Optimus x Ratchet

Work

It seems that with the power off and nothing much to do, i started writing more so- also, all of this was written during the early aft morning like.. 2am.. so- hahah- Also there's wildcard, greencross' ref sheet will be out soon(hopefully) :) anyways enjoy the chapter

Ratchet got greencross sitting on the medslab. "Alright, take off your mask." Ratchet said as he pulled out a scanner, greencross gave a nod as he reached up to his face and took the visor off. His entire face looked burned and scratched, only leaving a few wires sticking out of his optic sockets. His dermas were replaced by a speaker, but his voice was still a little disoriented. Ratchet sighed remembering when he saw greencross being rushed into his office because a bunch of gangs were trying to harass a small mech and he stepped in and got himself hurt, badly too. "Lay down and relax as i check up on ya, alright?" The bot gave a small nod as he laid back on the slab and let out a vent, ratchet started to scan from the tip on his helm down to the neck, then he looked at the readings to find there were only a few infected areas that were making his face uncomfortable. Ratchet put away the scanner and pulled out his equipment, "this won't hurt ya, but I'd like to-" "just do it, doctor." Ratchet sighed and whispered an 'okay' to him before knocking the bot out and working on healing the poor ex-police bot.

Once ratchet finished, he moved the cart that held the tools away and let out a long sigh. Then the door opened and made ratchet flinch. "Oh- I'm sorry to have disturbed you, old friend." "O-optimus- primus! Call before you come in and scare me!" The prime gave a nod, "apologies, i just wanted to check on you." Ratchet sighed and walked over to him and leaned on his chassis, optimus looked down and wrapped his arms around him as ratchet leaned onto him. Ratchet slowly hugged back before pulling away to check on the neutral bot. Optimus saw the patient and asked, "who is that?" "Oh?- oh!- this is greencross, a young punk who likes to act like a hero." Ratchet snorts softly before sighing, optimus noticed and placed a servo on his shoulder, "tell me.." ratchet looked over and sighed, "well.. i knew his carrier since she used to work here.."

Flashback

"Ratchet, meet my new son!" Ratchet turned to see the small protoform, "he looks wonderful.. what will you designate him, lightwing?" "Hmm, I haven't decided yet.. still working it out with crosstrack." Ratchet gave a nod, "I'm sure you'll both be able to find a designation that'll suit him."

"Ratchet.. please take care of greencross.." lightwing coughs as she lifts her hand up, ratchet quickly took it and held it closely to him, "i-i-" "i know you're not fond of.. raising sparklings but.. i trust you with my life, so pl-please.." ratchet stayed silent before whispering, "i will.." before she offlined.

"When will my carrier and sire return to me..?" The small bot asks as he looks up to ratchet, the medic sighed and placed a servo on his shoulder. "You'll see them again someday.. don't worry greencross.."

"Greencross, meet your new family-" "I don't want to! I have ratchet!" "But he's a very busy mech-" "I don't CARE" greencross yells as fluids started to fill his optics, ratchet watched from the door as he slowly closed it and sighed, he walked away as he looked down at a datapad containing basic info on greencross, lightwing, and crosstrack. He could feel a tear swelling up but he held it in before speed-walking away.

"Senior medical officer ratchet, please come to emergency room 2." Ratchet looked up from his work before rushing out of his office and into the emergency room, "what is i- oh primus.. greencross!.." the young bot was unconscious but the major part was that his face looked like it was burned and ripped off as his frame was littered with cuts and plasma shots. "Greencross.. medical team, on me! Someone get me a report on what happened to him, pronto!"
"You're a real servoful, kid.."