"Optimus was terminated. An alien probe has landed at standing stones. It admitted an energy burst during Optimus' transformation. He... vanished."
Rattrap narrowed an optic at Saber; a hint of suspicion still lurked in his thoughts. Despite her explanation, he wasn't the least bit surprised. He warned everyone about that place, and now their fearless leader was gone. Perhaps not quite dead, but at least the Predacons didn't have their hands on him.
"What?!"
The demolition expert glanced at Skyfire; the one most likely to be shaken up by the news. He hoped Optimus wasn't "terminated," as lightly as the saber tooth kitty put it, because this group would be a difficult one to lead without him. Rattrap had to give the monkey props for his effort thus far on the planet. But now he might have made the biggest mistake by investigating that alien device.
Wait a minute, why was he transforming?
Yeah, thought RT.
Good question. He looked at Saber-Fang.
"Predicon attack."
What a surprise, the rat sarcastically said in his head.
Listening to everything, Dinobot took the opportune time to intervene and take leadership into his own hands. He would try to keep it subtle at first, though. Standing tall in his beast mode, he stepped in near Saber and faced the group.
"We have no time for further analysis now!" he said, perhaps with a little too much eagerness, but they were wasting time chatting. They needed to secure that pod.
"We must make another attempt to secure the probe from the Predaons." He looked downward at the rodent and said in a commanding tone,
"Rattrap, come with me."
Say what?! First of all, why the heck was Lizardbutt asking
him to go with him? Fat chance! If that
thing made Optimus disappear, he wasn't going to be next! And secondly, what automatically put Dinobot in charge? That sneaky "former Predacon" was taking advantage of the situation! Yeah, Rattrap still remembered day one on the planet and that Dino
boob always wanted command of the Maximals.
I don't think so! thought Rattrap. Not to mention he still didn't trust being out there alone with him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait, standby here!" he said, waving his hands at Dinobot in a motion signaling halt.
"Who died and made you Prime, scale face?" he sneered at the velociraptor.
Glaring at Rattrap for a second, Dinobot addressed the entire group.
"Optimus is certainly scrap. And I, as the most powerful of the group, shall replace him. Anyone who disagrees... may challenge me... now. Dinobot, maximize!" The raptor transformed to his robot mode and drew his sword and shield.
Approaching Dinobot rather fearlessly, Rattrap grabbed his gun and pointed two fingers at the taller bot.
"You've been messin' with the wrong mouse, Chopper face!" The master marksman planted the barrel of his gun right under Dinobot's chin.
Just try it, Leather lips!
(( OOC: I'll post for Megs later; don't have enough time right now. Sorry about that.
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