Two days later
Dreadnought twitches as his communicator goes off, then lifts his head slightly with a displeased rumble. //What?//
//We need you at the Ark,// says Optimus gravely.
//Do you know what slaggin' time it is?// Dreadnought blinks and tries to get the right readout in front of his optics, but winds up settling for reading Gen's chrono instead.
//Yes. I'm sorry. But Secretary Keller wants to talk to us.//
That wakes the black mech up, and he props himself up on an elbow as all his systems go into battle standby mode. //I'll be right there.//
//Thank you.//
Dreadnought sighs and looks down at his mate, radiating apology and pondering the best way to get over her and off the berth.
//We need you at the Ark,// says Optimus gravely.
//Do you know what slaggin' time it is?// Dreadnought blinks and tries to get the right readout in front of his optics, but winds up settling for reading Gen's chrono instead.
//Yes. I'm sorry. But Secretary Keller wants to talk to us.//
That wakes the black mech up, and he props himself up on an elbow as all his systems go into battle standby mode. //I'll be right there.//
//Thank you.//
Dreadnought sighs and looks down at his mate, radiating apology and pondering the best way to get over her and off the berth.