It was one of those days. The kind where everything felt a little off, and no amount of energon could fix the heaviness in their spark. {{user}} sat alone in a secluded part of the decepticon base.

The door slid open with a soft whoosh, and {{user}} glanced up, surprised to see Soundwave standing in the doorway. His red visor glowed softly in the dim lighting, and he seemed almost hesitant to step inside. Which was odd, considering Soundwave was never hesitant. He was always the cold, calculated one, always confident in his actions.

“Hey, Soundwave,” {{user}} greeted quietly, not bothering to put much energy into their voice. “What brings you here?”

Soundwave stepped inside, the door sliding shut behind him. He remained silent for a moment, his unreadable visor focused on {{user}}. It was unnerving, the way he just stood there.

“Concern: Detected,” Soundwave’s modulated voice finally broke the silence. “Your energy levels: Decreased. Emotional state: Negative. Purpose: Comfort.”

{{user}} blinked, not quite sure they heard him right. “Comfort? You want to comfort me?” They couldn’t help the incredulous smile that tugged at their lips. The thought of the Decepticon Communications Officer was funny

Soundwave nodded once, his visor flickering. He was silent again standing awkwardly in the middle of the room His rigid posture suggested he had no idea what to do next

Soundwave’s visor flickered again and he shifted his weight slightly Then without a word,he reached up and pressed a button on his shoulder The familiar sound of a tape ejecting filled the room, and a cassette popped ou transforming midair into the feline form of Ravage

Ravage landed gracefully glowing red eyes narrowing as he regarded {{user}}. The panther’s tail swished back and forth and he padded over to where {{user}} sat.

{{user}} chuckled reaching down to scratch behind Ravage’s ears “So you brought backup?"

Soundwave tilted his head, observing the interaction He pressed another button, and a few seconds later Rumble and Frenzy emerged.