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[build_it_up]

[A red tricycle is moving on its own, until a rock shows up from nowhere, gets in the way, and makes it fall. It suddenly changes into a tiny red robot that looks quite unhappy.]

Be more careful, mun! Hm…fleshies… [He sits on the ground, examining his knees for any possible scratch in his finish.]

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[build_it_up]

Yes? [Could be worse, so he won't complain.]

And what do you do now? As a medic, I mean. [He's aware of what caste he's into.]

[automobile_enthusiast]

What, do you mean to compensate for my, ah, shortcomings of stature? Or just in general?

[build_it_up]

[He moves his legs a bit.] Both!

[automobile_enthusiast]

Hm, well. [He transfers the little one to the crook of his arm so he can have the other hand free for gesturing.]

I have a very big friend, who helps remind the mechs who might otherwise take advantage not to be rude~. And as a medic, well, I do anything our good Lord Megatron asks me to do, of course.

[build_it_up]

[Such a dramatic bot, older Knock Out. But this is way comfier, nice.]

I have a big friend too, his name is Breakdown. I was racing against him when that rock got in the way.

Megatron?