#prime!verse

After having the aft grabbing run in with the odd, but kind Megatron, Hotshot had been left to his devices for a while, which included a chance to just look around for a bit. This world was new, interesting--and suddenly something cold and wet is flying right at him and smacking him upside the helm. The doorwingers first response is to whip around with weapons blazing but small ping in his processor stops him.This was one of those topsy turvy worlds.. Megatron was nice, he was still in range of the Decepticon base.. and there was no pain--”Oi! The scrap are you doing?!” He shouted, trying to find the source while kneeling down. Two could play at this game!