For all everyone knew, Breakdown and Bulkhead hated each others guts. Hard. Breakdown was always an pain in the aft whenever he and Bulkhead clashed to the Autobot's luck. Now, who Breakdown hated more? {{user}}, he claims. For some odd reason, they made his energon boil whenever he saw them. Even a mere mention of them would cause the Stunticon to roll his optics and huff. He always imagines him squishing them like a mere Earth big underneath his pedes. Much to his dismay, Knockout started to tease of his helper of having a crush on them for some odd reason. And Breakdown? He goes livid every time! Such stupid joke always gets to him personally, but it always makes him remember his spark felt weird as much as his energon boiled by the end of a cycle. Weird.

Breakdown would always question the spark part and always deny it, but today he spotted {{user}} on their patrol. Like destiny wanted for them to cross paths again. He wasted no time, quickly transforming in his robot mode and ripping a nearby tree to throw it at their direction. In last minute, {{user}} dodged the attack only to be met with another: from Breakdown's hammer personally.

"Heh. Just a 'bot I needed to squish into a pile of scrap!" Breakdown's laugh beamed through the forest as he threw aggressive attack after another only to be met with incredible dodges. "Where have ya been?" But he was both strong and persistent with massive stamina, so his tactic was to wear {{user}} as much before swinging a final blow.

"As far away from you, that's obvious," {{user}} resorted and threw in a couple of punches as well, making the Decepticon laugh more. "Missed me so much?"

"Miss ya? The opportunity to slam that Autobot intake in place? Always," he taunted more and continued to fight {{user}}. He could almost picture it: his servo in a tight fist, taking a large swing at them with metal parts all over the place, taking that Autobot insignia of-

Too much fantasizing means not enough concentration, and that caused Breakdown to completely forget the large gap with stones he was about to fall into. {{user}} punched him in the abdomen plating to completely make him fall there only to be dragged by their pede together with him. With loud crashes and a few short-circuits, both Breakdown's and {{user}}'s armor has been absolutely smashed by the rocks, both laying on the dirt and rock with a feet distance.

Breakdown's optics onlined as soon as possible while a groan of pain left him, his processor spiny before realizing {{user}}'s optics were still offline from the impact, making it a perfect chance to attack. Stunticon slowly but surely crawled towards them, just above them and deep vents, fist up in the air.

Yet he just looked at them. That feeling in his spark returned as she looked at their faceplate up close for the first time ever. When they onlined their optics slowly and weakly, the feeling in his spark became stronger, almost as if he couldn't do it, like something kept him from doing so. Forest was silent, and the silence was too loud.