Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| Tf RBA Hot Shot & Medix

Requested by: SilverSilentNight
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ThE sAnD mUrRaY, tHe SaNd

The Yin and Yang.

Hot Shot and Medix.

The duo that never got along.

This is how they never did... and did.

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"Hot Shot! My bandages!" Medix exclaimed.

"Oops," Hot Shot grimaced. "I used them all up for Halloween decorations. Sorry!"

"You should've asked, Hot Shot," Medix grumbled.

"Aw, I'm so sorry little grumpy kitten," Hot Shot teased. "Should I get a present wrapped with bandages for you?"

"I'll show you a grumpy kitten!" Medix yelled.

Just then, a chirpy Whirl and a tired Hoist walked by. The two found Medix about to burst his bubble. Everyone knows how bad it is when he gets infuriated...

"Medix! We need a bit of help from you," Whirl called out.

"What?! There's more things to do?" Hoist whispered to the femme, who just chuckled in response.

"Don't worry, I got this," she grinned.

Medix gave a long glare at Hot Shot before turning to Whirl. "What do you need help with?"

"The leaves, Medix, the l e a v e s," Whirl dramatically complained. "The wind kept blowing and it's absolutely messing with me and Hoist! Pleaaaaaase help."

"Alright, but keep Hot Shot at bay for me," Medix then stormed off.

Once the young medic left, Whirl went towards Hot Shot, who was left baffled.

"You're not great with not angering Medix for one day, are you?" Whirl sighed with a soft smile on her face.

"Well, duh," Hot Shot groaned. "How am I supposed to not anger him?"

"You can try... asking him for permission," Whirl suggested.

"He's always wandering off to somewhere!" Hot Shot whined. "I can never ask him anything!"

Whirl sighed. "Find a way, Hot Shot, or you'll keep ending up with grumpy Medix."

-[]-

"I ask him this, he ignores me. I tell him that, he pushes me away. I give him this, he complains!" Hot Shot kicks the Cube into the goal.

"What's wrong, Hot Shot?" a young man walked into the court, careful to steer away from the Cube's path.

"Medix is wrong, that's what," Hot Shot huffed.

"He got mad at you again?" Cody sat at the audience area.

"Yep," Hot Shot threw the Cube into the goal with strong force. "I don't understand why he's always so riled up when I do something."

"Chase was like that," Cody chuckled. "He couldn't understand why 'laughing' was a thing. When he finally accepted the existence of being funny, he tried to make so much of puns. It annoyed the whole team."

"Really? How did he come to that conclusion?"

Cody stood up. "He wanted to get close to my dad, understand him and hopefully be more efficient in his work. He noticed how my dad always cheered everyone up in our darkest hours, and he wanted to be like him."