OP: *going through Ratchet's drawers*

Ratch: *looks around the corner and sighs*

Ratch: *slightly different voice* You should replace everything you've stolen from the Autobot medic.

OP: . . . Who's there? *looks around*

Ratch: It's your conscience. We don't speak much these days.

OP: But I want his stuff

Ratch: Perhaps he wants it as well, and maybe that's why it's HIS.

OP: I'll give it back.

Ratch: Maybe you shouldn't take it in the first place.

OP: . . . Maybe you're right. . . I'll put his stuff back.

WJ: *walks over* Ratchet, why are you hiding behind this corner?

Ratch: *freezes*

OP: *stares*

OP: *grabs entire drawer and runs off*

WJ: Wow, he's in a hurry

Ratch: You literally ruin everything