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“I don't know how much more of this I can take.”
Bee cried in his friend's arms.
Breakdown agreed, he was just as scared but he didn't show it. He wanted to be strong for Bee.
“I know…”
They were just younglings. They didn't belong in a war! How were they even going to survive?
“I know it's getting rough out there…but I promise that we can get through it. Once it's over, we can go back to racing!”
Breakdown put on a smile for Bee.
“Yeah…that sounds nice. But what about now? What are we going to do?”
Breakdown was silent until he came up with something.
“We survive. I know that's probably not what you wanted to hear…but it's all we can do.”
“You're right. Just…please try not to die on me. Alright?”
“Seriously? Do you know me? Primus and Unicron couldn't kill me even if they tried.”
Breakdown chuckled.
Bee rolled his optics.
“I'm serious. If you die on me, I'll revive you somehow just to kill you again myself.”
“Seems like you're not that serious.”
Bee glared at him.
“Breakdown.”
Breakdown smiled playfully.
“Okayyyy fiiiine.”