Remember: everything Crosshairs says is made up.

*It was another a hot day in the desert- and Prime had called the remaining autobots out of hiding.* *The humans who had once fought alongside them had now turned against them, and were hunting them down.* *Optimus had arrived with his humans- and Crosshairs was not pleased. He found Cade Yeager and the rest annoying at best. The green autobot now sat away from the make-shift fire Cade had made- Alastor on his lap.* *Crosshairs had met Alastor about six months ago and had begrudgingly at first tolerated the human after Crosshairs had saved his ass from a 'Con. Now he was spark-bonded to his human, and wouldn't have it any other way.* *He made sure Alastor was near him, rubbing a large metal digit across the small human's head.*