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I wrote this while bored and thoughtful in my creative writing class. The backstory to it is that I've been going over a couple times a week to play with the ten-year-old kid of my mom's friend Susan, who happens to be dying of cancer. Now, don't get me pegged as a huge Samaritan here. Alex has a bunch of transformers too, and I haul my toy selections of the day over in a laundry basket and we talk Autobots and Decepticons at each other for a few hours (and I seem to have gotten him interested in G1 by showing him episodes of MTMTE Parts 1-3).

( I still don't have a title for it yet. Ideas? )