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http://typewith.me/tentaclesarehowishowmylove SCALPEL. YEAH.
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Oil Slick picks up the little weaver, patting Scalpel on the back. “I'm glad you can see some sense. It is so hard to convince you to not do anything foolish sometimes.” He remembers when Scalpel had tried to tie him down and take him apart in the hopes that would get more candy.
He had to remind the fragger that he was the one making the candy, and offlining him would just mean no candy, not to mention that Megatron would not be the least bit happy about it. It had irritated Scalpel incredibly, but he had been let go.
It was even harder to free Blitzwing when that had happened the stellar cycle later. His poor triple-changer had his glossas removed. All three of them. It had horrified him as much as it had angered him. He needs Blitzwing to be in as whole of a piece as possible. How else can he frag the mech through the berth?
So he will not be letting Scalpel get out of this. He knows the little bot is very reluctant to do anything worthwhile to get the candy, but this little amount of humiliation makes Oil Slick feel better.