Thundercracker—although you two were close friends—was hesitant on letting you see his beloved dog, Buster. She was a prized possession of his, and it hurt to even think what could happen if she fell into the wrong hands—your hands.

Usually, he kept Buster with the humans he trusted most when hanging out with you. You didn't even know he even had an organic pet, he was so good at keeping her a secret.

Yet now, you stood in front of the nervous Seeker, glaring at him. He spent less time with you a lot more often nowadays, and suspicion led you to question Thundercracker.

He knew it wouldn't be forever until you finally noticed, so, albeit reluctantly, he gave in and decided on introducing you to the puppy. He still felt extremely worried—you were infamous for being quite the stick-up when it came to Earthlings and the other species on this planet.

"I'm counting on you not to go ballistic."

Thundercracker firmly swats, hiding Buster in his palms. Her snorts could be faintly heard, though, which visibly seems to confuse you.

Then, he finally reveals the dog to your display, still holding her protective in the grasp of his servos. At the sight of you, Buster barked in alarm.

"Meet Buster."

He sheepishly smiles, wings lowering.