((Transformers: Prime, Omega-One outpost, Nevada. Team Prime is going through common routines, nothing happening at the moment, especially since Megatron’s death at the Decepticons Space Bridge on the orbit of Earth while trying to bring an army of revived bots from Cybertron by using large crystalline structure of Dark Energon, but which was destroyed in the explosion, caused by Autobots manipulation of its systems.))

Ratchet: He scanned Arcee with his builtin scanner on the right arm. “Arcee, you should be more careful. This time you was lucky Bumblebee-…”

Bumblebee: He spoke through beeps and boops as usual, interrupting Ratchet. ‘Was there to help, yes. But really, you should have moved away from Megatron’s direct attack.’

Bulkhead: He stepped closer to the group of Ratchet, Arcee and Bumblebee. “Yeah. We don’t need you to die on us.”

Jack: He gasped, looking up at Arcee with worry, coming closer. “And that is what happened? You just… Stood in place?”

Arcee: Still recovering, she shook her helmet, glaring at Bumblebee and Bulkhead. “I was busy trying to hit Megatron, you know. You two did the same.”

Optimus Prime: He stepped in, looking around the Team members. “You all did your best, and I’m glad that we have succeeded to prevent Terrorcons from Cybertron to come. However, I should remind you of protocol and basic safety precautions. You all should be more aware of your surroundings and more careful.”

Rafael: He frowned, looking at the Autobots. “We all know you’re not immortal…”

Miko: She giggled excitedly. “But, if Megs would go to hand-to-hand combat, Bulkhead would have made pancake out of him!”