The Unity Of Two

8: A Bad Image

"Come down here right now!" Ratchet demanded, trying to put authority into his tone after the polite requests fell on deaf audio receptors.

"No." I shot back rudely. But it only came out as a squawk.

"I doesn't hurt!" Ratchet argued.

"Perhaps it's best to put medical stuff on hold." Bee suggested, Ratchet frowned and looked back up to me.

"If we do that, will you come down?" He asked.

I narrowed my optics and nodded.

"Good, we'll do that stuff later." He grumbled and I came back down slowly, some distance away from him.

"That's what I call negotiation." Unicron said as I transformed.

"How did you acquire such an alt mode?" Optimus asked me as Ratchet got a little closer.

I shrugged in response to his question.

"Can I at least do a processor scan?" Ratchet asked.

"There's nothing wrong with my processor." I insisted and twiddled my digits. Ratchet gave me a disbelieving look.

"You sure about that?" Sire asked.

"Yes." I said, Ratchet was triggered.

"You're talking to your Sire, correct?" He asked, at least he's treating it as a frail topic.

I nodded.

"What is his designation?" He asked.

"Don't tell him, make up a lie." Unicron demanded.

"He doesn't want you to know." I told him.

"You are useless." Unicron grumbled.

"Not as useless as you." I shot back.

Ratchet sighed heavily. "Okay, this may come as a shock." He started, "But your Sire isn't here, you're imagining him." He said and awaited my response. Not treating it as a frail topic anymore then.

"Yes he is." I said truthfully, Unicron had a laughing fit.

Ratchet walked over and got down to my level, "No, he isn't."

"Yes he is." I insisted.

He huffed in frustration. "Stay here, the grown-ups need to talk." He said and gestured for the others to follow him into the medbay.

They clearly don't know how to have quiet conversations, I could hear everything.

"He, may be grieving," Ratchet said. "Or he has a very vivid imagination."

"You're the plainest bot I've met." Unicron told me.

"Or it could be a result from past trauma." Ratchet finished.

"Poor kid." Bumblebee whirled.

I tried my best not to giggle.

"What are you doing? Have a look around!" Unicron demanded.

"Ok, fine." I whispered and walked down one of the corridors. "I think I should have waited for a tour." I said.

"I've got a feeling that they're going to try and force you in the medbay." Unicron said. "They are most likely thinking that you're scared of doctors or something."

"I'm not." I whined.

"Can you set up a trap or something?" Unicron asked.

"Why?" I asked.

"I hate everyone here."

"That's your problem." I said and peeked in a room, just a berthroom. I turned back around and bumped into Optimus. I looked up at him nervously.

"Best not to sneak around." He said and started to lead me back to the main room.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"Why are you apologizing?" Unicron asked.

"Because that's what Carrier said to do." I told him.

"If you don't mind me asking..." Optimus started and I looked up at him. "How did you get to Earth?"

"In a pod, Carrier said Cybertron was dying so we left." I explained.

He nodded, "And your creators?"

"They came with." I said as Unicron cracked up once again.

Optimus nodded, a strange expression crossing his faceplate. "There are more Autobots here, Arcee and Bulkhead." He warned, "They are in the main room." He explained, I nodded. Ratchet probably explained my 'mental instability.'

"Ok."

"We also have human charges." He said.

"The ugly little things?" I asked.

"Yes."

"They're parasites! I'm all icky because of them!" Unicron snarled.

"Oh, ok." I nodded and trailed after Optimus.

Then he stopped and turned, "And you will let Ratchet scan you. Is that understood?" He asked sternly.

I felt even if I wanted to say 'no' I wouldn't, I nodded but I knew I was going to break that promise.

Optimus turned and continued walking, I didn't follow and he didn't seem to notice. He expected me to follow him? I rolled my optics and walked in the other direction.

"You're not letting him scan you, are you?" Unicron asked.

"No, he just walked off and I didn't follow." I explained. "And it's not like I can let him scan me." I said.

"Can you let me out?" Unicron asked, "I want to look around."

I pulled out a crystal but that wasn't Unicron so I tried again and again until I got him.

"Urgh, looks dodgy." He gagged, it wasn't the cleanest hallway.

Then I heard light ped steps and tucked him away, he whined while I did so. A blue femme came around the corner and startled as she spotted me.

"I thought Optimus went to get you." She said.

"He did but then I left him." I said. "I'm Augury." I told her.

"Arcee." She said stiffly.

"She the femme?" Unicron asked.

"Yes, why?" I asked, Arcee blinked but then seemed to understand.

"Well, you could finally lose your virginity." Unicron pointed out.

"I'm not fragging her." I told him.

Arcee made a face which said, 'Primus help me' clear as day.

"Maybe you will." Unicron said, if he had optic ridges, he'd be wiggling them.

"No, I'm too young and Carrier would be angry." I said and put my foot down.

"Glad to hear that." Arcee muttered and walked off.

"Oh great, see that, you made her uncomfortable." I told him.

"But you could make her comfortable." He said smoothly.