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"We are Pacman Gang!" 

By now, it was getting so repetitive Taeyang was dying inside. He wasn't a fan of cliche lines, thank you very much. He watched too many detective shows.

"Let's get this over and done with," he told Master V.

"Let's go," Master V nodded. 

They began their battle, but right off the bat, the gang's power had upgraded a lot, and it was proven with the new weapon they had. Galaxy Weapon 2 had given them a supernatural upgrade, and the Tobots were not used to it at all. 

Taeyang grunted as Master V was flung into a wall by the centaur they were fighting. What was going on here? He didn't like this at all!

"Taeyang, are you okay?!" 

"I should be one asking that Master V!" he coughed a bit as he forced himself back up. He wasn't the one actually fighting out there! "Be careful!" 

"I'll try--" he was cut off by another kick that sent him back to the wall. 

"MASTER V!" Taeyang's tone screamed concern to him. 

They were losing this battle... This wasn't good...

But just then, the centaur got hit by something and collapsed, dissolving into the particles from which it came. 

"Huh?!" Ini stood up from inside Mo, eyes burning with rage. "Who did that?! A Tobot?!" 

"We don't know Boss!" Mini looked frantic. 

"It doesn't say!" Maini agreed. 

"Well find it, you buffoons--"

"No need for harsh wording, don't you think?" A familiar voice to Taeyang suddenly sang. 

He froze. It couldn't be, could it...?

Master V and Mo looked to the source of the voice, and Taeyang felt the fear coiling around him like a snake once more. 

The mysterious person from the week before waved cheerfully as he carried an anvil to float right above Mo. 

And as they looked around, Team Mayhem, as the Gang had been called by the people of Nav City, came to a sinking realisation; 

Anvils were everywhere. 

"What makes you think you can get away with hurting someone like that?" his tone went dead serious, and his eyes seemed to glow behind his mask as he said that. "Even I have my boundaries, you know. Stop. It's stupid because you're so insecure you resort to hurting others in order to fill the void in your heart. So scram and never come back to this city before I drop these anvils on you. They're heavy. Your little centaur can testify to that." 

For once, the trio of troublemakers understood where they were on the fighting chain this time. 

They were at the very bottom. 

And so they scrambled away, screaming he would be sorry he had ever crossed them, leaving them there.

The person exhaled in exhaustion, but turned to the Tobot and smiled, a rare soft tone present, "Hey, you okay? I think that they were overkill, honestly."

That made Taeyang stop. He had boundaries... And he actually cared...

It made him feel bad, honestly. He had gotten so used to seeing the darker side of the world despite having loving friends and family his subconscious view of the world had become cynical. Maybe this guy wasn't all that bad... Maybe he had just been scared off by their similar looks... Maybe... they could be friends. 

He quickly beamed himself out, wearing his casual wear, and said, "I'm fine. Worse for wear, but I'm good. Thanks for saving us, by the way. And... sorry for running away that night... I'm Tyler King, but my full name's Kang Taeyang. Nice to meet you again." 

The other seemed very surprised, "We share the same face and name... Wow, this must be fate!" 

"Wait, really?" Taeyang's eyes widened.

He nodded, a genuinely happy tone present, "I'm Cartoon Tyler! Nice to meet you again too!"

"Woah, this is really too awesome!" Taeyang cheered. 

"I know right?!" 

The two then laughed, and the other Tobots just shared a confused glance, but watched the two interact with smiles on their faces.

Never judge a book by its cover, as the old proverb goes. And while this would only be the start of a journey of healing for the two of them, they were friends now, and they would see it through together with the help of their friends, old and new.