[Transformers] Short Stories

Basically, with Rodimus as a friend, drifting is very satisfying.

The energetic little sports car will always make him experience a different feeling from the past. It is different from fighting or being displaced, but it is like a life mode that only exists in peacetime.He is not often responsible for the aftermath, most of the time, he only needs to help this approval-seeking captain get encouragement and praise.

Drift insists that Rodimus is on good terms with him not just because the former likes to listen to good things, but because, occasionally, he can really be a TF, or some TF's backing, as if he once got it from other TFs. Warmth as much as support.

There are also very few times when he will feel brain pain because of the whim of the small sports car.

Like now.

"It's really... Rodimus, what do you want me to say?" Drifting slowly moved along the corridor to the room of the sky, trying to prolong this time as long as possible.

"Just, persuade him?" Rodimus' voice was rarely so confident, "Let him relax..."

"Relax? Do you think I'm you?" Drift stopped and stopped, trying to use the limited time to dispel Rodimus's ridiculous thoughts, "Just tell me what you did, and then I will admit my mistake. For the ambulance's sake, I guess Old Tong wouldn't do anything to me."

"I let Lao Tong drink some high-purity, high-concentration wine, and I lied to him that it was low-alcohol sparkling wine." Buttianshi said in a vague voice, "The last deviation suggested to me that Lao Tong will change when he is drunk. It was very interesting, I couldn't help it, and in the end, huh..."

"What's the situation with 'huh'?" In desperation, Drift had to come up with the worst possible outcome, "What's wrong with you? You hate him? He hates you? You're in the same room and beat to pieces, and then come to me Destroying corpses and destroying traces?"

"Be sober, drifting, it's not a big problem." Rodimus couldn't help scolding, and immediately lowered his voice, "I'm communicating with you well."

When there was no way to go, Drift raised his head, and the window with "Designated Executor Before the Tier Lester Agreement" was shining brightly in front of him.Just wait to accept Tong Tianxiao's anger, Drift, you asked for all of this!

If he is unlucky, I hope the ambulance will still be willing to wait for him.

Drift's sounder stuck, he coughed, and followed Rodimus' low voice to sneak around, as if something behind the door would tear open the door and rush out at any moment: "Xiao Bu, how are you? What should I do now? "

"Be careful, push open the door, and walk in gently." Rodimus said deeply, "If something goes wrong, run, the faster you run, the better."

Drift swallowed the electrolyte, he wasn't afraid of Tong Tianxiao, but he was a little worried about what he would see when he opened the door, this wasn't a door at all, it was Pandora's lid, now he still had a chance to turn around and go to Devotee for a drink, listen Spiral's nonsense, wait until this cycle has passed before dealing with this matter.

He flung open the door.

No imaginary squirts of power fluid or worse, everywhere.

This place is still very clean, with all the elements that can reflect the owner's obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, far beyond the imagination of a sloppy living body.

The drifting camera probes around the room.

"Uh, I saw him." Drift froze for a while before saying.

Rodimus tried: "Why didn't you speak just now? Are you avoiding his pursuit?"

"What? No, of course not."

This simple answer caused Drift to receive a series of non-stop responses from Rodimus: "Okay, you are fine, you came in alive, great, Drift, great, it seems that his drunken hostility is just For me, perfect! Celestial Dawn on the Seeker hates his captain, cool, very cool..."

Drift was just silent until Romus finally calmed down.

"How is he?" Rodimus asked next.

"He..." Drift didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him.

Tong Tianxiao looked like a big dumpling, a depressed dumpling immersed in a background full of shadows.

Drift didn't even understand how Tong Tianxiao shrank such a large body into a sphere, but he did it, a spherical Tong Tianxiao!His hands are wrapped around the calf armor, and the head sculpture is buried between the two knee armors. The white antenna also looks extraordinarily thin and trembling slightly. Only the towering shoulder armor destroys the entire spherical shape.

"Tiantianxiao...?" Drift called softly, Xiao Xin leaned over, raised his hand but didn't know what to do: poked it with a finger?A slap across the face?Pushen, you can't catch his antenna, right?

Drift looked around, but did not see Rodimus, there is no second TF here.

He belatedly remembered a serious question: where did Rodimus communicate with him?

"Rodimus, where are you?"

Rodimus is silent.

"Say something?" Drift was in a hurry.

"Where am I? Where am I? Well, that's a good question." Rodimus said listlessly. "Very embarrassing. Celestials locked me up. While he was drunk, he took me, a ship Long, treat it like a whirling blade!"

"Where are you locked up?"

Tong Tianxiao remained silent, Drift felt that at least some recovery could be made to the situation: take Rodimus out of this place where chaos cannot come, as if none of this happened.

"It's in his room, somewhere in a locked cupboard, I think." Rodimus said with a sense of humor.

It's hard to find, Drift has to admit.

Celestial had locked all the cabinets in the room, and they all seemed big enough to hold Rodimus.

"I really don't know what's so interesting about this." Rodimus in the inside complained, "Is it still so interesting to deviate? Hasn't he been cleared enough by the old man?"

"I don't know what you're expecting." Drift said while knocking on the cabinets one by one, "He knows all about the sky."

Just one sentence is enough to explain everything.

"I thought, like in those movies that Bi Li likes to watch, an old-fashioned person can flirt or something when he's drunk." Rodimus sounded like he didn't care about anything, and vented brokenly, "It should have been okay It developed very simply: he drank some wine, complained to me that his state has been a bit bad recently, you know, it didn't work, he was depressed or something, I reassured him that things were not that bad, and then... I went back to my room to recharge chant."

Drift was sure that Rodimus's idea was not as simple as he said, but he was not going to expose the opponent's excuse at this time.

"If I had known that he had held grudges against me for a long time..." Rodimus said depressingly, "I heard your knocking, and I am in this cabinet."

Drift squinted his mirror to look at the small print on the cabinet.

"Romus, it's very bad," he whispered. "This is a safe."

"what?"

"Safety cabinet." Drift repeated the word, "I can't open it, let alone forcibly break it without hurting you. The only way is to get the key, or the password, or the key and Password—if he had double insurance on."

"Drift, help me out. Get me out before I break my waist!" Rodimus wailed softly, "I was forced in at all, and my posture in it seriously challenged my joints!"

Drift took a deep breath, slightly angry.

Tong Tianxiao can't do this.

No matter how unreliable Rodimus was in the light mirror of the former law enforcement officer, but he took high purity, he and Tong Tianxiao stayed alone, this is the maximum leniency, because there is no TF who will voluntarily Stay alone in a room with Tong Tianxiao.

What's more, Rodimus wanted to please the other party, but in exchange he was locked in a closet.

With a strong vigor, he drifted a few steps to the side of Tongtian Tuanzi.

"Knowledge!" he yelled.

Rodimus muttered something in the paint, but Drift ignored it.

"Wake up!" Drift grabbed Tong Tianxiao's antenna and pulled up the opponent's heavy head sculpture.

Feats that can make the audience gasp, drunken rhetoric.However, the current drift can no longer take care of that much.

There is not a trace of color in Tianxiao's optical mirror that can touch sobriety, his optical tone is generally sad, Drift recognized it in time, and let go of his hand slightly under the shock of shock.

"All-knowing?"

The other party didn't answer, and as Drift let go of his hand, his head lowered even lower.

"Knowledge?!" Drift crouched down, almost screaming, leaning against his audio receiver.

Tong Tianxiao responded, his mirror was empty, and his voice was indifferent: "Minimos, it's Minimos Ampas."

There is a response, which is great.

"Minimos, God knows, you have to open the safe." Drift said patiently, "Romus is inside—you locked it in!"

"Also apologize to me." Rodimus added in the inside line, "Write a review, write an inspection, and put in confinement! Just like he punished other TFs on the Xunguang!"

"No!" Tong Tianxiao still buried his head, and only uttered one word from his vocalizer.

"No?" Rodimus and Drift shouted almost at the same time, the former was anxious, the latter was surprised.

"Wait, Drift, let me talk to him, let me say—" Rodentes sounded so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, "Acquainted with the sky! You scum..."

Drift turned off the inside line.

"Oh, come on, old man, you are a reasonable person, and I always thought you were quite reasonable." He persuaded the former law enforcement officer who was so drunk that he might not even be able to spell "Tirrest", "It's against a single law to lock up Rodimus,

Right? "

"No..." Tong Tianxiao said in a low voice.

"That's right, then let him out." Drift cheered up, "Password? Key? You didn't use the triple lock, did you?"

The answer is decisive and ruthless.

"No." The pronunciation of this word sounds more like Tong Tianxiao choked up, but it doesn't look like it after thinking about it.

Drift gave up.He originally thought that he could ease the incompatible relationship between these two TFs, but found that Tong Tianxiao needed to be knocked on the head by the ambulance and check the brain module more than he did.

He re-opened the internal line and decided to listen to what Rodimus wanted to do.

"The communication is ineffective." He complained. "I tried my best. Really, no one can deal with him."

Fortunately Rodimus was not as hysterical as before.

"Ask him, why did you lock me up?" When Rodimus wanted to save himself, he always had a way.

Sounds like a good question.And seriously, Drift is curious himself.

"Why did you lock up Rodimus?" Drifting risked harming the fire, and tugged Tong Tianxiao's antenna again, "Old Tong? Minimos?"

After 1 years, or as long as 1 years have passed, Tong Tianxiao finally raised his head, and looked at the drift vaguely through the optical mirror.

"So he's safe." He replied in a low voice as if admitting his mistake.

END.