Closed Rp | @fear-is-evolving
If anyone were pointing fingers, this was, without a doubt, Grimlock’s fault.
Not that Optimus ever pointed the fingers in this strange family of theirs, no matter how obvious the blame would be. But thankfully, Cade certainly did. It was helpful in times like the present. The man was currently yelling at the large beast of a bot to run along back home to the junk yard, before he created more of a mess then they were already in.
Optimus wasn’t about to stop him. Cade and himself seemed to be the only two able to keep the Dino-bots under control most days.
But today, Grimlock had insisted following like a lost puppy on one of Cade’s many outings to check for other Autobot signatures. And as if driving around in a Flame-decaled big rig wasn’t noticeable enough, having a large metal dinosaur dash through a town after them would most certainly be cause for alarm.
Once they’d reached the outskirts of said town, Optimus had allowed Cade to get out and scold him, but now, as time was growing short, it was necessary that the Prime step in.
“Grimlock, That’s quiet enough of your whining. You heard him. Now Get Home this instant! Cade, We have company! TRF jeeps are on the way, three clicks out!”
Thankfully, The Dinobot seemed to take the hint, and was taking off in the opposite direction.
Still, this was within 2 miles of their home! They’d have to hold ground strongly and carefully to get through this one...
“Cade, get home before they see you! I’ll handle this!”
Before the human could answer, Optimus was transforming back into vehicle mode, and took off in the direction of the jeeps, leaving Cade in the dust.
‘He’s safer this way... They all are...’
Prime wasn’t about to let any of TRF near the town, nor the junk yard they’d come to call home.
