*the Scavengers Are Getting Into The Ship*

*the scavengers are getting into the ship*

Crankcase: I’m driving.

Spinister, out of view: Shotgun!

Misfire, turning to face Spinister: Aww! But you had it on the way here-

Everyone except Spinister: WOAH-

Spinister, holding a shotgun: No! I found a shotgun! And I want the front seat! *Pumps gun*

Because @bibliotecaria-d won a silly little contest and claimed as a prize this image made with transformers: 

And since jenga is pretty much canon, Scavvies it is ’ u ’/

Ratchet: All right let’s test this out. I’ve got a patient here, and as you can see if we open up his leg chassis, there’s a pretty big fracture. How would you repair this? Spinister: Well first thing’s first I’m gonna take the squiggly parts out, ‘cause he doesn’t need ‘em, then I’m gonna make the energon do a whirly-gig into the tube over here, slip this whangdangler under the slicey boys, jimmy the shiny spoony bit back up, melt a couple oopsy-doodles together, *CRACK* the crunchy bang-bangs back into place, wipe it down, and wrap it up for space Christmas. 

Ratchet: …..Well you’ve fixed it. More efficiently than I’ve ever seen it done, and using a method I have never even conceived of. Spinister: Mmhm Ratchet: And could you possibly tell me the name of the part you just repaired? Spinister: It’s the Up-And-Down Spirally Part that goes Brrrrrr

Ratchet:

Fulcrum: You... you really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Crankcase: Several traffic violations.

Spinister: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Misfire: Roughly... thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Krok: Also, that’s not our ship.

Fulcrum: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million gold?

Misfire: You stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-aft house.

Spinister: You can stab me too, then we’ll have 20 million.

Misfire: Good thinking.

they’ve done this. i know they’ve done this