#wrangle

soppin' wet cat full of self loathin'

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Drift had been finding pieces of high grade energon everywhere! Primus must be happy with him today! It was like a scavenger hunt!

Ratchet- He was pumped up. He felt adrenaline rushing through him, the strength of 10 hundered- NO, TEN THOUSAND BOTS!!

He wanted to try the synth energon again, he had made some changes. They clearly had done nothing because he was exactly how he was the last time he used it.

He heard Wrangle and looked over, giving a smile, but not his usual one. One that said 'i am ready to fight!' "Wrangle, there you are!"

(FNAF!)

That is a huge ass animaltronic... it isn't trying to kill him. Yet... is it even a animaltronic?

"Uh....Heyyyy. wassup?"

Wrangle had been trying to clean and fix up his habsuite so it was made for the Quintessons, cleaning, decorating, deconstructing the berth to rebuild it to be more nest or hive like. He’d also grabbed every datapad or tape with anything about Quintessons on it.

"Me!?"