Two sparks, One pulse

Chapter 13: Authority

Enigma hummed as she lay on the floor, her pede tapping in the air to the music that played from the center console she was currently working on. The bottom panel on the wall next to it was removed so she could fit her helm and shoulders through, holding a flashlight in between her dentas so she could see since her tentacles were busy on the wires. Her digits held them together while the extra appendages were welded with pieces of scrap metal, sparking when a connecting was made.

She paused for a second and listened, hearing footsteps. The femme grinned and finished what she was doing before pushing herself out, the creeper's wheels squeaking as she rolled out and sat up on it.

A pair of yellow legs were coming down the ladder they'd installed that led up to the castle to reveal the scout, soon followed by a red mech and a large white one.

"Nice of you guys to finally join me," Enigma grinned and leaned forward on her servo as she watched them walk over, "I thought I was fixing this ship by myself."

"In your dreams, con," Hot Rod snorted, walking to and collapsing in the captain's chair, "I'm not letting myself be in debt to you."

She smirked and stood up, walking to the computer and turning it on. Hot Rod shot up with wide eyes as the screen came up, finally working properly without glitching out.

"I think you already are," The femme snickered, "You've been working on that for what? Two weeks?"

"Shut up," He groaned and buried his face in his servos while she cackled.

"That's enough you two," Bumblebee laughed, walking over and patting their shoulders, "It's not a competition."

"You know full well that's a lie when it comes to these two," Jetfire grinned, servos on his hips as Shadow came out and rapped his knuckles against one of the lights that was still faulty, making it flicker on.

"The question is if you guys have even gone near the engine since we first took a look at it," Bee said, leaning on the back of the chair.

"Hey, we had our assigned roles!" Hot Rod called, looking up, "I was on getting the data processing up and running as well as connecting the main computer to all internal and external systems, you were working with guidance, navigation systems and stabilizers, Jet's working on the engine, propulsion and all the sciency stuff that he likes, and Iggy was on communications, and making sure all the pipes were hooked up."

"And yet I managed to finish my tasks as well as yours," Enigma grinned, leaning on the red mech's helm and letting it before pushing off and walking down the hall, "I'll get onto the fuel tanks so long and make sure everything's not leaking anymore!"

Roddy gave an annoyed huff and slid down in his chair.

Enigma poked her helm around the corner, "Oh, and if it was a competition, I'd be winning!" She laughed and stuck her glossa out at him before walking off.

"Why you-!" Hot Rod started to get up after her but Jetfire just smiled and put one servo on his shoulder.

"Don't," He said with a laugh and walked down the way she'd gone, "You know she likes getting a reaction out of you."

"And you make it so easy for her," Bumblebee added as he rolled Hot Rod out of the way, kneeling by the controls and pulling the hatch open to work inside.

Jetfire hummed as he took out his datapad, typing as various equations and diagrams popped up, using a stylus to add things. He grinned and his optics flickered to the side as he entered the engine room and looked at Enigma while she had her helm in the fuel tanks, thankfully empty, but she still had to stand on a step ladder to reach in.