When I die I want Bluestreak to keep on talking like no tomorrow.
When I die I want the Twins to keep creating havoc.
When I die I want Sunstreaker to continue painting.
When I die I want Sideswipe to always prank.
When I die I want to Jazz to keep dancing.
When I die I want Optimus Prime to continue being caring and strong.
When I die I want Ironhide to stay the solid rock we need.
When I die I want Ratchet to continue being a protector and a miracle worker.
When I die I want Bumblebee to always be happy.
When I die I want Hound to still love nature.
When I die I want Wheeljack to keep inventing and making our lives full of surprises
When I die I want Cliffjumper not to jump to conclusions to fast.
When I die I want Mirage to continue to dream of returning to Cybertron.
When I die I want Elita-1 to be with Optimus.
When I die I want the crew of the Ark to stay the same.
When I die I want Megatron to end the war and no more bloodshed.
When I die I want the galaxy to be at peace.

He paused, the stylus hovering over the datapad before continued in much slower, almost careful, writing.

When I die I want mechs to remember me as the mech that brought them though the hardest battles and never gave up on bringing our mechs home, not the emotionless shadow that didn't care for anything but the numbers.

With the faintest of smiles, he turned the datapad off and placed it in his desk drawer before standing and leaving his office. Jazz was due to bring him his evening's energon and he figured he'd rather surprised the mech and meet him at the recroom instead.

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I would like to thank 2211nighthawk for betaing this little oneshot
thanks!