ƬIᄂ Λᄂᄂ ΛЯΣ ӨПΣ (ᴛꜰ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛ)

ᄃΉΛPƬΣЯ ƬΉЯΣΣ

Y/n yelped in pain as Ratchet fixed up their leaking problem. The medical oriented bot grumpy from having so many patients at once. That being Jazz, who was passed out after getting a surgical procedure for his leg, replacing it. Then there was Hound who said he couldn't see in his left optic, as well as there being Orion and D-16.

But they were more considered idiots for getting in Darkwing's way, which result in a scolding from Ratchet himself before he gave them something to help with the aching.

"Hey! Watch it doc!" Y/n snapped as a certain wire that Ratchet placed in its original place, making Y/n jolt from the shock.

"Either you deal with it or have a loose circuit, and don't call me Doc." Ratchet scoffed at the endearing nickname, trying to focus. It probably didn't help that Orion and D-16 were hovering over him with worry. But Y/n liked to be a little shit sometimes, especially when others give them attitude.

"Whatever you say...Sunshine." Y/n grinned at Ratchet's obvious displeased expression, before he suddenly tugged on another loose wire.

"OW!"

"Oops. Must have accidentally grabbed to hard." Ratchet stated unapologetically, and Y/n rolled their optics.

"Smart aft." Y/n grumbled, and Ratchet smirked as he finished up his task. He then handed Y/n some energon, to which Y/n shoved in their mouth and sighed in relief as their tank was refueled. Ratchet stepped away and off to Hound who had been waiting patiently.

Y/n sat up and Orion gripped Y/n into a crushing hug, making Y/n blink at the affection they received, plus wincing as their arm was just fixed. They were used to Orion's hugs, he gave a lot of them, but this one felt different somehow. It was almost he was afraid to let go.

"Don't you ever do that again." Orion whispered, before placing Y/n back down with an awkward cough, his face plate warm, "I-I mean. Don't be reckless, it was very risky move to leak out energon like that."

"Says the bot who decided to break protocol recklessly." Y/n rose a ridge and Orion lifted a digit to defend himself, but had nothing to say.

"You put little faith in them Pax. Y/n's tough." D-16 reminded, but then leaned over to whisper to Y/n, "But seriously, do that again, and I will kill you myself."

"No promises." Y/n snorts, and nudged D-16 away playfully, and he nudged them back. But winces as his joints were still sore from not only from the labor, but the beating he took from Darkwing.

"That really hurt..." D-16 groaned, rubbing his faceplate as the three left Ratchet's medical office.

"What'd you expect, he's metal." Orion sassed, his sarcasm giving Y/n a small giggle but, they then cleared their throat noticing D-16's glare.

"You knew you were out of line. Talking back to a superior like that..." D-16 continued, exhausted and over with the day.

"Darkwing was out of line treating Elita like that, and literally everyone else here like shit. He honestly deserved it in my opinion. Just maybe, not in the type where it gets your cans kicked in." Y/n shrugged nonchalantly, ignoring the disappointment from D-16's expression.

"Aren't you tired of being treated like we're nothing?" Orion asked his friend, the trio finding a place to sit down. Orion and D-16 sitting a top of some benches, while Y/n sat in front of them.

"He had every right to hit me...I interfered..." D-16 sighed, not answering Orion's question. Truth is, yes. He was so sick of it. But he knew acting out of line was not favored, and resulted in banishment. To where he didn't know, he's just seen some bots never return after acting like fools...which is why he worried for Orion and Y/n so much.