ElMutanto

Sprocket elbowed her way through the thick crowd of officers, staring up at the large holographic screen that displayed the early morning’s assignments.  The list was long today—it seemed as if the Higher Up Authorities were assigning more Autobots to security detail around the Central Headquarters and less on patrol duty.  Absently, the young blue and gold femme wondered why that was.  She hadn’t been paying the closest attention to the goings-on of the Autobot Command Center of late, but she would have noticed immediately if there was any trouble. Especially if it concerned the Decepticons. Oddly enough, there wasn’t a