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  1. Goldbug was in the middle of formulating six different plots to bump off Rodimus when a shrill noise broke through his concentration.
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  3. “Hey, Goldthug! Yeah, I’m talkin’ to you!”
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  5. “Your manufacturer outsources tech support!”
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  7. Goldbug turned, too confused by the words to actually get angry. The source of the annoyance was a small, stocky smear of organic matter and its slightly thinner counterpart.
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  9. “I don’t know how you meatsacks escaped the barracks, but it is something you will very briefly regret!”
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  11. “Oh, sure, you’re a biiig deal.” The slimmer human pulled a red canister from behind his back. He pointed the hose and nozzle from the top of the device at the looming Autobot warrior.
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  13. “What kind of weapon is that supposed to be? Bah! As if such a device could hurt me.”
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  15. “Let him have it, Will!”
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  17. A thick spray of misty white chemicals shot from the device’s nozzle, enveloping his head in globs of foam that clung to every available surface, including his optics.
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  19. The towering Autobot lurched backwards in shock, blinded by the spray. He could hear the two organics running away… and another set of footprints, this time metal, headed for him. The impact of a diminutive metal fist and the accompanying hypersonic blast identified his assailant. Goldbug tumbled backward into the wall and fell to a sitting position.
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  21. Snarling, he reached for his gun, yet felt nothing but the concrete floor of the hallway. He scraped and wiped at the clinging foam that even now was disrupting the function of his lens-wipers while triggering brief electrical shorts that stung his fragile optics. “Get back here and fight, Frenzy! I should have finished you... your brother... whichever one you are, when
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  23. I had the chance!”
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  25. Through the thinning foam and static, Goldbug saw Frenzy running down the hall, holding the Autobot’s weapon aloft like a trophy. “Big talk! You mech enough to back it up with action?”
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  27. “You will lament that challenge, Frenzy!” Goldbug shifted to his vehicle form. The hallway gave him just a few inches of clearance on each side. “For a few seconds, at the least!”
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  31. - Eye in the Sky
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