[It's okay, Perry, Wheeljack can tell you're one of those deep-thinker types. Not that it was a bad thing. Just something Wheeljack will need to work with. He gives a two fingered salute in return, watching You scurry over to Bartholomew.]
Yeah! And you brought cookies? Don't tell me you made those yourself, or I'll be really jealous.
[Because boy does she wish Wheeljack could cook something that wasn't microwaved.]
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Yeah! And you brought cookies? Don't tell me you made those yourself, or I'll be really jealous.
[Because boy does she wish Wheeljack could cook something that wasn't microwaved.]