Transformers Prime: Maximal Revolution

Chapter 11

After Optimus and Destiny left the base, the Autobots and Predacons kind of wandered from each other, without those two, the two groups stayed with their own. . . some of them at least.

"Don't touch that," Ratchet snapped without turning. The smallest Predacon quickly withdrew his servo for the tool he tried to grab, Chibi gave a annoyed pout at the medics back and tried to reach for another tool. "Or that. And not that. Don't even think about it." Frustrated the little mech huffed in defeat and sat on the ground crossing his arms sulking. Ratchet ignored him, he had work to do after all not sparkling sit.

At least there were no fights going on. At one side of the base Bumblebee, Arcee, Bulkhead and Smokescreen were huddled together talking. At the other Skydart, Light Flare and Kitsune were having their own discussion, and from the way they were waving their arms it appeared to be an argument. Luckily Ultra Magnus was keeping an eye on them. From the look of things it seemed to be mainly between Kitsune and Skydart, Ratchet wasn't sure where Swift Claw and Trickster had disappeared to.

A wire in the console started shooting sparks caught Ratchet's attention, after examining it he turned to grab a tool. . . and almost jumped to find Chibi standing right behind him with the tool he needed in his servos that he held towards the medic. Ratchet stared, "What? How-"

"It's the one you wanted," the little Predacon answered matter-of-factly. Shacking off his surprise Ratchet took the tool and Chibi walked away. Bemused Ratchet stared at the tool a minute then watched Chibi as he started following Ultra Magnus around.

"I'm just saying maybe we shouldn't jump to conclusions," Light Flare tried to calm an increasingly angered Kitsune. "We haven't even heard the Decepticons side of the story-"

"They were firing at us! I don't think I care about their opinion to much!" Kitsune had turned at the phoenix with a snarl ignoring the growl coming from Skydart.

The brightly colored femme shifted from ped to ped, "Well, it's just Skydart thinks-"

"How about this, make up your 'own mind'!" Kitsune snarled before walking away. Skydart glared at her back while Light Flare looked down but Kitsune didn't pay them anymore attention. She walked pass the Autobots with a huff glad none of them tried to stop her. They wanted to give her a wide space. . . well most of them.

"Hey," a familiar voice greeted her.

She turned to find Wheeljack leaning against the wall. "What do you want?"

The smirk never left his face, "Can't a bot say hi."

"Well, you said it."

"Just trying to be friendly seeing as we're going to be spending time together."

"Ha! Like I'd want to spend time with you."

Wheeljack didn't seem fazed. "You really think you can resist this," he said gesturing to himself. At her bemused look he pushed away from the wall and winked at her, "Be seeing you around Foxy." He walked away leaving a very surprised and confused femme.

"So what are we suppose to do?" Arcee asked. She was standing with Bumblebee, Bulkhead and Smokescreen having their own discussion about the turn of events. Wheeljack had wandered off, Arcee had a good idea where. Everyone had noticed he was eyeing a certain yellow and purple femme, she couldn't wait to see how that would work out.

"Well, it's a good thing. . . isn't it?" Bulkhead tried. On one hand reinforcements were always a good thing, even with the depletions in their numbers the Decepticons still outnumbered them. On the other. . .

"We don't even know if they're staying," Smokescreen said.

"Which is the main concern," Bumblebee spoke up.