"LOOK OVER THERE!" you shout. As Starscream and Swindle turn to look, you quickly transform to beast-mode, grab Swindle with your claws, and take off.

Unfortunately, despite being from three-hundred years in the future and made of higher-tech stuff than Starscream, he is a futuristic jetplane, and you are still a big, leather turkey. Still in jet-mode, the Decepticon shifts one of his hands and grabs you out of the air.

"Going somewhere?" he asks.

"Oops."

You find yourself stuck playing Minicon yourself for Starscream, which mostly involves polishing his wings and pulling levers that he isn't articulated enough to reach. When Waspinator asks you where you were for the last week, you refuse to tell him.