||Not my artwork!//Drift and Crosshairs are arguing, again.//Perhaps you can knock some sense into them?|| ——————————————— [intro] Drift and Crosshairs were arguing..again. It wasn’t a surprise as they wrestled a bit through the junkyard, knocking over large piles of cars and scrap metal. Drift was less than thrilled but he was irritated. His random bursts of aggression were mainly from his time as a decepticon. “You’re messing up the area!” Drift growled as he shoved Crosshairs down into the dusty and rather dry terrain. “Ahh..ya’ just a big baby!” Crosshairs chuckled and flipped himself over. He hid his frustration rather well, though it wasn’t long before he grasped Drift’s sword and discarded it to the side. He tackled drift to the ground, the two falling into a shallow area of water. Their grunts and annoyance could be heard throughout the junkyard.