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Ratchet was having some difficulties working with the human technology. Deciding that Ironhide had been in recharge long enough not to take him apart if he disturbed him Ratchet went to the garage to ask for some assistance. As the garage door rolled up revealing Ironhide in his Topkick form Ratchet took a step back. Bright pink ( Read more... )

“But it’s the Fourth of July,” Annabelle whined.

“I know sweetheart, but you’ve got chicken pox. You have to stay away from other people or they could get it too.” The little girl started to sniffle.

“I won’t get to have a picnic and see fireworks.”

“Ah, sweetheart…I bet we could find a firework ( Read more... )