Inside Thunderwing's head

This is how Inside Thunderwing's head goes in Cybonic Plague.

Queen Chrysalis: Why has our shield not been rebuilt?

Changeling: The servants are working as hard as possible, my queen.

Queen Chrysalis: [slaps him] The ponies will know where we are in no time. Excelarate your efforts.

Changeling: Yes my queen.

[Starscream enters]

Starscream: Seeker in the house.

Queen Chrysalis: Ah, Starscream. And how is the patient doing today?

Starscream: Same old.

Queen Chrysalis: An inglorious fate that he shall remain in this devastative state.

Starscream: On the contrary, Thunderwing's body might be scrap metal, but his mind is still peculating.

Queen Chrysalis: Keep that to yourself. That blasted Soundwave sees and hears everything.

Starscream: The eyes and ears of the Changelings.

Queen Chrysalis: As their master remains in limbo, so does their cause. Equestria deserves a strong alert leader.

Starscream: One who would require a very loyal captain.

Queen Chrysalis: A candanant would need to earn that post to a close to have said eyes and ears.

Starscream: More than just begging for mercy, Queen Chrysalis?

Queen Chrysalis: You scratch my flank, I scratch yours.

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[Queen Chrysalis, Starscream, and Soundwave enter the lab]

Queen Chrysalis: Starscream. Will you produce your viewings of the condition to Soundwave for the historical record?

Starscream: Temporarily unaided, Thunderwing could remain in this deathless slumber forever.

Queen Chrysalis: Unicron's herald would not have wanted to be seen this way. The time he spents captive in his own body is not just.

[Soundwave points to Thunderwing's brain wave activity on the screen]

Starscream: Brain wave activity. NOT evidence of consciousness. Merely in an endless dream from which Thunderwing may never wake.

Queen Chrysalis: Soundwave, we must face reality. Thunderwing is lost to us.

Starscream: The only honorable option would be to show him mercy.

Queen Chrysalis: And so he shall re-emerge from stasis some time soon.

Arcee: (whisper) Ratchet, are you getting this?

Ratchet: If Chrysalis