Tfp!human!au:

tfp!human!au:

arcee: *stretches*

arcee: - ugh, my whole body hurts..

smokescreen: - oh, is it because of dealing with all that paperwork? or because of some intense workout?

arcee: - it's because of my being in my late 20s.

smokescreen: - so.. what's the fear of spiders called again?

arcee: - weakness.

ratchet: - ..arachnophobia.

bulkhead: - common sense!

no one:

vehicons: - if we combine our powers, we can be even more useless than we are individually

wheeljack: - you're so resilient!

arcee: - thanks. my options were that or dead.

tfp!human!au:

smokescreen: - your tattoos look dope, but what do they mean?

wheeljack, grinning: - that i cannot be trusted with two thousand bucks for sure.

smokescreen, admiring the sunset: - now imagine how cool it would be if you could take screenshots in real life..

bulkhead:

arcee:

bulkhead, in a whisper: - may be we should remind him about cameras?

arcee, in a whisper: - nah

☕ probably the weirdest associations ever but anyway tfp autobots as things you add in your tea:

🫙 wheeljack - cinnamon

🥛 smokescreen - milk

🥄 bulkhead - sugar

🌿 arcee - herbs

🍯 bumblebee - honey

🍋 ratchet - citrus

🫐 optimus - berries

🧊 ultra magnus - ice

🫗 cliffjumper - sugar syrup

arcee: - i have two pieces of news.

optimus: - in such a case, please, start with a good one.

arcee: - who told you that there was a good one?

ratchet: - has anyone seen bumblebee and smokescreen?

bulkhead: - oh i'm sure they're fine. i left them with wheeljack!

ratchet: - no offense, bulkh, but those two sentences don't go together.

ultra magnus: - it seems like we have to change our strategy. quick, what is the plan b?

bulkhead: - well.. there's no plan b.

wheeljack: - and there's no plan a either.

smokescreen: - yeah, basically, we have no idea what we're doing.