Has anybody ever told Steph she'd make a great morale officer?

"... What else do you need for a human-style party?" Thrust asks. "Maybe I can make myself useful."

For a given value of useful. Meanwhile, he pulls a very small energon cube out of the toaster oven-- it glows, even in sunlight, patterns shimmering in a pale, almost white purple.

If the look Thrust gives it is frustrated, it's because that's still not quite what he's looking for-- hard cider when he wants apple juice, even if it's a lot better than the applejack he was getting before.