^u^ A lovely sketchpage, some in ink and some in pencil, of Winglord Commander Brigadier Scrimscram and his human compadre, Alexis.

Finally, someone to regale with his wealth of gossiping and bragging stories from the Cybertronian equivalent of the "Good Ol' Days"! X'D Thankfully, she's human and thus hasn't heard of all this before, so she will tire of the endless gossiping and boasting intrigue very slowly.

...>u<; I caught a cold, so here's a Scrimscram hard at work being struck by the Random Explosion Sneeze of Doom. XD

And finally, another reason Scrim's warming to the idea of a human friend. Scritches! I think Alexis's suspicion there has some weight! XD