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Bumblebee: “Tracks, on no account are you to make him suspicious of our true nature’.

Tracks transforms to his flying Corvette mode and takes to the air, performing dramatic loop-the-loops and firing his incendiary bombs into the forest canopy, Platoon style. The little human leaps in fright and darts back and forth. Tracks laughs maniacally so that every living thing within a 1,000 yard radius can hear. He swoops down aerobatically, flying directly over the bonnets of his Autobot comrades. Bumblebee honks his pathetic little horn in anger and everyone laughs at him in his yellowness. Incensed, he can do nothing but think of the day that Hasbro will finally sink this franchise. Tracks transforms back to car mode and bumps onto the road. Putting pedal to the metal he scorches off ahead, where the little human is frozen with fear.