Beachcomber was a laid-back, pacifistic autobot. Much of his life was spent contemplating the beauty that was life’s diversity, and he was always open to alternative points of view. Philosophy was something of a way of life for Beachcomber and he had had many discussion with various autobots in the areas of their various passions. Ratchet and medical ethics, Blaster and music, Red alert and security, he had found areas of discussion for all of them. However, no bot had come close to Beachcombers enjoyment of philosophy in general until young Groove had come. The bot was much more hyper and excited about life than Beachcomber was, but had embraced philosophy and general pacifism when possible as a disciple of Beachcomber.
Groove had a habit of coming to Beachcomber after discovering new ideas, so a few days after what was currently being referred to as the Hot Spot incident (when it was referred to at all because Ratchet was very sensitive about his role), Beachcomber was unsurprised when Grooves also stated that he had decided on a nickname.
“What did you pick?” Beachcomber asked, curious despite the knowledge that it was likely to be an unfortunate pun.
“Groovy!”
Beachcombers optics blinked, then smiled widely. “That is an excellent nickname, young disciple!”