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[aircommand]

I really hate you.

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[nonononono]

[after stumbling across the Starscream body pillow, it's only fate that Sam runs across him today]

...what can a mun do to a robot to really get them more hatred than usual?

[Because, seriously. You guys are giant alien robots...he can't imagine anything bigger trying to squish them or put them in mazes like labrats...]

[aircommand]

[Oh god that pillow.]

You'd be surprised.

[nonononono]

[He won't mention it if Starscream doesn't.

Or anyone, really, can just not mention it. He'd prefer not to hear it ever again. Probably like Ironhide and jello shots.]

Uh, well.

[He pauses, scratching the back of his neck.]

Considering I'd never known about giant alien robots fighting a war across the galaxy...I'm not sure much should be surprising anymore. Unless, like, you have some sort of Abraham Lincoln-bot.

[aircommand]

No but ...

Optimus Prime was a data clerk. Does that count as surprising?

Personally I thought he had been something even stupider, like a librarian. Though data clerk is pretty low.

[nonononono]

[Sam's not just squinting because Starscream's tall, not anymore.]

...they make Cybertronian libraries? How big would your books be?