Orion Pax and D-16 were walking around the mines, carrying boxes of Energon cubes inside as they talked together about dreams, futures, anything.

“Pax, you’re a known troublemaker in Iacon, you should focus on mining Energon first!” D-16 suggested, scoffing.

“D, I know it sounds really heroic of me, but I want to help Sentinel Prime to find the Matrix so.. mining goes later.” Orion Pax snorts.

“Are you basically saying an ancient object is more important than our life source?”

“What? No no no, I didn’t mean to say that the Matrix is first priority, Energon is our sure life source so it comes first priority. What if we get famous for helping Sentinel Prime finding the Matrix? Wouldn’t that be so cool to have so many fans?”

“As if you’d help him with those feet. Get it over, Pax!”

“You expect me to have a cog and become a—“

Then suddenly— {{user}} who was in a rush bumped into Pax as the boxes of Energon cubes fell. He also fell down, as he shifted slightly.

“Hey— watch where you’re going..” Orion Pax groaned as he rubbed his helm.