When it came time to make teams, they already knew what they wanted.
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It was weird how it was required that rescue teams had to be in groups of four at this academy, but no one really tried to disagree with it. Each group had a variety of unique jobs but could never have two of the same, not to mention, if one did not put themselves in a group, they were either put in one or kicked from the academy.Most groups were having the problem of finding another member or two to join them, even having the problem of some questioning exactly what to do if two in the same job needed to find teams.
It was all clustered in the main hall, everyone trying to group themselves, but within the mess, two bots were trying to find some others.
"Heatwave, I have pedes you know." Chase was basically being dragged through the crowd, Heatwave leading the unknown way. "You can put me down."
"This is the only way we aren't getting lost in this crowd." Heatwave points out, after all, the two somehow managed to lose sight of where Blades and Boulder went. "Now, where did they end up going?"
"How exactly am I supposed to know? I have not seen them at all since yesterday." Chase says, knowing that this search is much more difficult to him.
"There you guys are!" Blades emerges from the crowd, Boulder quickly behind as it seems Blades held the grip of death to the green mech's servo.
They all walked to where they needed to go, Boulder and Chase really trying to keep up as it seemed that the other two were certainly quite fast. It was easy to tell though that they were going to be an amazing team and good teammates to one another.
They then came to a problem, because even though they were being admin about making this team a possibility, they continued to ask if they were all fully sure of doing so. Chase knew it was because of him, they were hoping to kick him out, and this would disregard that possibility, which they didn't want.
"Listen, we have all said yes regarding the question, so why exactly do you keep on asking this?" Heatwave simply wanted this to end, he couldn't take listening to the question one more time right now.
"Are you sure?" Boulder could literally feel the anger coming off of Heatwave when the question was asked, after all, this was really starting to get stupid. "Are you sure you want to form this team?"
"Yes!" Heatwave had to take a moment in order to not have a moment of full rage, but in this, he noticed something. "Chase, you good?"
"I just need a bit." Chase then randomly walked off after that response.
There was much confusion between the three remaining bots, Blades then deciding to follow Chase and make sure the blue mech was alright. Heatwave and Boulder decided to remain there, hopefully getting this situation resolved.
"Are you sure-"
"We have said we are sure but you are bothered with one of us, aren't you?" Boulder questions, finding himself to actually be bothered by what was going on. "As much as I understand you are only making sure, I think you have clearly displayed some sort of offense."
"Listen, it is just standard procedure-"
"Standard procedure doesn't have one repeating the same question multiple times and giving a snarky look." Boulder says, Heatwave nearly laughed out loud from the comment. "Just let us be a team and take your grudges elsewhere."
they did manage to get the team, but it was still confusing as to why it had taken as long as it did to do so. Blades managed to group back to them with Chase, who said he left because it was all just overwhelming. they all let it side but they all still had that same feeling within,
Why did it have to be so difficult?

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Transformers Rescue Bots - The Past
FanfictionThe timeline to how the 4 main Rescue bots go from their creation to Griffin Rock, many stories in order full of the depths of their lives before getting on the Sigma 17 that fateful day and eventually going to earth. Dive in as we follow the years...