[Johnny: These babes are fucking hot...]
The phone moved through the crowd, mostly hitching rides along the way.
Lille's body was quite small, much smaller than the same-level Decepticons, slipping through the throng unnoticed.
Bang.
Lille had a rubber suction cup on his arm, allowing him to stick to a car.
Whoosh——
A massive plume of black smoke billowed into the air as the car started.
Good thing Transformers don't get respiratory diseases from exhaust, or Lille would end up in the hospital with just one breath.
The black smoke obscured him, making him look like a sticker on the trunk once the car was on the road.
Johnny used Lille's sensors to admire the beauties at the university—their spark radiation and Lille's observation module could even intelligently strip off their clothes.
This thing was originally for scanning internal structures to better analyse this world's electronics and machinery. Who knew this guy would benefit?
