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It was a fine day on the Lost Light, fine for all! Swerve was busy, Ratchet wasn’t- today bode well! For everyone.. everyone other than the esteemed Ultra Magnus.
You see, Magnus had a problem. A problem he dealt with practically ever. Single. Day. That problem.. was Rodimus. The captain of the Lost Light.
Now, there was nothing wrong about the captain’s leadership. (for the most part) What he wasn’t good at, was reading the reports Magnus spent so much time and effort drafting up.
You see, these reports contained many things! How much shanix had been spent, how the various establishments and services on the ship had been faring in the past orbital cycle, aswell as needed repairs and maintenance.
That was the important part.
Rodimus.. the oh-so-very-busy-bee had been far too distracted with various matters to attend to the detailed reports that Ultra Magnus had left for him.
(Whether those matters were of high importance? Well…)
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“Heyy- So, Magnus.. I’ve been hearing a lot of complaints around the ship. Everyone says we have lots of broken things and-“
Magnus scowled. Rodimus was informing HIM of issues around the ship. Rodimus was also leaning casually in a doorway. This was maddening.
“I am very aware, Rodimus. I have send you many a report on it. In fact- I have told you IN PERSON of these issues, in FACT- are you aware that in subsection-“
Rodimus leant forward onto the fronts of his pedes, leaning up to press a digit against Magnus’s lips.
“Shhhhut your face. Now…”