Jazz was right about Ratchet. He threw a fit and hit me a few times with his wrenches for good measure.
I ran out of his Medic Bay "Alright! I'm sorry!" My running was followed by flying wrenches "Next time be more careful!!"
"OK...just stop throwing wrenches at me!"
Finally he stopped and I walked out of my hiding and sighed "Thank you." But I didn't see the last one he threw and it hit me in the head "Ow!"
"That was for good measure."
Jazz chuckled as he walked over "So, I see you met Ratchet's weapons of choice when dealing with us."
"Ya...and they're very effective."
Everyone laughed at that "True."
