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Goldbug slammed his fists against the wall, yelling in anguish. The same anguish he felt in his spark. He repeatedly punched the wall, screaming as he did.
He hit the front of his helm on the wall in front of him. He screamed his spark out.
He went back to punching the wall. He kept punching the wall. He punched the wall some more.
He screamed.
He screamed as loud as he could.
He fell to his knees as he punched the wall one more time. He had to pay.
Prime had to pay.
He had to pay!
Goldbug screamed again before his voice box shorted out and forcefully reset. Tears formed and fell from his optics. He bawled his optics out.
What was he supposed to do?
Without him.
Prime took Breakdown away from him.
“What am I supposed to do…?”
Without you, but he didn't voice that last part out loud.
A hard rain was going to fall down on Prime like gravity.
Goldbug had to make Prime pay.