Ratchet's POV
"Ep, ep, ep!" I beeped, glaring at Anne.
She groaned, "I'm bored!"
My holoform walked forward and pulled the tools away from her, placing them safely away in the cabinets of my alt. mode.
"That is not a good excuse to play with my supplies." I told her.
"What do you want me to do!?" She whined.
"Go to sleep." I grumbled.
"But I've been sleeping all the time since..." She trailed off.
I frowned and turned around, not knowing how to console the girl. I wasn't very good at speaking nicely to trained warriors, much less a child.
I growled slightly, my holoform hands shaking as I attempted to push a wire through a small hole.
"You need help?" Anne asked.
"No, no. Just rest." I told her.
"I don't want to rest. I'm tired of doing nothing." She grumbled.
Once again, I failed utterly to get the wire into the hole with my unstable human servos. I huffed and turned around.
"Okay, fine, but be careful." I told her.
She grabbed the device gingerly and examined it for a moment before easily pushing the wire into place. She handed it back.
"Is that some kind of... matter projector?" She questioned.
"It's a holoform device. I'm making one for Bumblebee right now. We need to have the advantages of being human to avoid having to bring real humans into our mess. Besides, if you're attacked again, we can subdue your friend without hurting her." I explained.
Anne frowned, "You say subdue like she's our enemy."
I raised an eyebrow, "She is our enemy."
"Yeah, but the Primes said we had to unite everyone. Bring them together." Anne countered.
"As much good as that would bring, it's hardly possible, there is too much hate between Autobots and Decepticons. A rift like that would take more years to fix than it took to create, and our war has lasted eons." I told her.
"Love is supposed to conquer all."
"The key word there is supposed. The world isn't all rainbows and sunshine like we want it to be." I sighed.
"But the Primes believe it can happen." Anne pointed out.
"They are also desperate."
Anne frowned, "Why do you have to be so pessimistic?"
I glowered, "Why do you have to question everything I say?"
"Why do you have to argue?"
"Because you're wrong."
"But what if I'm not?"
I huffed, "I'd rather think the world is doomed so that I'm not disappointed when it fails me and if things turn out well, I'll be more happy about it."
Anne looked down, "That's depressing."
"So is seeing you."
She looked up sharply and I mentally smacked myself.
"What?"
"Uh, nothing. You're just- you-"
"I'm paralyzed?" She guessed, not looking upset at all.
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Fanfiction. Some people long to join a world that isn't their own. To fight battles their heroes have and meet the people who inspired the best parts of themselves. Well that's exactly what four girls got. A free ticket into Transformers Prime to mee...
