Beachhead
"You betcha!" Spike answers cheerfully, "We live here, so anything we can do to help stop the Decepticons, we're all over it!"
Sparkplug adds, "Yeah. Now that you mention it. We're out a job thanks to those crank cases. More than happy to help pay them back for that."
"Gears," Prime commands, "You'll be taking the first shift watching our prisoner."
"Why am I always stuck on guard duty?"
"Because you're good at it."
"Nice way to say I'm terrible at everything else, Optimus. Thanks."
Prime nods to Gem and heads away from Ravage.
Jumpjet is torn. On the one hand, morbid curiosity what sort of hairbrained scheme the entertainer has in mind. On the other, being present when it is suggested means he'll probably be assigned to the part where he's herding Earth cattle for some strange reason. Come to think of it, there's no getting out of it regardless because he's already a part of Gem's team. Better to be present to shoot the idea down before he's simply ordered to do whatever insane task he's got to do. So he tags along.
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