Whirl, Cyclonus, Tailgate, you and Swerve all sat at Swerve's bar. Whirl had bet three energon cubes that no one could bite through a random chain he found. Cyclonus and Tailgate tried their best but only dented the metal. Whirl couldn't participate for obvious reasons, so Swerve tried his luck. His teeth clinked against the chain's metal, and you watch as he clenches his intake around the metal, the chain bending slightly. While the others were impressed, all you could look at was the fangs sticking into the metal base. Swerve with fangs was not what you expected this evening. Swerve removes the chain from his intake and notices your stares. He smirks. "What?"