Transformers: Ratchet x Drift

Shattered Glass

The shattered glass versions of Ratchet and Drift. If you don't know what they are like in Shattered Glass, look it up before reading this.

"You know why Drift ALWAYS goes to Ratchet when he is hurt?" Goldbug asked. "I mean, he actually smiles and doesn't even struggle as we drag him there."

"Don't know." Jazz said. "I always thought it was that Deadpool-mentality he's got."

"I once heard that he actually tortures Ratchet."

"NO ONE can torture Ratchet. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction." Jazz said.

"Then why is Drift so into seeing him?" Goldbug cried.

"Because..." A voice said from the med-bay door.

The others turned to see Drift standing in the doorway. His bright red paint shone even with the low lighting.

"I LOVE getting sent to Ratchet because," Drift continued as he stalked closer to them. "It is the only time I get with him alone."

The others stared at him in shock.

"You would not believe how busy that mech keeps himself." Drift continued. "Always focusing on somebot's new thing or that. But when I'm the one laying on that medical slab, he's ALL mine.

Oh, and I get very jealous of Ratchey's other...patients." Drift gave the others a carnivorous smile. "And I'm not very nice when I'm jealous. So I suggest none of you take up MY conjunx endura's time anytime soon."

"C-c-conjunx endura?" Goldbug stuttered. "Y-y-you and Ratchet?"

"Ah-ha." Drift said. "And as I said, I prefer being his ONLY patient.

"Haha, well I don't think anyone disagrees with you there man." Jazz laughed nervously.

"Oh, I didn't think so." As the others left, Ratchet came out of the door way.

"Scarin' away all my clientele again." He complained.

"They'll be back, whether they want to or not." Drift said as he started to walk back into the medical room.

"Hey, you already had your checkup." Ratchet said.

"Yeah," Drift said. "But I want some one-on-one time with my doctor."