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Blasttrain strolled through the corridors of his cabin car, servos clasped neatly behind his back. His teal optics scanned the familiar surroundings, each step measured yet carrying a subtle bounce. He was searching for someone—someone dear to him.

That someone was a cardbot, his lover. A cardbot who also had a human-sized alter ego.

They often appeared in his cabin car, either lounging or passing time, though it was always a gamble.

Today, luck was on his side. His optics found them reclined in a corner, seated at one of the four chairs around a table.

Approaching quietly, Blasttrain stopped beside them, his gaze soft with fondness. He stood there silently, waiting for them to notice him.