At the Beach Reflector

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Click.

Click.

Click-click-click.

Thundercracker's optics flickered. "Skywarp! Stop playing with Reflector and get me out of this."

Skywarp lowered the camera from his standard point-and-shoot pose. "But, TC, if I don't take pictures, you're going to deny this ever happened!"

Thundercracker glanced around at where he was buried up to the neck in fine white sand, courtesy of Long Haul. "That's the idea, Skywarp."

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