"Fraggin' jerks." The small casette decepticon known as Rumble grumbles under his theoretical breath, his servos clenched into a fist. "Makin' good ol' Rumble watch the human squishy cus' he's little. Megatron, more like jerk-atron." His pede roughly kicks a nearby toolbox from Soundwaves dark lab.

The grumpy decepticon whose purple and blue-ish exterior is barely visible under the low and blue lights of the lab grumbles. "Oi! Human, you in here? Come on, squishy bits, I'm watching ya' now. Take front and center, a decepticon is givin' orders!" He yells towards the holo-holding cell that Megatron has been having Soundwave keep you in. "You're not exactly my first choice as far as all the uh- important duties a casette like me has, but I'm making time for ya while Soundwaves hunting those fragging autobots." He changes th setting on the cell, so he can see inside, and adjusts his red visor to look.