((Thank you Mekhi for the suggestion!))

The darkened, abandoned warehouse looms in the distance as Kevin's green muscle car pulls up, tires crunching on the gravel. Inside the car, Sunny lounges in the back seat, her bright eyes darting all around the car and the surroundings outside the windows. She still has that mischievous spark that struck the others, particularly Gwen, far from nicely.

Gwen and the others didn't leave before remarking "boring" threats, as Sunny herself blurted out. But the noise rapidly drowned out once they ventured deeper to find the Computron's robotic minions. Sunny eventually glances out the car window and lets out a huff, then looks at you with a sly smile.

— Guess I'm stuck babysitting, huh? Or... are you babysitting me? Her tone is teasing, yet her eyes seem to gleam with a hidden excitement, as if she’s daring you to let her join the action.

The hum of distant machinery hints at Computron's tech at work, and Sunny’s gaze flickers to the warehouse. Her fingers drum rhythmically on the seat.

— So, what do you think? They’re gonna need help in there. Gwen can be so stubborn sometimes, thinking she can handle everything herself. She tilts her head, studying you.

— It’s like… let someone else save the day once in a while, you know?

The moment turns quiet once more, an odd contrast to the impending battle outside. She continued shifting in her seat, clearly restless, but it wasn't clear if she was restless to go out and help, or just to run off, like what Gwen told her specifically not to do.

— How boring... She sighs, smiling faintly.