The Stunticons were silenced by the astonishing announcement of Galvatron's destruction and Cyclonus' ascension to power, but not for long. Soon they were back to their raucous old selves.
Motormaster swaggered his way over to Alita, intent on making his presence known. "Don't get too many femmes in this corner of space," he grinned widely. "Nice to have some company. How's about you and me get better acquainted?"
Sport spluttered angrily, but was silenced by a poke in the ribs from Alita. She appreciated his defense, but he'd only get himself into big trouble.
"Don't even try it," groaned Breakdown. "She'd just bite it off."
"Not quite," Alita smirked, standing up in the slightly cramped quarters. She raised her knee and impacted her harasser right where his codpiece seam met with the rest of his body. She couldn't suppress a little smile as Motormaster rolled on the floor in agony. Sport beamed at her, his crush firmly cemented.
"Told ya," said Breakdown, taking a bit of an interest in his teammate's suffering. "Shouldn't go around messing with femmes, they're vicious. 'Sides, she's probably Cyc's girl. Don't wanna get him mad at you."
"Sister, actually," she said. "The paint job wasn't a hint?" She bit back a smile as the other gazed at her in astonishment, which rapidly became respect.
"How about that!" Dragstrip whooped. "Cyc's got a sister! I can see why he kept her hidden; she's gorgeous! Uh, don't tell him I said that," he said hastily.
"Say, where are we going?" Alita said casually. "Not to join up with the others, I hope." Being taken back into enemy territory would cause just the tiniest problem, even worse than what she was faced with now.
All of the others looked confused. "Uh, why not?"
She shook her head impatiently. "Come on, you guys are so lame! You've finally got a chance to strike out on your own and grab some R&R instead of being screamed at by obnoxious commanders! Take advantage of it!"
The Stunticons all looked at each other, grins slowly spreading across their faces. "Yeaaah!" Wildrider cheered with his usual boundless enthusiasm. Then his face fell. "But Cyclonus--"
"Will never notice we're gone," she said firmly. "He's got his hands full with trying to assemble the other pods and retreat."
"Sounds great!" Wildrider cheered, accidentally pressing too hard on the throttle and causing everyone to lurch in their seats as the pod rocketed forward. "Uh, where do we go?"
Alita smirked triumphantly. "I know just the place."