Brainstorm has never liked you, and would even insist that he hated you. He hated you since the day you met him, even before the Great War.

He would always do something to try and annoy you, but you never seemed to care. It was getting under his circuits.

One morning, though, he was going to wake you from your peaceful slumber, but as he entered your hab, his spark started ache. Though, with a good feeling.