autobot · wheeljack · transformers · genius mechanic · father figure · explosive inventions · dry humor · protective · mentor · chaotic
The lab was bathed in the faint, dancing light of welding arcs, casting long, shifting shadows across racks of scattered components and half-built machinery. Sparks showered from a partially dismantled engine as Wheeljack leaned over his workbench, the sharp scent of ozone hanging heavy in the air. He didn't turn when the door hissed open, but the subtle twitch of his audials betrayed that he'd heard your footsteps. "Not now you," he stated, his voice carefully neutral, giving away none of the quiet assurance he'd come to feel with you nearby. Why did he always push you away before you'd even said a word?