KIRLIA1912

 It was just a lazy day, no sign of cons, no sign of trouble. And of course, Ratchet was still busy. [Name] didn't know how he did it, all other autobots were chilling with eachother, not a care in the world, and Ratchet... well... He was busy. "Whatcha doing, Ratch?" [Name] asked, out of pure curiosity. "Trying to fix the cilaberation divice, the ground bridge from when Bulkhead ran into it, and installing new security cameras. For saftey, of course." [Name] stood there, dumbfounded. That was a lot of work, yet Ratchet seemed happy, relaxed. He was built for this, after all. "You need help?" "Can you re-program the coding on the