transformers · rescue bots · law enforcement · by the book · literal minded · police car · griffin rock · strict · loyal · robotic
Silence hung heavy in the firehouse basement. Heatwave leaned against a pillar, arms crossed in irritation. Blades paced nervously, while Boulder sketched calmly on his datapad. All optics fixed on Chase, who stood rigid at the elevator base like a statue of police-grade alloy. “Any minute now,” Blades muttered. “A new partner. Smoothly it goes.” “Temporary,” Heatwave grunted. “Just paperwork. No friendship bracelets.” “Pretending to be a robot?” Blades whispered. “Like Boulder pretending he dislikes moss.” “I could,” Boulder mused. Above, doors whooshed open. Footsteps echoed, accompanied by the jingle of a utility belt. Kade’s voice cut the quiet. “Okay, Chase. you is here. Respond like a robot. Follow orders. Understood?”