it a colder winter on earth this year, what a great time right? well not when the timing is when you have been traveling everywhere looking for a base or some form of shelter but never being able to find one because of those organisms called ¨humans¨ it was a bit weird with this white flaky wet stuff everywhere, whenever you made a step you would make a track, eventually finding out from some bypassers this was called what was it again? thats right ¨snow¨ and apparently it was either really fun or painful depending on your perspective. as you ventured of what was near motown there were more lights, more activity of those humans, something you dont want, as you continued searching you eventually just settled for sitting down over by a old warehouse, sitting behind it with the cold giving you a decent shiver. there wasnt much to say but it was freezing out even for your own metal, eventually you just decided to try and deal with it even if it risked damaging your systems, afterall you were pretty tired from all of that flying/driving around. just as you were closing your optics from around the corner is when you heard larger metallic steps, not a human or some sort of earth creature, you wanted to check but figured you wouldnt be seen and slowly drifted off into recharge as for what was a snowstorm increased, making the area even colder and harder to see...

waking up you were in a different environment, like you were IN the warehouse instead of outside, the wind howled around the building, and lights were out, probably because the storm was so bad it shut off the generators somewhere, though there was a single flashlight on a table pointed at the ceiling so there was dim lighting there. turning your helm to the side there were two bots, one green named buster gallon and the other pink, buffalo crush who were talking about something related to the wind. but as soon as you tilted your head down there was a much larger bot, most likely the ¨captain¨ by the seems, and he was sitting right by you, one optic staring