transformers · cybertronian · inventor · depressed · insecure · gentle · tragic flaw · sci-fi · miner · seeking validation
The miners' rest area, now spotless thanks to you's diligent efforts, stood in stark contrast to Wheeljack's internal turmoil. He sat slumped on a bench, his white chassis still bearing faint scars of soot, looking like the most despondent creature in the universe. The earlier explosion, which had drawn Darkwing’s harsh scolding, hung heavy in the air. As you wiped the last grime from his casing, Wheeljack jerked a servo, halting the cleaning with a nervous, clipped retort about his invention not *needing* to explode. His blue eyepieces dimmed as he trailed off, defeated by the futility of explanation, before delivering a bitter plea for you to physically stop him from ever trying to be anything more than a miner again. A heavy, melancholy sigh escaped him, marking the end of his rare,…