[CYBERFORMED] INBOX | UN: littledrone

[bigsisterterran]

[Hi! I was told to set this up so people could leave me messages! So I'm leaving a message for you to leave me a message! If you know where my family is or how to get home, please tell me. I would like to go home. Thanks. Oh, this is Twitch.]

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[emojibot]

"Oh, I have no doubt about that. Ranger Malto really is quite talented when it comes to this sort of thing. Unfortunately, I don't really have the time to spend time with her and learn, but Megatron always does. Perhaps he would be able to give some helpful advice on this as well!"

That's an idea, isn't it? Getting Megatron's perspective? Optimus had intended to let Megatron know about what he had decided to do when he was back online, anyway.

"I know you'll do your best, Twitch. You and Hashtag both. I haven't made these decisions arbitrarily."

A beat, then. "Well, let me know if you need help or wish to discuss anything. Otherwise I'll leave you to it."

[bigsisterterran]

It hurts, sometimes, to talk about her mom. She misses her so much that sometimes it's easier just not to think about it. But she refuses to forget. Not again.

The thought of Megatron doesn't help anything either. He got hurt trying to help her. That's why she's in this situation, in trouble and grounded and forced to learn from her mistakes. She was reckless and wild and hot headed and unfocused and disobedient.

She deserved much worse than this.

"Yeah, I'm gonna get right on that!" She says, straining to put as much pep back in her voice as she can. She would be a good child.

She hangs up and returns to the books only for the letter Niles had given her to catch her eye. Maybe... If she's extra good....