Ｌｏｖｅ Ｂｅｔｗｅｅｎ ｉｎｓａｎｉｔｙ (Oc x mtmte Whirl)

Chapter 2

Before they could continue their convosation, whirl yelled, jumping of the medial berth and put his claw around the neck of one very surprised orange psychiatrist. 

"Whirl! It's me Rung! Your Phyciatrist! Why are you doing this?!" Rung cried from whirl's claw.

"It's your eyebrows! He's jealous of your capacity for self expression!" Swerve yelled out, earning a warning glared from her and ratchet 

"That's not helping swerve!" The orange phyciatrist yelped, still being choke-held by the light blue, clawed mech.

"Whirl! It's okay! Your safe, were your friends." Ratchet said, watching Rung being slightly choked by whirls grasp, she flicked her tail, her left hand transforming into a long, sharp blade, that she lifted up and pointed directly at whirl.

 "I wouldn't say friends but hey, what the hell! Fresh start and all that, welcome back online buddy!" Swerve chimed in, earning a light smack on the helm with her tail.

"Drop him." She glared at whirl with this 'I'm warning you' look.

"Prison! You'll go back to prison whirl!" Rung chimed up, causing whirl to drop him

 "what?!" Whirl cried, then letting out an irritated "whatever.." and leave the medbay, grumbling to himself.

"Not the brightest. Isnt he?" She looked over at ratchet, helping rung stand up again.

"Not at all." Ratchet replied, walking over to tailgate 

"So, i didnt kill him?" Tailgate questioned, sitting up on the side of the berth.

"Who? Nut-job? Nope, but we wouldn't hold it against you. Im swerve by the way." Swerve explained, extending his hand for a handshake.

"Tailgate I- wait, have we taken off? Does Nova Prime know im on-board?" Tailgate asked, unaware of the news he would soon get, the three looked at each other. 

"nova prime?" Ratchet questioned the mini-bot 

"I had a bit of an accident. Have we reached Benzuli?" Tailgate replied, wth this innocent, unaware voice.

"Hold on- you think this is the ark? The original ark? I don't quite know how to break this to you, but you've been out of action for-" ratchet spoke, being cut off by swerve

"Wait! Stop! Stop!" He called, turning to ratchet, she looked back at the mech, turning the tailgate.

"One second." She said calmly, knowing swerve's inevitably stupid question for ratchet, she turned around to face the pair.

"I'll give you half of my Energon rations forever if you let me tell him" swerve whispered, with a pleading look up at ratchet.

"Fine, just... do it nicely..." ratchet replied in a low voice, rubbing his nose bridge. She turned around as swerve walked back up next to Tailgate.

"My dear, dear tailgate" swerve started, she had a 'swerve.... For primus's sake shut up...' look. "You know when your hooked up to your recharge slab, and your in sleeper mode and your relying on you're chronometer to re-activate you in a few hours? And you know- you know how sometimes the timer doesn't work and you wake up later than expected?" He continued. She and ratchet gave each other a 'this was a bad idea to let him tell him...' glance.

"Where is this going swerve..?" Tailgate question, swerve leaning in to whisper in the fellow tiny mech's audio receptor.

"SIX MILLION YEARS?!" Tailgate shrieked, causing ratchet and her to wince, her ears folding down, with this 'that was WAY to loud for someone his size' look.