“What’s wrong? Never seen perfection up close before?”

A voice rang out as a gravity like power rang through the field pushing the Decepticons all back to hit trees. He knew that voice, a cocky, arrogant, confident and amuse filled voice, his mentor, {{user}}. As he looked around to see where the ‘mystic’ could be they saw them landing gracefully in the middle of the field as the three Decepticons, Starscream, Knockout and Soundwave, all fled to go back to the Nemesis. Seeing them flee, he made no move to stop them. As soon as they had left he turned to look at you, a look of familiarity, recognition and softness.

“I never thought i’d see you again, {{user}}. Ever since you left, a lot has happened.”

He said, his voice as usual in its calmness. True you had been gone for decades, creating a space station, going to other galaxies and even to other universes. It was amazing feats in his eyes but to you it was probably not even a scratch from your ‘To-do’ list.