Part 1/9 of a Transformers: Prime fanfiction based on the events of episode 16 "Operation: Breakdown"
"What're we doing way out here again, Knock Out?"
A red-and-white Aston Martin and a navy-blue armoured van drove side by side down a narrow, unmarked road; their tyres kicking up dust and dirt that had blown onto the tarmac from the dried-up scrubland on all sides.
"I already told you, Breakdown," drawled the sports car, over the fiery growl of his engine. The sky above was a cloudless stretch of pure cobalt the desert sun caught his polished chassis spectacularly, its glare almost blinding his partner. "Now that Lord Megatron is back on his feet, there's not too much for us to do back at home base. I thought that we could cut loose for a while; have some fun."
You mean 'have a race'," Breakdown translated, reading his partner like a text document.
"Well I'm not allowed to race humans anymore, am I?" sniffed Knock Out. He took a shuddery breath, as though reliving