowl were giving each other a suspicious look.
Minimus stared blankly at him, then turned to Nickel, Logos, and Prowl. "Prowl, you are NOT the Father,
The audience screamed and clapped as Prowl ran over and flipped a table, shouting into the camera because this was just unacceptable. The bodyguards did their best to keep Soundwave From falling over dead or something. Oh no, you guys, there's shouting and Nickel is crying as she throws her fists against Minimus.
"The test is wrong!" she shouted, over and over, yet no one could hear her over the audience.
Minimus Folded up the paper and held up the microphone to Prowl once the bodyguards had him restrained enough to not throw another table. "What are you going to do about this? How will you move forward?"
"I knew it!" Prowl shouted back. "He was too ugly to be my kid!"
More screams, and now Soundwave was trying to rush to Prowl and kick his ass.
Darkwing rammed the gavel into the block hard enough to have it ring through the court room, "Order in the court! I will not have disorder in the court!"
"You clearly don't have as good of a hold over the court room as you believed you did!"
Darkwing's helm whipped around to his brother, engines practically defining everyone around him.
"Rich coming from you, Sentinel! You wouldn't be able to manage your sermons without the aid of your wife!"
"Don't you speak of my wife that way, you-"
The camera panned away from the laconian District attorney and his brother for fear he said something that was against radio broadcasting laws. The video instead focused back on Minimus who was crawling onto the Defendant table, lifting his digits to his mouth and letting out a loud whistle that caused everyone to flinch.
"I wasn't finished, while Prowl isn't the father, neither is Logos Prime."
The courtroom went silent, Nickel looking as if she was about to faint, holding Browning close to her.
"My father's a homo?!"