*laughs*

....

*SHUT UP NO HE DIDN'T LAUGH HE CHUCKLED JUST A LITTLE BIT-SHUTTUP*

I'm sorry, I'm not in for that kind of vanity. Go see that "butt monkey" Knock Out.

*working*

Mm. *goes back to work*

I'm going to take a wild guess and assume it had something to do with the phase displacement armor Bumblebee attained.

I NEEDED THAT!!!

It is nice to see that you just want to cash in on the 3-D fad for money. Oh, and by the way, so many people are sick of 3-D. One of the biggest reasons 3-D movies make so much money is because the ticket prices are raised so much for 3D. Michael Bay's film on Tyran and Avatar have been the only films to use 3-D properly; everything else has been a cheap gimmick for extra cash.

You could've made your Battleship film a better movie, Hasbro; then perhaps good word of mouth would've kept it from being a financial flop like it was. But no; you're pushing back a movie that looked so much more promising than its predeccesor for the extra money and for a gimmick, to make up for the failure Battleship is. Nice to see how it goes with you, Hasbro. You're better than this.

Not only that, but you also have delayed the "Renegades" series as well to make room for what looked like a promising film, and was going to be worth the delay...however, now it has been, for lack of better term, double-delayed. Can you even handle this property properly? There's this film delay, Renegades, and the 30th Anniversary line. *scoffs*

Lousy human toy companies.

FRAG YOU

*hops through a bridge to the World's Biggest Jar of Peanut Butter Fair...and Ratchet's flames are put out, at the cost of the old medic being lathered in peanut butter*

UNICROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- *pours acid that is corrosive to organic flesh, but harmless to metal, and the Fred is melted...but then it makes the fire even worse*

*presses a button on his temple, and all contents of his backpack are ejected out like something bouncing off a trampoline, including you. He catches you and places you on the ground*

*felt a movement...*

Rafael! Where are you? I need to dump whatever is in my back into your hair!

*reaches to scratch his chevron, and it somehow triggers his backpack to open*

*you'll lose your EXP PLUS your life(s) if Ratchet discovers you*

*doesn't notice; is busy poring over some technology*

*is laughing his aft off at the moose licking the walrus on top of Unicron, while Starscream watches*

Then let him come, the miscreant.

Bah. Let him come and meet us, and take his cocky ruffian attitude down a few pegs.

And if you think that's bad, you should see what I did to Injector!

That blasted intoxicated armor-wearing smart-aft?